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In the silence between morality and chaos lies a force that does not negotiate with innocence or guilt—it defines them. The world sleeps under illusions of law and order, blind to the fractures that spread beneath. Yet when those fractures deepen and the voices of the broken go unheard, a darker justice awakens. It thrives in shadows, not to protect what is pure, but to ensure corruption is forced to taste its own poison.
This narrative is not about heroes, nor saviors, but about consequence. Every cruelty sown ripens into a harvest, and every unpunished act becomes a debt waiting to be collected. The air thickens with static, the walls whisper, and the guilty learn that their sins are not forgotten—they are magnified. What was hidden becomes weaponized, what was denied becomes undeniable, and what was safe becomes a cage of their own design.
The cycle is not balance, it is retaliation. A language of fire, blood, and noise that translates into a reckoning no court could write. Here, fear itself is currency, traded back against those who once thrived on the weakness of others. This is not justice to soothe the masses—it is punishment for those who believed themselves untouchable. In that crucible, victims become specters, and silence becomes a weapon sharper than any blade.
Yet at its heart, it is a reminder. A reminder that even evil has its own standards, and those who sink lower than that abyss will find themselves devoured by it. In a world where conscience is ignored, consequence becomes inevitable. It does not rest, it does not forgive, and it does not forget. When the screen flickers and the signal distorts, the truth emerges: the reckoning has arrived, and there is no escape.
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
We are your conscience…
We are consequence.
No mask can hide the rot within,
The signal cuts — the hunt begins.
[Verse 1]
I wear the silence that stalks your veins,
Eyes of ember, your guilt in chains.
The courts were blind, the law too slow,
So I became the sentence you’ll never outgrow.
[Pre-Chorus]
Every cry you carved into another,
Now bleeds back, magnified like thunder.
Every scar you etched on fragile skin,
Is a blade in my hand, and I’ll drive it in.
[Chorus 1]
I am the Watcher, the chaos, the flame,
Blood is the language, and vengeance the name.
No savior, no hero, no mercy I show,
Your secrets are chains, and I make them choke.
[Verse 2]
I’ve sung the dirge of the broken girl,
Watched a child set alight by a crueler world.
I carry their voices inside my chest,
Their pain is the fuel, their ghosts won’t rest.
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t beg the angels, they turned away,
The devils are patient — I make them stay.
Anonymous hides in ideals that decay,
But I bring the storm, and I’ll make you pay.
[Chorus 2]
I am the Watcher, the verdict, the end,
Chaos delivered, the rules I bend.
The moths to your fire, relentless, I come,
Your conscience incarnate — I beat the drum.
[Instrumental Break]
[Machine-gun percussion, glitch distortion, heavy guitar riff. A faint hum emerges, then twists into static.]
[Interlude]
For the child in the fire,
For the girl left to bleed,
For the silenced forgotten,
I am the wolf they need.
Even evil has standards. But you… you have none.
[Bridge]
Not savior — I am scar,
Mercenary justice, avatar.
Sleep well, world, while I descend,
I’ll tear your monsters until they bend.
[Scream through distortion:]
ANONYMOUS! You stole my prey —
But vengeance delayed is a debt I’ll repay!
[Chorus 3]
I am the Watcher, the nightmare awake,
Your conscience incarnate, the end that you make.
The moths to your fire, relentless, I come,
When justice falls silent — I beat the drum.
[Outro]
I am watching. Always.
[Final slam, static burst — silence.]
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