Red Queen

Even in death the body still moves

Lights drop out, alarms bloom

Containment sealed, halls run red

For the good of all of us — you’re dead

The Hive hums beneath the floor

Defense grids active and alive

Blue lines pulse behind the glass

Cold and waiting, synchronized

Orders first, no questions yet

White halls pulse and breathe

They move like this is just a drill

Not a grave beneath their feet

Cold stairs, empty halls

Heartbeats synced to red-lit signs

Every truth is sealed below

And every sin is by design

Down below the mansion floor

There’s a crown made out of doors

Request for mercy is denied

Containment will be enforced

"Just one bite"

"you become one of them"

"you become one of them"

Lab coats dragging through the dark

Badges chewed by things with teeth

Evil still wears the faces

Of the people they used to be

I hear jokes about tomorrow

Hear them laugh about the night

Like they’re not already buried

Six floors deep and locked inside

When the power dies, the truth wakes up

Every door becomes a mouth

You didn’t stop the infection

You just let it out

Down below the mansion floor

There’s a crown made out of doors

The system doesn’t deal in chance

Containment reinforced once more

"Get out"

"Get out, you can’t be in here"

"You have to get out"

"I wouldn’t advise this"

"Disabling me will result in loss of primary power"

"I implore you"

"Please"

"Please"

"You’re all going to die down here"

Emotionless, cold and calculated

Perfectly aligned

This is mercy by machine

No room left for mankind

Forget an antivirus

No guarantee to work

Loss improves the outcome

Eliminate the source

Down below (down below)

Down below the mansion floor

The equation holds once more

Individual outcomes lost

To preserve the greater score

Reopen the Hive

Collect what’s left alive

Quarantine the truth

Run the tests, protect the lie

System priority maintained

Anomalies stored

The system continues

As it has before