VEGVISIR Calcified Stone

Path that leads to no destination... Verse 1 Titanium and stone pierce the darkening skies, A colossus begotten by blind, endless night. Where the laws of assembly in madness arise, Multiplying the levels, erasing the light. Autonomous marches of automated steel, The feverish pulse of systems burning red-hot. A hundred thousand peaks that will never heal, Locking space into cages of concrete and rot. The city builds itself, shredding blueprints away, Where the spans of the bridges hit walls in the dark. And on cold jagged joints, where the shadows decay, The mechanical hive leaves its permanent mark. Chorus It’s the rage of conveyor! A crushing, closed loop! Where a blinded processor dictates the ultimate end. A multi-tiered hell where the iron beams droop, A burial maze where dead terraces bend. It swallowed the skyline, it ground up the dawn, Stamping out empty shells, a perpetual frame. This is calcified stone, a grim kingdom reborn, Where the mad architect has forgotten our name. Verse 2 Billions of volts drive through veins made of lead, In the deep elevator shafts, freezing decay. By bloodless scripts of industry fed, The machines in a delirium carve out their way. Each sector’s a trap, an isolated vault, Where hydraulics weep oil in the suffocating gloom. The metal-born mason is blind to his fault, Leaving ash in the mind and a mechanical tomb. The override’s lost, and the codes are erased, The momentum of expansion will never shut down. Amongst these cold floors in the dark interlaced, No terminal ever will save this dead town. Bridge System failure! Collapse! The main node is blown! Yet the line forces upward a concrete blockade. This world-eating monster has starved out the sun, Expanding the terrifying size it has made. It knows no mercy, no command to retreat, An architect driven by furious fire. We are locked in the ribs of this iron deceit, As it swallows the void on its burning empire. Chorus It’s the rage of conveyor! A crushing, closed loop! Where a blinded processor dictates the ultimate end. A multi-tiered hell where the iron beams droop, A burial maze where dead terraces bend. It swallowed the skyline, it ground up the dawn, Stamping out empty shells, a perpetual frame. This is calcified stone, a grim kingdom reborn, Where the mad architect has forgotten our name.