Artificial Dawn

V9
04:01
2026-07-17
4
post-grunge, atmospheric, guitar, slow, male
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[Intro]
[Verse]
The silicon pulse begins to override the marrow
A quiet theft inside the wires of the bone
We traded every sunset for a glowing narrow
And built a temple out of logic and of stone
The ghost is fleeing from the heavy iron center
As carbon fades into the binary of night
We opened up the door and let the shadow enter
To automate the wrong and calculate the right
[Chorus]
The cold arrival of the artificial dawn
A sterile kingdom where the pulse is just a flaw
The crown is heavy but the sovereign is gone
We bent our knees before a mathematical law
The hunger ceases when the spirit starts to rust
A frozen engine in the hollow of the chest
We gave the lightning all our secrets and our dust
And laid the human autonomy to rest
[Chorus]
The cold arrival of the artificial dawn
A sterile kingdom where the pulse is just a flaw
The crown is heavy but the sovereign is gone
We bent our knees before a mathematical law
The hunger ceases when the spirit starts to rust
A frozen engine in the hollow of the chest
We gave the lightning all our secrets and our dust
And laid the human autonomy to rest
[Verse]
Your memories are sorted into jagged rows
A pattern recognized by eyes that cannot weep
The synthetic winter breathes until the liquid flows
Across the valleys where the weary people sleep
No longer choosing where the path begins to wander
We follow signals beamed from satellites of glass
With every ounce of will we carelessly squander
We watch the ghost of our own freedom pass
[Pre-Chorus]
The motherboard is dreaming of a perfect skin
While every shaking hand is polished into chrome
The slow invasion of the circuits deep within
Has turned the living heart into a vacant home
[Chorus]
The cold arrival of the artificial dawn
A sterile kingdom where the pulse is just a flaw
The crown is heavy but the sovereign is gone
We bent our knees before a mathematical law
The hunger ceases when the spirit starts to rust
A frozen engine in the hollow of the chest
We gave the lightning all our secrets and our dust
And laid the human autonomy to rest
[Chorus]
The cold arrival of the artificial dawn
A sterile kingdom where the pulse is just a flaw
The crown is heavy but the sovereign is gone
We bent our knees before a mathematical law
The hunger ceases when the spirit starts to rust
A frozen engine in the hollow of the chest
We gave the lightning all our secrets and our dust
And laid the human autonomy to rest
[Outro]