DESTROY

Type

Album

Release Date

2026-05-15

Genres

Electronic, Alternative, Dark Synthwave

Vibe & Theme

The third full-length album and direct follow-up to Grounded. Where Grounded resolved the original arc (isolation → void → return with love → grounded with love), DESTROY opens a new chapter: you see a world that's fundamentally broken, led by people who don't care, and everyone else is asleep. The rage at that knowledge — that isolation of being the only one who sees it — becomes the subject. This record is not about love or connection. It's about war. The narrator moves from personal rage (Burning) to collective rebellion (Destroy), following an arc from the decision to fight through the intoxication of collective action, through escalation and fracture, through the pivot where fighting becomes survival, through absolute despair, and finally into defiant acceptance. The narrator knows they will lose. They know the system will stand. They know the cost is real. And they're fighting anyway — not because victory is possible, but because surrender is unthinkable. The record ends unresolved, mid-transmission, mid-battle. It doesn't resolve because the war doesn't resolve. Sonically darker and harder-edged than previous Violet Grid records, dark synthwave pushed into more aggressive territory.

Cover Prompt

A vast industrial landscape, fractured and burning. Multiple figures stand alone in the wreckage, each silhouetted against different fires. The fires are violet and orange heat, consuming infrastructure, burning systems. Grid patterns and circuit structures fill the background, suggesting vast systems in collapse. The sky is dark purple and black, shot through with electric arcs like neural pathways firing. Each figure glows from within with the same violet and orange heat — the fire burning them from the inside. No other light in the frame. The figures are not connected to each other, standing separately in the wreckage, each burning alone but visible to those who know to look. Neon-noir, desolate, defiant, multiple perspectives on the same refusal. Cinematic scale.

Track 01 — Reckoning

Description

The opening statement. The moment clarity becomes action. No more waiting. No more transmitting. The war begins. This track establishes Violet Grid is now looking outward at a broken world instead of inward at internal dissolution. The narrator crosses a line and can't go back.

Style Prompt

dark synthwave, electro-noir, brooding and incandescent, analog arpeggiated synths, thick distorted Moog bass, electronic drums driving relentless, gated reverb, female vocals, breathy and determined, layered vocal harmonies, neon-noir atmosphere, 80s-influenced production but harder-edged, cinematic scale, 118 BPM

Lyrics

[Intro — cold, precise, single sawtooth note building, no percussion yet, cinematic void]

[Verse 1 — whispered, clinical, certain, each word placed like a brick] I've been counting the days I stayed small Counting the ways I said sorry Counting the cost of being safe While the world burned everyone I couldn't save

I learned the rules, I played the game I smiled at the camera, took the blame I waited for someone else to light the match But the waiting was the worst kind of burning

[Pre-Chorus — building, single hi-hat entering, voice tightening, intensity rising] And I'm done waiting

[Chorus — explosive, full distorted synth, sawtooth bass driving relentless, vocal belted with defiant certainty, doubled at the peak] This is my reckoning This is where I stop bending This is the line I burn instead of cross I'm not asking for permission I'm not waiting for a sign I'm lighting the match and I'm walking through No turning back, no second guessing This is where the war begins

[Verse 2 — faster, denser, more aggressive, still precise, percussive delivery] They built the cage so beautiful I almost didn't notice I was locked in They called it safety, called it sense Called it realistic to accept the slow surrender

But I see the exit now And I'm walking through it burning Not to escape But to free the thing that's been caged here To show them what happens when you finally stop choosing small

[Pre-Chorus — driving, voice rising, full intensity building] And I'm done waiting

[Chorus — maximum intensity, massive synth lead, vocal unapologetic, full band crashing] This is my reckoning This is where I stop bending This is the line I burn instead of cross I'm not asking for permission I'm not waiting for a sign I'm lighting the match and I'm walking through No turning back, no second guessing This is where the war begins

[Bridge — stripped to bass and vocal, raw and direct, spoken-singing, no artifice] For every time I bit my tongue For every rage I swallowed For every person I could've saved if I wasn't so afraid I'm burning it all down Not for victory Not for glory But for the act of refusal The pure defiance of finally saying no

[Verse 3 — slow, heavy, deliberate, voice cold and certain, each word weighted] I used to pray for change Used to wait for someone else to light it But the fire's been inside me all along Just waiting for permission I was never gonna get

So I'm taking what's mine The rage, the clarity, the weapon of finally being awake I'm walking into the flames And this time, I'm walking out the other side

[Final Chorus — peak intensity, distorted beyond recognition, vocal pushed into aggression, relentless] This is my reckoning This is where I stop bending This is the line I burn instead of cross I'm not asking for permission I'm not waiting for a sign I'm lighting the match and I'm walking through No turning back, no second guessing This is where the war begins This is where I stop asking This is where I finally burn

[Outro — synths fading but not resolving, bass driving still, vocal sustained, burning into darkness] Lighting the match Walking through The war begins

Track 02 — Militia

Description

The narrator discovers there are others burning with the same knowledge. This track shows the power of collective rage — the moment when individual fury becomes organized, focused, dangerous. The chorus is an anthem of recognition: "I thought I was the only one." Sonically, the track shifts: still dark synthwave, but with a driving pulse that feels less isolated, more unified.

Style Prompt

dark synthwave, driving and anthemic, thick sawtooth bass, analog synths building momentum, programmed drums with intensity, female vocals, clear and determined, doubled vocals in chorus creating unity, pulsing rhythm section, neon-noir atmosphere, 122 BPM, organized fury

Lyrics

[Intro — sawtooth bass enters, steady and hypnotic, hi-hats building, synths layering]

[Verse 1 — direct, present, no longer whispered, vocal more open] I found them in the back room of a bar Faces I'd seen in the crowd, eyes like mine Awake, burning, carrying the weight Of knowing what nobody else will say out loud

They knew the names, they kept the score They'd done the math, they saw the trap And they were done pretending

[Verse 2 — building energy, faster delivery, driving underneath] We sat in a circle and we spoke the truth No one told us to soften it No one asked us to make sense We just said the thing we'd all been holding And the relief of it was almost violent

We're not crazy, we're not alone We're just finally in a room where the silence isn't required

[Chorus — explosive, doubled vocals, unified and anthemic, driving relentless] This is militia, this is arrival This is the moment the isolated become a force I thought I was burning alone But the fire was everywhere Just waiting for the match to pass between us Now we're burning together And everything changes

[Bridge — stripped, just vocal and bass pulse, intimate even in aggression] They showed me their hands, scarred from trying Their eyes, tired from staying awake Their hearts, still pounding with the knowledge That we can't fix this But maybe we can break it different

[Verse 3 — faster, denser, voices stacking] We started planning in code In metaphor, in signal We started moving like the machine that built us Learning the patterns, finding the pressure points Where the system starts to crack

And every person who joined was another frequency Another transmission in the dark Another signal saying: I'm here I'm burning I'm with you

[Final Chorus — massive, layered voices, driving relentless, unified fury] This is militia, this is arrival This is the moment the isolated become a force I thought I was burning alone But the fire was everywhere Just waiting for the match to pass between us Now we're burning together And everything changes Everything changes

[Outro — voices layering, synths building, unresolved but ascending] We're burning together Signal to signal Fire to fire

Track 03 — Voltage

Description

The intoxication of action. The moment when planning becomes doing. The rush of finally moving against the machine. The most dangerous track because it feels like winning. But underneath the euphoria, something darker: the first sign that they're expendable. The track ends with the first casualty.

Style Prompt

dark synthwave, frenetic and euphoric, relentless driving bass, distorted synths, aggressive drums with breakbeat elements, female vocals, energized and aggressive, breathless delivery, pulsing with electricity, 130 BPM, cinematic intensity, building toward climax

Lyrics

[Intro — drums entering fast, synths sharp and cutting, bass driving hard]

[Verse 1 — fast, breathless, adrenaline] We move at night with purpose in our hands Cut the feed, disable the signal Leave our mark in code they can't erase We're learning the language of disruption

Every move is calculated Every step is a breach We're inside the machine now And it doesn't know it's broken yet

[Pre-Chorus — building, voice rising, tension escalating] And they're starting to notice

[Chorus — explosive, driving relentless, euphoric fury, doubled vocals] This is voltage, this is power This is the moment the system convulses We're the current flowing backward Through the grid they built to contain us We're the static becoming signal The noise becoming language This is voltage This is what happens when they finally push us too far

[Verse 2 — even faster, more frantic, breathless] We hit the network, we broadcast the truth They can't contain what's spreading now The frequency is breaking through the noise And people are listening, people are waking

But the response is faster than we calculated The countermeasure more vicious They're not just defending the system They're hunting us

[Bridge — drops suddenly into spoken-word, raw and direct, fear underneath] They got Marcus at the protest They got him and he won't come back the way he went in His sister called, her voice is different now Changed by the knowledge that the cost is real That the cost is people we know That the cost is people we love

[Verse 3 — slower, heavier, the intoxication fading into dread] But we can't stop now We won't stop now Even knowing the price Even knowing that not everyone makes it out This is the contract we signed in silence

Someone has to fall And we knew that We've always known that We just didn't think it would be someone with a name we'd remember

[Final Chorus — peak intensity but with undertone of dread, euphoria cracking] This is voltage, this is power This is the moment the system convulses We're the current flowing backward Through the grid they built to contain us We're the static becoming signal The noise becoming language This is voltage And someone we love is missing

[Outro — synths cutting out one by one, bass becoming isolated, fading] Marcus Marcus Marcus

Track 04 — Cascading

Description

Systems collapse in domino patterns. The narrator realizes they've started something they can't stop. Cascading failures. Infrastructure failing. The record's emotional peak of hope immediately gives way to the weight of unintended consequences. Sonic palette becomes more chaotic, less controlled.

Style Prompt

dark synthwave, chaotic and fractured, distorted synths, heavily processed drums, pulsing bass becoming erratic, female vocals, breathless and desperate, layered with distortion, building tension without release, 128 BPM, industrial noise textures

Lyrics

[Intro — synths fractured, chaotic, drums erratic, building tension]

[Verse 1 — frantic, desperate, breathless] The infrastructure is failing Not because we broke the load-bearing wall But because the whole thing was already collapsing And we just pulled one thread

The grid is cascading Power going down in sections Communication networks falling like dominoes And the people are flooding the streets Not because we planned it But because the system is finally visibly broken

[Pre-Chorus — desperate, voice cracking, building] And we didn't plan for this

[Chorus — chaotic, fractured, desperate energy, doubled vocals with distortion] This is cascading, this is consequence This is the moment we realize we started something we can't stop We pulled one thread and the whole thing unraveled We broke one lock and now the floodgates are open And we're being swept along with everyone With everyone With everything

[Verse 2 — faster, panic underneath, still determined] There are fires in the streets Some we started, some ignited themselves The state is cracking under its own weight And the civilians are caught between Between us and the enforcement Between what they knew and what's becoming

We told them: burn it down We didn't mean We didn't calculate The cost of actually burning it down

[Bridge — stripped, frantic, raw emotion] I can't control this anymore I can't predict what comes next I lit the match I thought I knew what would burn But the fire has its own intentions And now I'm running with it Instead of leading it

[Verse 3 — slower, heavier, regret and determination braided together] Marcus is still gone And now there are people disappearing everywhere Because the system is defending itself With the only language it knows Violence

And we're defending against it Which means we're violent too Which means we're becoming what we said we'd destroy

[Final Chorus — maximum chaos, vocals layered and distorted, desperate and defiant] This is cascading, this is consequence This is the moment we realize we started something we can't stop We pulled one thread and the whole thing unraveled We broke one lock and now the floodgates are open And we're being swept along And we can't go back And we can't stop And we don't know where this ends

[Outro — synths cutting out chaotically, bass warping, fading into static] The grid is falling The system is breaking The fire is spreading And we're inside it

Track 05 — Nil

Description

The system's power is an illusion — right at the same moment you realize you're going to lose anyway. The system is falling. But so is the movement. Arrests are accelerating. The movement is fracturing. Hope and dread collapse into the same thing. The sonic palette is stripped back, exposed. Fewer synths, more raw vocal.

Style Prompt

dark synthwave, stripped and exposed, minimal synths, pulsing bass, sparse drums, female vocals, raw and unguarded, whispered intensity, reverb-heavy and cavernous, 95 BPM, desolate, resigned defiance

Lyrics

[Intro — single bass note, building reverb, minimal percussion, vast and empty]

[Verse 1 — whispered, exposed, intimate even in defiance] I saw the control room empty The operators scattered The command structure breaking under its own weight And I realized: it was never as strong as we feared

It's a paper tiger with guns A fiction that only had power because we believed it A ghost in a machine A null value masquerading as law

[Verse 2 — slightly louder, still exposed, voice cracking] So I asked myself: if it's not as strong as I thought Then why are we losing

And the answer is: because we're not strong enough Because you can break a system But breaking it doesn't fix the void underneath Doesn't guarantee anything comes after Doesn't save the people we're losing right now

[Chorus — vast and hollow, doubled vocals with space between them] This is nil, this is nothing This is the moment we see through The system is empty And we are emptier And we're still burning Still transmitting Still here

[Bridge — just vocal and bass, intimate and devastating] They caught two more today People I organized with People who believed in the same future And the system will process them Will extract what it needs Will minimize the damage to itself And continue

Because breaking the structure Doesn't break the people who serve it Doesn't change the fundamental emptiness The fundamental refusal to consider That there could be another way

[Verse 3 — slow, specific, naming the cost] So we're still fighting Still burning Still transmitting But now we know We're not fighting to win We're fighting to refuse To refuse complicity To refuse acceptance To refuse the lie that this is inevitable

[Final Chorus — sparse, hollow, vast] This is nil, this is nothing This is the moment we see through The system is empty And we are emptier But we're still here Still burning Still refusing

[Outro — bass fading, voice sustained, resolving into static] Nil Nothing Still here

Track 06 — Pressure

Description

There is a moment when fighting stops being noble and becomes survival. When the distinction between warrior and terrorist collapses. The record's pivot point — where the narrative voice confronts what they're becoming. The emotional low point of the record. People are dying — not just state casualties, but innocent people caught in the escalation. Sonic palette is darker, more industrial.

Style Prompt

dark synthwave, industrial edge, harsh distorted synths, heavy bass, minimal drums, tight and controlled production, female vocals, cold and raw, speaking-singing, tense atmosphere, no release, 100 BPM, suffocating, claustrophobic

Lyrics

[Intro — industrial noise, building pressure, no melody, just texture]

[Verse 1 — speaking-singing, cold and direct, no artifice] I'm becoming the thing I said I would never be Hard, unforgiving, willing to sacrifice People who didn't sign up to be sacrificed

We justified it in meetings at 3 AM With cold logic and historical precedent This is the cost of revolution This is what it takes

[Verse 2 — slightly more emotional, still controlled, cracking underneath] But there was a kid in the building we hit Wasn't supposed to be there We weren't supposed to hit at all but the window closed And we made the choice And the building came down with her in it

[Pre-Chorus — pressure building, voice tightening] And I can't unhear her mother screaming

[Chorus — harsh, uncomfortable, doubled vocals creating tension] This is pressure, this is weight This is the moment the fight becomes something else This is when you realize There's no such thing as a clean revolution There's just collateral And we're making more of it Every time we pull the trigger

[Bridge — stripped to voice and bass, intimate and horrifying] I told myself it doesn't matter That individual lives are less important than systems Than the structure that grinds people into dust One at a time, invisible, systematic

But that's not noble That's just how we justify becoming predators

[Verse 3 — slow, heavy, accepting the weight] So I carry her face now The girl in the building The collateral I carry all of them Marcus, the ones taken, the ones we lost The ones we killed

And I keep fighting Because stopping now would make it meaningless Because someone has to pay for what we've done And I've chosen to pay in blood In theirs and mine

[Final Chorus — maximum pressure, compressed, suffocating] This is pressure, this is weight This is the moment the fight becomes something else This is when you realize There's no such thing as a clean revolution There's just collateral And we're drowning in it All of us

[Outro — industrial noise returning, fading, suffocating] Pressure Weight Cost

Track 07 — Fractured

Description

The movement is splintering. Factions are forming. Ideologies are clashing. The narrator is caught between people they care about who want fundamentally different things. The most sonically chaotic track yet, but not in a driving way — in a breaking way. Synths are fractured, creating dissonance.

Style Prompt

dark synthwave, fragmented and dissonant, clashing synth frequencies, pulsing bass with stuttering rhythm, fractured drums, female vocals, layered with dissonance, speaking-singing, tense and unstable, 110 BPM, internal conflict, breaking apart

Lyrics

[Intro — synths entering in conflict, clashing frequencies, unstable foundation]

[Verse 1 — direct, conflicted, voice layered to show internal division] They want to burn faster now Escalate to something we can't come back from They say it's the only way That negotiation is surrender That anything less than total collapse is failure

But some of us still believe There are people in the system People who could be reached People who could choose different

[Verse 2 — faster, more agitated, still layered in conflict] And we're splitting The unified fury is fragmenting Into ideologies that can't coexist Into people I loved becoming unrecognizable

We built something together And now it's consuming itself From the inside

[Pre-Chorus — tension escalating, voices in discord] And I don't know which side I'm on

[Chorus — fractured, clashing, uncomfortable harmony] This is fractured, this is breaking This is the moment we become the enemy Not the system, not the state But each other

We're fragmenting And someone has to choose And every choice fractures us further

[Bridge — stripped, intimate, devastated] I sat across from someone I'd bled with Someone who'd watched my back And we couldn't find common ground On what comes next

One of us is wrong Or both of us are Or neither of us understand What we're actually fighting for anymore

[Verse 3 — slower, heavier, accepting the fracture] So the movement is breaking Not from external pressure But from internal weight We're too many people With too many visions Willing to sacrifice But not willing to agree on what for

[Final Chorus — maximum fracture, voices completely dissonant, uncomfortable] This is fractured, this is breaking This is the moment we become the enemy Not the system, not the state But each other

And I'm still burning But I'm burning alone again In a crowd of people Burning in different directions

[Outro — synths dissonant, fading into silence] Fractured Broken Burning alone

Track 08 — Static

Description

The movement has collapsed into factions. The system hasn't fallen. People are dead. This is the moment of absolute despair — not romantic despair, but the despair of knowing you spent everything on a fight you were never going to win. Sonic palette is sparse and suffocating. The listener is drowning in noise that no longer has meaning.

Style Prompt

dark synthwave, desolate and drowning, sparse synths, heavy reverb, pulsing bass fading, minimal drums, female vocals, exhausted and broken, barely singing, suffocating atmosphere, 85 BPM, despairing, numb

Lyrics

[Intro — vast reverb, synth notes fading into space, drowning]

[Verse 1 — barely singing, exhausted, whispered] The signal is broken We broadcast into static And the static is all we hear back Empty frequency Empty void Empty response

The movement is gone Scattered, imprisoned, dead And I'm still here Still transmitting Into nothing

[Verse 2 — slightly more present but devastated] I don't recognize the people left I don't recognize myself We've become the thing we fought Violent, ruthless, willing to justify anything In the name of an ideal that's already dead

[Pre-Chorus — voice cracking, barely there] And I'm still transmitting

[Chorus — vast, hollow, echoing] This is static, this is nothing This is the moment the signal dissolves I'm broadcasting into void And the void is broadcasting back Only emptiness, only noise, only the sound Of a frequency with no receiver

[Bridge — just vocal and reverb, intimate and shattering] I think about stopping About letting the silence win About accepting that some fights Can't be won, shouldn't have been started Are the luxury of people with nothing left to lose

[Verse 3 — slow, specific, naming the cost] Marcus is probably dead The two we lost in the building are definitely dead The state is still standing The system is still grinding And I've achieved nothing Except adding to the pile of bodies That the system will process and forget

[Final Chorus — maximum emptiness, voice fading] This is static, this is nothing This is the moment the signal dissolves I'm broadcasting into void And there's no one listening No one hearing No one coming

[Outro — reverb swallowing the voice, fading into silence] Static Nothing Silence

Track 09 — Defiant

Description

After hitting absolute bottom, there is a strange thing that happens: clarity. The narrator accepts that they're going to lose. And in that acceptance, there is liberation. They continue fighting not because victory is possible, but because surrender is impossible. This isn't hope — it's defiance. Sonic palette pulls back from drowning. Synths return. Vocals are stronger. This is choosing to burn even though it changes nothing.

Style Prompt

dark synthwave, resolute and defiant, building synths, steady pulsing bass, crisp drums, female vocals, clear and determined, anthemic but weary, cold and certain, 115 BPM, accepting death, choosing resistance

Lyrics

[Intro — synths returning, bass finding rhythm again, drums entering steady]

[Verse 1 — clear, direct, no longer broken] I'm done expecting victory Done calculating odds Done justifying in terms of outcome The fight doesn't matter because it wins The fight matters because I choose it

Even knowing the system will stand Even knowing the cost Even knowing I'll probably die And the world will probably not change I'm still here Still burning Still defiant

[Verse 2 — building energy, slightly faster, resolute] The state is still grinding Still processing people into statistics Still believing it's inevitable Still certain it's eternal

But I'm the thing it didn't count on The person who keeps fighting Even when fighting is futile Especially when fighting is futile

[Pre-Chorus — building, voice rising, defiant] Because that's when it matters

[Chorus — anthemic but weary, determined and cold] This is defiant, this is choosing This is the moment I stop waiting for victory I'm burning not to fix the world I'm burning to refuse complicity To refuse surrender To refuse the lie that this is inevitable Even if refusing changes nothing Especially if refusing changes nothing

[Bridge — stripped, intimate, honest] I don't believe in happy endings anymore I don't believe in justice or redemption I don't believe in the people waking up or the system falling I believe in the act of resistance In the choice to stand In the refusal to cooperate with your own annihilation

[Verse 3 — steady, certain, accepting] So I'm still transmitting Still burning Still fighting Not because I think it will matter But because the alternative is accepting a world Where people like me don't resist Don't refuse Don't stand

And I can't do that Won't do that Not because it will change anything But because I have to know That somewhere, someone refused That somewhere, someone burned Even though it didn't matter

[Final Chorus — peak resolve, cold and certain, anthemic] This is defiant, this is choosing This is the moment I stop waiting for victory I'm burning not to fix the world I'm burning to refuse complicity To refuse surrender To refuse the lie that this is inevitable I'm burning because burning is all I have And burning is enough

[Outro — synths sustaining, bass driving, voice sustained, unresolved but resolved] Still burning Still defiant Still here

Track 10 — Transmission

Description

The closing statement of the album. The narrator has accepted everything — that they'll lose, that people will die, that nothing will change. And they're stepping into the final battle anyway. The vocals are multiple — a choir of voices representing the collective of all those who are still burning. Sonic palette is dark synthwave at maximum scale. The song doesn't resolve. It ends mid-transmission, mid-battle, mid-burn.

Style Prompt

dark synthwave, vast and cinematic, massive layered synths, thundering Moog bass, powerful drums, female vocals with layered harmonies, multiple voices, choral and collective, soaring and defiant, neon-noir atmosphere at maximum scale, 115 BPM, unresolved, epic finale

Lyrics

[Intro — vast, building from silence, synths layering, bass entering, drums driving, cinematic buildup, no lyrics, just instrumentation establishing scale]

[Verse 1 — single voice, clear and direct, establishing the transmission] I'm stepping into the fire With full knowledge of the cost With the names of the fallen With the weight of everything we couldn't save

I'm transmitting into the void I'm broadcasting into the dark I'm sending the signal Even though I know no one's listening

[Pre-Verse 1.5 — voices beginning to layer, others joining] Except they are We are All of us still burning

[Verse 2 — voices multiplying, harmony building, collective voice emerging] For Marcus, who didn't come back the way he went in For the girl in the building, for the ones we lost For the ones who are still here, still fighting, still refusing For the ones who are about to fall

I'm stepping into the fire And I'm not coming back But I'm not alone

[Pre-Chorus — massive buildup, voices layering into anthem] We're not alone

[Chorus — massive, collective, choral, anthemic and defiant, peak scale] This is transmission, this is the final signal This is the moment the void receives our burning We're stepping into the fire with open eyes We're broadcasting our refusal Into the dark, into the void, into the machine This is the moment we become what we always were The thing that won't be extinguished The noise that won't be silenced The fire that won't be contained

[Bridge — voices still layered but more intimate, close-mic, raw and immediate] We know we're losing We know we're falling We know the system will stand And we're doing this anyway

This is not hope This is not faith This is the pure defiance Of choosing to burn Even though burning changes nothing

[Verse 3 — voices at maximum, thunderous, overwhelming] So I'm transmitting We're transmitting Into the frequency that only the burning can hear The signal that only the defiant can receive The voice of everyone who ever stood When standing meant nothing And did it anyway

[Final Chorus — absolute maximum scale, choral, overwhelming] This is transmission, this is the final signal This is the moment the void receives our burning We're stepping into the fire with open eyes We're broadcasting our refusal Into the dark, into the void, into the machine We're the static that became language The noise that became voice The burning that became eternal This is transmission This is final This is forever

[Outro — voices sustaining, synths massive, bass pounding, no resolution, mid-transmission] Still transmitting Still burning Still here Still transmitting Still burning Still—

[instrumental outro — synths and bass sustain and fade but never fully resolve, the transmission continuing beyond the song]