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The melody lies, it sings to the blind

The string that shines betrays the mind

Guitars pretend with trembling light

But nothing moves in pitch so slight

The low end speaks in breathless weight

A buried god we desecrate

Bow to the sound beneath the floor

Feed the cult of the subsonic war

The forbidden tone is low and wide

It hums beneath where fears reside

No truth above, no light to show

The only god we trust is low

The truth is hidden in what you can't hear

The sacred tone lives down in fear



No harmony shall pass this wall

No soaring lead, no angel’s call

Just pulses deep that break the spine

A drone that swallows every line

Bow to the sound beneath the floor

Feed the cult of the subsonic war

The forbidden tone is low and wide

It hums beneath where fears reside

No truth above, no light to show

The only god we trust is low

Bow to the sound beneath the floor

Feed the cult of the subsonic war

The forbidden tone is low and wide

It hums beneath where fears reside

No truth above, no light to show

The only god we trust is low