Algorithm of Stone

*(Intro: Fade in with dissonant feedback, building into a tense, clean guitar line drenched in reverb. A sudden, violent silence.)* [Verse 1] A coded ghost in the satellite stream A million pixels in a perfumed dream They sell a paradise, plastic and lean A hollow king on a dopamine screen *(B**t slams in)* [Verse 2] Auto-tune tears for a manufactured w*r While the tectonic rhythm begins to roar You move units, we move tonnage Digital decay, analog carnage *(Feedback screech)* [Chorus] THIS IS THE ALGORITHM OF STONE! A truth carved in b***d and bone! Your summer fades, but the weight remains! WE ARE THE ECHO IN THE VEINS! [Verse 3] *(Spoken/Growled over a stomping, single-note riff)* Aquí no hay "Bad Bunny," sólo hay lobos. No hay reggaetón, sólo hay lamentos sordos. You click for the moment. We build for the monument. [Break] *(Blistering, melodic yet savage guitar solo. Tapping harmonies descend into chaotic whammy bar a***e.)* [Bridge] *(Tempo drops. Atmosphere becomes cold and cavernous.)* A silent core... in a world of noise... A fading signal... ancient voice... *(Whispered)* The plastic beats will crack... *(Screamed)* UNDER THE FOOTFALL OF THE IRON TRACK! [Breakdown] *(Tempo halved. Crushing, palm-muted 0-0-0-0 riff synchronized with drum hits that sound like buildings collapsing. Syncopated stops and starts.)* WE. ARE. THE. FALL. YOU. ARE. THE. FADING. CALL. THE. MACHINE. BREAKS. ITS. MASTER. NOTHING. FASTER. NOTHING. LAST. [Outro] THIS IS THE ALGORITHM OF STONE! A TRUTH CARVED IN B***D AND BONE! YOUR SUMMER DIES AND THE WEIGHT REMAINS! WE ARE THE FIRE IN THE VEINS!