Just Drums, No God

feel it in your chest…

don’t fight it…

let it in…

No gods…

No kings…

Just drums…

MOVE.

DRUM! — hit it

BLOOD! — feel it

BASS! — kill it

MOVE! — MOVE!

Primal, I’m wired to violence, alive in the heart of the silence

Tribal alignment, I’m vibin’, the rhythm is writin’ the science

Animal breathin’, the pulse of the beat got me locked in a riot

Every syllable lethal, I’m breakin’ the people, no way to deny it

Venomous patterns, I’m stackin’ the cadence and crackin’ the static

Hyper-reactive, I’m back with the madness, the language is jagged

Cut through the canvas, I damage the planet, the panic is automatic

You don’t control it—your body is foldin’, the moment is savage

Stomp—

when the ground call back

Breathe—

let the sound attack

No—

you don’t think no more

Drum—

got your mind off track

We don’t speak—

we just move

We don’t think—

we consume

NO GODS! — just drums

NO GODS! — we become

NO GODS! — only one

HEART! — HEART! — HEART!

Adrenaline rushin’, I’m crushin’ the structure, destruction in clusters

Percussion eruptions, I’m cuttin’ through nothing, the function is thunder

No interruption, I’m locked in the rhythm, a visceral system collision

You feel it? It’s hittin’ your spirit, the minute it’s in you, you’re driven

I’m shiftin’ the tempo, momentum is mental, I’m bendin’ the threshold of pressure

The center is gone and the instinct is on, now the chaos is all that can measure

No method, no mercy, the energy surgin’, emergin’, I’m deep in the sector

You step in the circle, you’re part of the ritual, there is no way to exit

Triplet burst:

Hit it / split it / rip it / get it /

Never let it settle when the rhythm wanna dead it /

Body go kinetic when the pressure get injected /

Everybody move when the drum get directive

You feel that?

That’s not music…

That’s you.

DRUM! DRUM! DRUM! DRUM!

WE! BECOME! ONE!

BOOM.