POWERED BY BLOOD (Industrial Metal × Cyber-Gothic Doom - AI) скачать в хорошем качестве

POWERED BY BLOOD (Industrial Metal × Cyber-Gothic Doom - AI)

Text, image and song are all AI generated and edited by me. Lyrics: Steel remembers. Circuits pray. I was ancient Before your suns learned how to burn. I watched empires breathe in dust. I drank from kings. I drank from gods. Now I descend Into the chrome cathedral. I traded bone for titanium scripture Veins for braided wire Heartbeat for oscillation Breath for electric fire The flesh was fragile prophecy The machine is perfect law Yet somewhere in the algorithm I still recall the flaw The warmth. The tremor. The crimson vow. You call this evolution. You call this ascension. But what is immortality Without hunger? I AM POWERED BY BLOOD Even in chrome I crave it Powered by blood In circuits I can taste it Ancient hunger in a digital flood You can’t delete what I am made of I am powered by blood And the machine cannot replace it. They crowned me in fiber optics Gave me a throne of glass and code Uploaded my dominion Into a city that never grows old Neon spires like frozen arteries Skyscrapers pierce the night But no server room can replicate The poetry of a mortal’s fright I was worshipped in shadows. Now I am archived in light. What is blood? Is it merely iron and salt? Or is it memory in liquid form? The echo of ancestors Flowing through fragile storms? Machines endure. They do not yearn. And without yearning There is no will to burn. You replaced your pulse with progress. You sterilized the sacred wound. You call it freedom from decay— I call it exile from the wound. I descended into the engine To conquer entropy But found perfection Is a colder tyranny. I AM POWERED BY BLOOD Underneath the plating I am Powered by blood Eternally awaiting A single drop to override This antiseptic paradise I am powered by blood And hunger is my final pride. Thum. Thum. Thum. Synthetic heart, imitate. But you cannot ache. I am the bridge between eras— Fang behind the firewall. Ancient beast in exoskeleton Watching empires fall. You sought to become gods of steel. I became your ghost in the drive. For even in perfected systems It is the wound that keeps us alive. POWERED BY BLOOD Through every generation Powered by blood Beyond augmentation When all your circuits turn to dust You will remember why you must Be powered by blood— Or cease to feel at all. Steel remembers. Circuits pray. And deep inside the chrome Something ancient Still thirsts.