ZAHAROV ARCHITECT - DISASTER

Feedback, bleed, tore out the speed,
You stay for the silence, I live in the need.
Crack the concrete, twist the rail, smash the screen,
Make the system fail.
No melody, just a wound that hums,
Punch the rhythm till the silence comes.
The future is a lie, I lose the clock,
You build your throne, I burn your block.
I am the faster, big number and disaster.
Breathe, breathe, breathe through the static,
Duck the imposter.
I am the freak, the only biggest master.