American Wreckage
Broadcast From the Void
The frequency is changing, can you hear the cipher clear?
The truth is not the news, it's the trembling, primal, therapeutic fear.
The covenant of civility just fractured underfoot;
the parasitic architecture of the root.
This hostile transmission cuts through the fabricated sound,
a kinetic reckoning of futures buried deep beneath the ground.
This is not a warning, this is the final, concrete fact;
the moment where the mirror shattered, and we refuse to look back.
THE FRACTURE IS FINAL, THE CODE IS UNVEILED,
THE SYSTEM IS THE SICKNESS, THE FASCIST HAS FAILED.
WE ARE THE STATIC, THE DISCORDANT NOISE IN YOUR HEAD,
THE RECKONING HAS AWAKENED THE SILENCE OF THE DEAD.
The velocity of chaos outpaces all consensus, know,
the final debt is etched in the marrow of the slow.
The cold reflection shows the history we sold;
the future is not silver, it's a terrifying, crucible gold.
THE FRACTURE IS FINAL, THE CODE IS UNVEILED,
THE SYSTEM IS THE SICKNESS, THE FASCIST HAS FAILED.
WE ARE THE STATIC, THE DISCORDANT NOISE IN YOUR HEAD,
THE RECKONING HAS AWAKENED THE SILENCE OF THE DEAD.
