A low horizon trembles in the dark
Air thick with a buried spark
Footsteps echo in a hollow frame
No one here to name
Concrete sky above my head
Silver wires glow blood red
Breathing in the engine’s sigh
Watching satellites drift by
Voice like smoke across the steel
Nothing lost and nothing real
Every second stretched and thin
Pressure crawling under skin
Feel it bending the ground
Hear the seismic sound
Under the weight of the world below
Sub-bass rolling slow
Hearts align with the undertow
No release, just undertone
Floodlights cut a narrow line
Through the architecture of the mind
Data storms begin to rise
Reflected in unblinking eyes
Measured steps in coded time
Every fault line by design
Silence hanging like a blade
In the shadow we are made
Tension in the wire
Coiled like a fire
Ribs vibrate to the undertow
No escape from undertone
Ahh ahh ahh
Gravity pulls tighter
Darkness growing wider
Low frequencies collide
There is nowhere left to hide
Thud...
Bones resound in undertow
We become the undertone
Pressure never truly fades
It waits beneath the waves