Flick of the Wrist

Quarantine towers pierce through the haze

Searchlights carve through the smog like blades

Posters peel from a stolen past

Every street feels surveyed in glass

Gloved hands reach — pull metal to me

Snap from a distance, rewrite gravity

Lockpicks click in a rusted frame

Every door feels rigged with a name

Hear it crawling in the ventilation

Breath held tight in suffocation

Static spikes — a revelation

Something’s close — no hesitation

Flick of the wrist — take control

Pull what I need — never let go

Climb through the wreck — don’t fall

Break through the signal — stand tall

If this wasn’t meant to be, I break fate

Unforeseen — rewrite the state

Ceiling snaps with a living thread

One wrong step — now you’re hanging dead

Crabs lunge for your head — no chance to deter

Legs lock tight — now it moves what you were

Ground erupts in a screaming wave

Buried hives from a shifting grave

Echoed cries through the tunnels below

Every path is a place they know

Flick of the wrist — take control

Pull what I need — never let go

Climb through the wreck — don’t fall

Break through the signal — stand tall

If this wasn’t meant to be, I break fate

Unforeseen — rewrite the state

Gravity gloves — snap and pull tight

Headcrab down — steals your sight

Tongue from the dark — sudden fright

Dragged to the ceiling — feel it bite

Eyes in dark — watching slow

Everywhere you think you know

Vault above me

Split the scene

Bend what’s written

Unforeseen

Flick of the wrist — take control

Pull what I need — never let go

Climb through the wreck — don’t fall

Break through the signal — stand tall

If this wasn’t meant to be, I break fate

Unforeseen — rewrite the state