Verse 1
We lit the match in Salem, buried daughters for a storm,
Hung the truth from crooked branches, swore the ghost was just the norm.
Built our churches on the bones, called the screams a sacred sound,
Left the haunted rooms wide open, let the devils gather round.
Evil wears our Sunday best now, hides in suburbs, grins in ties,
And the house still creaks with secrets every time the preacher lies.
We made monsters out of echoes, we made profits out of pain,
Now the shadows in the rafters whisper murder in our name.
We were always keeping open house for every kind of haunt,
Feeding myths instead of mercy, naming demons what we want.
Verse 2
Then we paved it, named it progress, bought a future off the shelf,
Told the homeless they were lazy, told the sick to help themselves.
Pulled the ladder up in silence, let the workers drown in debt,
While the suits rewrote the narrative and never broke a sweat.
Sold our privacy in pieces, trained the cops like gods of war,
Let the richest write the systems, then pretend we weren’t the whore.
We rebooted with corruption, called it freedom, called it smart,
But the firmware’s full of hatred and the code was broke from start.
This ain’t progress, it’s a glitch-just Reboot: Humanity with rot,
A new machine with rusted wires, and mercy long forgot.
Chorus
It’s been a long time coming,
This collapse in perfect tune-
From the gallows to the servers,
From the pulpit to the moon.
Every lie we left unspoken,
Every scream we paved in stone,
Was a warning carved in silence
That we chose to face alone.
Verse 3
Then the sky cracked like a mirror, and the four rode in with pride-
One brought plague, one brought fire, two just smiled as millions died.
We dressed wrath up like ambition, made lust a market share,
Called envy “motivation” and let gluttony eat the air.
Avarice became a virtue, sloth a trending mental state,
While the devil sat in Congress casting ballots made of hate.
We crowned fear and danced in ash, drank denial in red wine,
While the world split like a ribcage under prophecy and time.
It’s the End of the World, and we’re clapping-front row at the fall,
Posting memes while horsemen gallop, grinning dumb beneath it all.
Verse 4
We watched cities drown on TikTok, saw the fires from a drone,
Read the death toll on a sidebar while we scrolled our way alone.
Schoolkids bleeding into headlines, oceans choking on our sin,
We shrugged it off as weather while the flood crept further in.
Every promise broke in sequence-justice, shelter, breath, and trust,
Now the streets are filled with orphans who were born from all of us.
This ain’t tragedy-it’s blueprint, this ain’t storm-it’s what we built,
We set fire to the future and we wrapped it up in guilt.
In the ashes of our choices, every bone and brick remains-
Tombstones carved from modern failures, soaking up the acid rains.
Bridge
Now the screens show static prophets, selling dopamine as hope,
While the echoes chant predictions that we’re too dumb to decode.
“Just a glitch,” we told the children, “just a phase,” we told the earth,
But the ghosts are keeping score now, and they know exactly what we’re worth.
There’s no fix, no fucking patch note, no more gods behind the screen-
Just a countdown carved in ash and algorithms gone obscene.
It’s Static and Mirrors now, just noise and pretty lies-
Where the signal’s laced with poison and the truth wears thin disguise.
Chorus
Kill the signal, smash the towers,
Pull the plug and salt the ground.
Nothing sacred, nothing honest-
Just the echo of the drowned.
Truth is slaughtered on a livestream,
Framed in filters, fed to mobs,
While we pray to tech’s apostles
As they finish off the job.
Outro
This is consequence, not chaos.
This is harvest, not surprise.
This is what we earned in silence
While we swallowed all the lies.
It’s been a long time coming,
This unraveling, this fall-
We didn’t trip-we jumped together,
And we laughed through it all.