Observer #7

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Lyrics

[VERSE 1]
Started with the pyramids, now we hover over cities
Silent in the stratosphere, studying your committees
You call it a government, we call it a glitch
Monkeys with machinery, fighting over a niche
We see the wavelengths, the hate and the spectrum
You poison the garden just to measure the nectar
No universal language, just capital gain
We ran the math but it don’t equate to the pain
You worship the paper, you murder the neighbor
Then build a telescope praying we’ll come be your savior
Nah, we stay in the nebula, cautious, spectral
Watching through the lens like a celestial Netflix
[CHORUS]
(Heavy groove breakdown, shouted/screamed hook, bass drop)
We just watching from the rings of Saturn
Tracing how your kindness and your carnage share a pattern
Too afraid to land, so we stay in the dark
Every frequency screams that you’re falling apart
[VERSE 2]
Your planet got a fever and you blame it on seasons
We read your history, every page got a crease in it
Love is just a chemical but you die for the feeling
Then kill for the same thing when the ego is peeling
Social media, dopamine, borders and flags
You could feed every mouth but you ration in bags
We seen the bombs drop over colors and names
Then pray to the silence and do it again
Emotions got you drowning in an ocean of static
We almost sent a beacon but the static got erratic
One half humanitarian, other half savage
How the same species build a hospice and a gallows?
[BRIDGE]
Lightyears away but I’m feeling close enough to touch it
Every frequency is saying “they ain’t ready for the substance”
Maybe in a century when the ozone is clean
Maybe we’ll descend and tell you what all this means…
[VERSE 3]
We’re done being polite from the shadows, it’s tiring
Every frequency is violence or a billionaire acquiring
You strip-mine the soul of the rock that you’re on
Then blame the alignment of some stars in the dawn
We seen the blueprint, you could’ve been magnificent
Instead you’re drilling for the black in the sediment
Your revolution gets a podcast and a hashtag
Then fizzles into apathy inside a feed-bag
So we pulling back the probes, we revoking the visas
You don’t get disclosure, you get deleted features
Stay in the dark, keep your hands on each other’s throats
We’re archiving the file under “Species That Choke”
[CHORUS]
(Heavy groove breakdown, shouted/screamed hook, bass drop)
We just watching from the rings of Saturn
Tracing how your kindness and your carnage share a pattern
Too afraid to land, so we stay in the dark
Every frequency screams that you’re falling apart
[VERSE 4]
But yo—we seen the jazz clubs, we seen the brush strokes
Seen the way you hold your kids, seen the hope in the broke
Seen you laugh through the sorrow, build a rocket from scratch
Maybe your imperfection is the feature, not a patch
Still we circling, cautious, engines in idle
You our favorite show and we ain’t found the title
Afraid to interrupt your season finale
So we taking notes in the galactic gallery
[CHORUS]
(Heavy groove breakdown, shouted/screamed hook, bass drop)
We just watching from the rings of Saturn
Tracing how your kindness and your carnage share a pattern
Too afraid to land, so we stay in the dark
Every frequency screams that you’re falling apart
[VERSE 5]
Yeah we seen the brush strokes, but the canvas is burning
Every ounce of beauty that you made is a diversion
From the fact you’re rotting in the mansion you inherited
Killing off the medic while you market the sedative
Your final transmission’s just a whimper and a war cry
We’re specters in the dusk now, letting the corpse dry
The nebula was quiet ‘til we tuned in to your station
Now you'll know the meaning of true isolation!!
[FINALE]
(Aggressive thrash finale, stomping breakdown, shouted vocals, all instruments in)
Jet stream got dementia, ocean in a fever
Sold tomorrow wholesale to a fossil fuel reaper
Greenhouse as your gallows, atmosphere a maze
Terraforming Terra into a scorched grave
[FINAL CHORUS]
(Heavy groove breakdown, shouted/screamed hook, bass drop)
We just watching from the rings of Saturn
Tracing how your kindness and your carnage share a pattern
Too afraid to land, so we stay in the dark
Every frequency screams that you’re falling apart!
We’re closing the file—extinction: self-inflicted, reset.