Chapter II Crimson Surge

[Intro] [Verse 1] The second arc... forged in fire. Machines roar, distortion devours the choir. Crimson flows through the veins of the surge— A ritual of steel, where the shadows converge. [Build-Up] Snare cracks, the furnace ignites— Screeches writhe, morphing through the night. *"Witness the Surge!"*—the preacher commands, As chains clash and the void expands. [Drop] Let’s go! (Crush the grid) Feel the surge! (Break the lid) K**k rolls thunder, chaos untamed— Screech riff screams, voltage unclaimed. [Mid-Break] *"Crimson flows through distortion."* Half-time collapse, trap-like contortion. Drones hum, metallic lungs decay— The hymn’s c****e twists in the fray. [Second Build] Reverse kicks rip, risers ascend— *"Witness the Surge!"*—the end to pretend. Filters scream, the anthem corrodes— A spark before the storm explodes. [Second Drop] Machine-g*n kicks, midrange decay— Screech automation tears through the gray. Chaos baptized in raw voltage flame— No light, no name, just the surge to claim. [Outro]