Midnight shadows prowl.
Whiskers twitch no sound.
In the moon they gather,
Silent paws abound.

Feline eyes are keen.
Jewels they seek unseen.
Through the night they creep,
Sinister and sleek.

Cats on a mission,
Silent ambition.
Heist under the moon,
Stealth is their tune.

Through the vents they slide,
With their tails as guides.
Partners in the crime,
Not a waste of time.

On the rooftops high,
Under starlit sky.
Shadows blend in dark.
Perfect feline art.

Hear the whispers,
Feel the tension.
Perfect crime.
New dimension.

Feline eyes are keen.
Jewels they seek unseen.
Through the night they creep,
Sinister and sleek.

Cats on a mission,
Silent ambition.
Heist under the moon,
Stealth is their tune.

Through the vents they slide,
With their tails as guides.
Partners in the crime,
Not a waste of time.

On the rooftops high,
Under starlit sky.
Shadows blend in dark.
Perfect feline art.

Hear the whispers,
Feel the tension.
Perfect crime.
New dimension.

Paws in the Shadows

We see, we want, we chase, we take, we want it...
We watch, we hate, we drown in fake.
Never enough, we crave their throne,
Want what they got, but lose our own.

They shine, we stare, we reach, we climb,
We need to have it, don’t matter the price.
They flaunt, we fall, they win, we break,
We build ourselves in what they create.
Their cars, their clothes, their house, their name,
If we ain’t on top, we’re drowning in shame.
Not about need, not about worth,
We just want more than the rest of the Earth.

Jealous eyes, empty hands,
Tear it down, take their plans.
What they have, we must own,
If we can’t, burn the throne.

We are envy, we are spite,
We want more, we dim their light.
Not to rise, but watch them fall,
If we can't have it, take it all.

Billboards scream, neon lies,
Telling us we’re nothing if we don’t buy.
Sold our worth for a name on our chest,
Built our grave just to flex on the rest.
Skyscrapers rise, forests collapse,
Plastic oceans, smoke in the glass.
We watch their wealth, we grind, we bleed,
Hollow inside, but we still proceed.

We don’t want joy, we don’t want peace,
We want to kill what we can’t be.
Burn the stars, black the sun,
If we ain’t shining, then there’s none.

We built empires just to compare,
Tore them down ‘cause "it wasn’t fair."
Took what they had, left nothing to show,
And envy still whispers, “There’s more to go.”
We watch, we chase, we break, we burn,
But never learn.

Jealous eyes, empty hands,
Tear it down, take their plans.
What they have, we must own,
If we can’t, burn the throne.

We are envy, we are spite,
We want more, we dim their light.
Not to rise, but watch them fall,
If we can't have it, take it all.

Nothing’s enough, we crave, we consume,
We stretch our hands…
Till the world is doomed.

ENVY

Another war, another check…
Another grave, no regrets.
They don't want peace, they just want a threat.

Blood for the dollar, bodies for gain,
They print more weapons, then light up the flames.
Every bomb dropped got a sponsor behind,
War is a business, and peace is a crime.
They fuel the rage, they set the stage,
They hand us guns, then lock the cage.
Tell us who's right, tell us who's wrong,
Give us a villain, then drop the bomb.

We fight, we kill, we bleed, we burn,
While they cash out, they take their turn.
History books just rinse and repeat,
New flag, same war, same concrete.

Trigger happy gods, sittin’ in thrones,
Watchin’ the world turn cities to bones.
Bullets rain down, profits explode,
Mankind’s wrath, the end unfolds.

Kids hold rifles, born in the fight,
CEOs laugh at the cost of life.
Send ‘em to die for a flag they don't own,
While the kings sit safe on a warzone throne.
Propaganda scripts, tell ‘em what to hate,
Put it on the news, let the cycle inflate.
Soldiers ain’t people, just pawns on the board,
War ain’t a struggle, it’s the price of the sword.

Peace don’t sell, so they raise the stakes,
Build more tanks, make more graves.
If death makes money, why call a truce?
They ain't stoppin’ till there's nothin’ left to use.

Drones in the sky, bodies in sand,
Pushin’ the button with blood on their hands.
They say it's freedom, they say it's right,
But war got sponsors, and they paid for the fight.
Another oil field, another excuse,
Another pipeline drippin’ in abuse.
Guns in the schools, bombs in the streets,
Tell me again how we fight for peace.

We fight, we kill, we bleed, we burn,
While they cash out, they take their turn.
History books just rinse and repeat,
New flag, same war, same concrete.

Trigger happy gods, sittin’ in thrones,
Watchin’ the world turn cities to bones.
Bullets rain down, profits explode,
Mankind’s wrath, the end unfolds.

Ash in the sky, dust in my lungs,
Echoes of screams still sung by the guns.
Statues crumble, flags burn slow,
History fades, but the cycle won't go.
No more winners, no more kings,
Just hollow ruins where sirens ring.
One last shot, one last breath...
And silence reigns when no one left.

WRATH

We built towers, we split seas,
We rewrite fate, we play king.
Made the rules, changed the game,
Who needs gods when we own the flame?

Concrete thrones, cities rise,
Steel and glass cut through the skies.
Man-made gods with digital crowns,
Data runs deeper than roots in the ground.
Weapons hum, drones take flight,
One click, and the world ignites.
We don’t kneel, we don’t pray,
We make the rules, then burn them away.

We play with fire, we dance with death,
One wrong move, ain't nothing left.
They warned us once, we laughed, we lied,
Said we'd never fall… now watch us die.

God complex, towers fall,
We built the world, then took it all.
Skies turn black, oceans dry,
We fed our pride, now watch us die.

We own the land, we claim the seas,
Patent the air, trademark the trees.
Make more bombs, sell more guns,
Profit rise with each war begun.
Nothing sacred, nothing real,
All for power, all for deals.
Red buttons glow like halos bright,
Fingers twitch and end the night.

Statues crumble, gold turns rust,
Kingdoms drown in oil and dust.
Pride made gods, pride made slaves,
Now pride just makes mass graves.

The ice caps melt, the forests fade,
The ground we own becomes our grave.
The kings stay blind, they watch, they laugh,
While the world turns ash in the aftermath.
We played the gods, we wrote the script,
Now the credits roll, and the sun is eclipsed.

We play with fire, we dance with death,
One wrong move, ain't nothing left.
They warned us once, we laughed, we lied,
Said we'd never fall… now watch us die.

God complex, towers fall,
We built the world, then took it all.
Skies turn black, oceans dry,
We fed our pride, now watch us die.

No more rulers, no more reign,
No more voices call my name.
We were kings, we were divine,
But now there’s nothing…
Not even time.

PRIDE

Silicone lips, hologram hips,
They sold you a fantasy, now you can't quit.
Lust ain't love, but they make it fit...
Another quick fix… another click…

Neon lights flash, another body on the screen,
They sellin’ skin like products in a corporate machine.
Swipe left, swipe right, flesh ain't even real,
Silicone lips, but the hunger they feel.
Your love got a price tag, check the receipt,
Red light districts turn digital streets.
Bodies for hire, hearts on display,
Another transaction, just tap and pay.

We don’t chase love, we chase design,
Filtered faces, love's been refined.
Touch don’t matter, just press rewind,
Pleasure’s a drug, and we all stay blind.

Plastic love, empty touch,
Lust gon’ burn when the world erupts.
Programmed hearts, shallow trust,
Another quick fix, but it's never enough.

AI dolls, human touch replaced,
Love's just pixels, no real embrace.
Your DMs full, but your bed stays cold,
Another body seen, but no soul to hold.
They push the fantasy, sellin’ the need,
Turnin’ affection to digital greed.
Flesh ain't enough, so they modify more,
Now they got bots, takin' the floor.

Where’s the love when it's all for show?
Where’s the touch when the hearts stay closed?
Where’s the passion in this perfect pose?
You got what you wanted, but now you’re alone.

Designer bodies, fake desire,
Photoshopped curves, lips on fire.
Torn-up hearts, throw 'em away,
Next one’s waitin’, just press play.
Soft-core ads on the billboard scene,
They package flesh like a brand-new dream.
Click to consume, click to obey,
You ain't makin’ love, you just pressin' “pay.”

We don’t chase love, we chase design,
Filtered faces, love's been refined.
Touch don’t matter, just press rewind,
Pleasure’s a drug, and we all stay blind.

Plastic love, empty touch,
Lust gon’ burn when the world erupts.
Programmed hearts, shallow trust,
Another quick fix, but it's never enough.

Man-made love, man-made pain,
We bought desire, but it don't feel the same.
Another night, another face,
But deep inside…
Still an empty space.

LUST

Yeah, yeah… we trade lives for digits,
Sellin’ futures, leavin’ nothin’ but wreckage.
Gold chains rust, money burns…
But they never learn.

Blood diamonds drippin’, necks wrapped in ice,
Kids in the mines, but you don’t check the price.
Millionaires laughin’, champagne in hand,
While the world burns down, supply and demand.
Corporate kings feast, stock markets rise,
But the poor still drown in the CEO’s lies.
Big banks play, economies fall,
The rich get richer while the workers crawl.

Stackin’ up dollars but losin’ their souls,
Bought all the power but outta control.
Paper means nothin’ when nothin’ remains,
But still, they keep playin’ this money-made game.

Gold chains, rusted souls,
Everything's bought, everybody's sold.
Greed feeds the flames, watch it unfold,
Empires rise, then crumble in gold.

Buy up the land, poison the lakes,
Sellin’ us food that was grown in the waste.
Trillions in vaults, people in debt,
Yet they still push credit, keep chokin’ your neck.
They got yachts,
They got space,
They got bunkers, 
leavin’ Earth as a waste.
Capital gods, watchin’ the fight,
Turnin’ this planet to ash overnight.

You want more, you need more,
You kill for, you steal for
Tell me, what’s the endgame?
You can’t buy time, 
Can’t buy peace,
Can’t buy love, 
Just locked in greed.

Corporate kings feast, stock markets rise,
But the poor still drown in the CEO’s lies.
Big banks play, economies fall,
The rich get richer while the workers crawl.

Stackin’ up dollars but losin’ their souls,
Bought all the power but outta control.
Paper means nothin’ when nothin’ remains,
But still, they keep playin’ this money-made game.

Gold chains, rusted souls,
Everything's bought, everybody's sold.
Greed feeds the flames, watch it unfold,
Empires rise, then crumble in gold.

And when the banks all crash, when the markets die,
When the paper turns dust, will they wonder why?
(Will they wonder why?)
(They crumble in gold...)

GREED

Eat the world, eat it whole,
Till there's nothin' left but an empty soul.

Fast food, trash piles, rivers run thick,
Oil spills dressin’ up the meal real slick.
They sell you poison, you eat with a smile,
Fillin’ your stomach, but dead all the while.
Plastic in the ocean, fish go blind,
But profits stay fat while the hunger climbs.
Food waste high while the poor still beg,
We take more than we need till there’s nothin’ left.

We fed the beast, now the beast takes hold,
We drained the Earth, left it empty and cold.

Eat the world, eat it whole,
Gluttony reigns, lost control.
Stuff your face, let the toxins roll,
Till we choke on our own payroll.

Supermarkets stock, people still starve,
Third world kids get the scraps from the sharks.
Overfed nations, wasted supply,
One side gorges while the other side dies.
Got meat from the lab, drinks with no fruit,
Chemicals mixed in a sugarcoat suit.
Overindulgence, dopamine hits,
Hooked on addiction, we drown in it.

More, more, more, till the plates all break,
More, more, more, till there’s no escape.
More, more, more, till the Earth screams “STOP!”
But by then, man, we already dropped.

We fed the beast, now the beast takes hold,
We drained the Earth, left it empty and cold.

Eat the world, eat it whole,
Gluttony reigns, lost control.
Stuff your face, let the toxins roll,
Till we choke on our own payroll.

No more crops, no more seas,
Just dust and bones where the forests used to be.
We chewed through the earth, spit out the core,
Now we’re starving… but there ain’t no more.

GLUTTONY

Eyes half-closed, world on mute,
Scrollin’ through the days, never pressin’ "do".
No dreams, no drive, just echoes and screens,
Another day lost in the in-between.

Woke up late, mind still numb,
Sunlight fades while I stare at my thumbs.
Another notification, another distraction,
Another dream buried under inaction.
Clock keeps movin’, but I stay still,
Promised myself I’d change, but never will.
Couch got my shape, bed got my soul,
A body alive, but a heart gone cold.

We wait, we fade, we drift away,
Another lost minute, another lost day.
The world keeps turnin’, we don’t engage,
Just passengers trapped in a digital cage.

Sleepwalk society, wastin' away,
Livin’ on autopilot, losin' the days.
Dreams turn to dust, time won’t rewind,
Dyin’ on the inside, but nobody minds.

Hands on the clock keep slippin’ through,
But we just sit, let the hours consume.
Mind full of goals we ain't tryna reach,
Life's a lesson, but we don’t wanna teach.
Comfort's a curse, it’s soft like chains,
Holdin' us down while we rot in place.
World’s on fire, but we don’t react,
Somewhere deep down, we know that’s a fact.

"Tomorrow"’s the word we keep on sayin’,
While our ambitions keep decayin’.
Plans we made, but never tried,
Still waitin’ on a spark that already died.

The screen our temple, the feed our god,
Hands stay idle, mind feels clogged.
Fingers scroll, dopamine feeds,
A thousand dreams, but none succeed.
We sit, we sink, we let it slide,
Too tired to live, too numb to try.

We wait, we fade, we drift away,
Another lost minute, another lost day.
The world keeps turnin’, we don’t engage,
Just passengers trapped in a digital cage.

Sleepwalk society, wastin' away,
Livin’ on autopilot, losin' the days.
Dreams turn to dust, time won’t rewind,
Dyin’ on the inside, but nobody minds.

Close our eyes, drift again,
Say we'll change, but don’t know when.
World moves on, we stay behind,
Buried alive… inside our mind.

SLOTH


Plug in, load up, neon skies,
Fake-ass smiles, plastic eyes.
Avatars flexin', but they're all broke,
Drama queens with a voice mod choke.

Welcome to VRC, where egos burn,
Glitchin’ out, but they never learn.
Digital gods with a god complex,
Talk big shit, but they soft in text.

Virtual venom, pixel war,
Keyboard killers keep the score.
Gloves come off in cyberspace,
But log off—gone without a trace.

Club lights flicker, heartbeats sync,
Synthetic highs, pretend to think.
Whispers spread like virus code,
Fake betrayals, scripted loads.

Welcome to VRC, where egos burn,
Glitchin’ out, but they never learn.
Digital gods with a god complex,
Talk big shit, but they soft in text.

Virtual venom, pixel war,
Keyboard killers keep the score.
Gloves come off in cyberspace,
But log off—gone without a trace.

AI ghosts, they haunt the feed,
Toxic love in a dopamine speed.
Echo chambers, empty threats,
Delete me now, or you’ll regret.

Bassline drops, reality bends,
Who’s your friend? Who just pretends?
One more fight, one more lie,
One more reason to say goodbye.

Fade to black, connection lost,
Was it real, or was it gloss?
Another world, another name,
Another cycle, same old game.

(AI ghosts, they haunt the feed,
Toxic love in a dopamine speed.
Echo chambers, empty threats,
Delete me now, or you’ll regret.)

My dear, I apologize.
The storm clouds have me petrified.
I'm just a satellite. (A satellite)

Lately, I've been wondering
If you're only lingering,
And I was just a game you liked to play. (Was I just a game?)

You're breaking down,
And I can't tune in.
You're reaching out,
But the signal's thin.
Hold on tight,
Don’t let go just yet...

Because every time I say
I think we're better off this way,
You tell me how you need me in your life.
Then it happens every time.

Just like the clock on the wall,
You tell me how you hate me,
Only to call me back to say you're sorry. (Every time)

You're the bird, I'm the wire.
I see you hanging from my fire,
But I wonder when you'll fly away... (Fly away)

You're breaking down,
And I can't tune in.
You're reaching out,
But the signal's thin.
Hold on tight,
Don’t let go just yet...

Because every time I say
I think we're better off this way,
You tell me how you need me in your life.
Then it happens every time.

You wanted more than I could give,
But I’ve got miles left just to live.
You chase a dream I never made. (I'm not that dream)

And I know this has been a little rough,
And I know it has been hard enough.
But maybe we were meant to bend, not break...
Or maybe we both need to walk away.

Because every time I say
I think we're better off this way,
You tell me how you need me in your life.
Then it happens every time.

Because every time I say
I think we're better off this way,
You tell me how you need me in your life.
Then it happens every time... (Every time...)

Satellite

Just a 26yo italian weeb, making music they like...

Paws in the Shadows

ENDs_xMike

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