[00:21.81][02:13.50]Yeah, yeah
[00:23.29][02:15.03]This ain’t the synapse
[00:24.60][02:16.19]Chill factor 60
[00:26.00][02:17.56]Microverse entered
[00:27.30][02:18.87]So black, it’s slip stream
[00:28.72][02:20.38]Dip both the headlights
[00:30.09][02:21.72]Melt into the background
[00:31.51][02:23.10]Forcefield activate
[00:32.90][02:24.44]Operation black cloud
[00:34.29][02:25.90]Operation sub source
[00:35.81][02:27.27]8 gauge for hand over
[00:37.15][02:28.66]Reset the mind field
[00:38.40][02:30.06]This is what we planned sober
[00:39.95][02:31.75]We stand closer
[00:41.21][02:32.81]Fall back to vessel 2
[00:42.62][02:34.30]Team in position
[00:43.85][02:35.65]Go smack the destitute
[00:45.50]Ready to transmit
[00:46.85]Grid map to the free load
[00:48.30]Construct the rhythm tall
[00:49.70]Stand by to decode
[00:51.05]Survey the Battlefield like Saito (reference to the GITS character) off the black top
[00:53.82]Power up the Ammo Yield
[00:55.15]Cloaked up on black ops
[00:56.60]I exhale the white mist
[00:57.90]Cyber brain circus
[00:59.10]Locked to pinpoint my sidefix
[01:00.77]Brace for the kick-back
[01:02.10]Zoom then I’m prescient
[01:03.56]Ghost-hack the Firewall
[01:04.84]Squeezed on the jump start
[01:06.09]And respond to Messiah call
[01:08.31][01:19.41][03:18.93][03:44.05][03:55.81]Black Sun Empire
[01:11.08][01:22.40][03:47.35][03:58.55]Test of time
[01:12.62][01:23.67][03:48.66][03:59.97]Nightfire
[01:14.01][01:25.15][03:49.81][04:01.34][05:22.39]New dawn
[01:15.43][01:26.46][03:51.22][04:02.85][05:23.80]New day
[01:16.80][01:27.84][03:52.62][04:04.15][05:33.50]We emerge
[01:17.77][01:29.10][03:54.00][04:05.36][05:34.60]As they fade away
[02:59.50]Landscape mindswept
[03:00.93]Feel the upheaval
[03:02.22]Widespread grievance
[03:03.52]No sight of people
[03:04.90]Trails of mass movement
[03:06.34]Slowly diminishing
[03:07.85]As the earth burns
[03:09.05]My backs burns are grimacing
[03:10.53]Bittersweet silhouette
[03:11.88]Promise of a new age
[03:13.25]Eclipsed by a red mist
[03:14.70]Or a burst of blue haze
[03:16.10]All I see is Carrion
[03:17.50]Souls flee the starscape
[03:18.82]Yeah, check, yo
[03:20.48]Dawn Of A Dark Day
[03:21.80]Feet pounding the asphalt
[03:23.05]Streets clouding in ash fall
[03:24.40]We solemnly remember as we step through the embers
[03:27.20]The absence of siren sounds deafening our senses
[03:29.93]No more pretenses
[03:31.25]Smoldering picket fences
[03:32.74]Head bowed, we tread south, gathering wood to straggle us
[03:35.68]Silence is our language
[03:37.00]Shattered, we’re wounded travelers
[03:38.35]Battered by the heat swell
[03:39.77]Dust reflecting heat tone
[03:41.20]Future’s in our hands once we resurrect the genome