Текст песни
As twilight fades, the Trinity steps free—
Three gods hum creation’s cracked symphony
Graveyard of museums, dust to green decree—
Time turns relics into fields where wildflowers breathe
Right’s erased, left’s deleted, no debate
The track might skip, but the bass won’t break
We’ve sung enough—what’s next? Let it vibrate…
It rhymes with its own reflection, self-love on replay
Hey!
Ain’t no verse big enough for this soul’s confession
Hey!
Glitches in the matrix? Baby, that’s the question
Hey!
The loop’s too slick, the truth’s too thick—
It only rhymes with its own damn addiction
Old World’s villain storms in, fists raised high
Then drops his crown—“What’s the point? Let it die”
Dirt sprouts grass, then the namers say goodbye—
If labels fade, who’s left to ask why?
The meadow’s just a stage for roots to rise
The script? It writes itself in fractured skies
No encore here—just static lullabies…
A finale that hums forever in God’s eyes
Hey!
Ain’t no verse big enough for this soul’s confession
Hey!
Glitches in the matrix? Baby, that’s the question
Hey!
The loop’s too slick, the truth’s too thick—
It only rhymes with its own damn addiction
Hey!
Ain’t no verse big enough for this soul’s confession
Hey!
Glitches in the matrix? Baby, that’s the question
Hey!
The loop’s too slick, the truth’s too thick—
It only rhymes with its own damn addiction
Right’s erased, left’s deleted, let it ride
Tech glitch in the track, but we keep it bumpin’—
The beat’s too fire, the rest?
Ain’t nothin’
It rhymes with its own reflection…
