echo echo echo - AD CULVAIN (lyric)

 echo echo echo

They spit—click-flick—venom in volts shadow-limbed, half-hinged insults Their gospel’s static, glitchy bark Truth’s a shipwreck in the dark Tongue-spun tremors, spineless breeze no anchor, just teeth in the trees Noise folds time, turns bone to doubt a swarm of maybes spirals out Echoes echo—echo echo— in halls that hum no floor, no echo Gravity’s gone, logic’s a ghost scroll-fed lies with morning toast Fact-check’s flicker, no one knew— a phantom drifting through the queue Syntax slips, the frame unwinds Truth evaporates in real-time They dine on dread, on threadbare screams Stirring smoke into machine dreams Tales warp, repeat, degrade, obey a looping tape in slow decay Feed the feed—the fear, the need seeded greed in pixelled creed We drown in drip-fed narrative numbed to feel, too live to give Mirror-split prism-shard thoughtstorm rage refracts in geometric form Strobe the lies with ultraviolet Let truth spark riot in the quiet Hang the hush on scaffolded shame tear down the name, the aim, the frame Let light creep crooked through the cracks burn their scripts, no takebacks Echoes echo—echo echo— hollow halls and no place to go Ghosts in code, ghosts in news ghosts with teeth and golden shoes Truth’s a glitch, a lurch, a loop a pulse beneath the poison soup Cracks in sense, in sound, in law murmur real but never raw Now, stand—don’t—float the faultline fact-fragments, inked in salt brine We draw a line in shifting clay We speak the static into grey Let reason rise—unshaped, unsaid and haunt the place where lies were fed