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  • Crystal Haze

    Crystal Haze

    Holography Complex

    Execute, execute, execute The door blows,

    the room goes white Clear room one,

    boots like thunder Smoke and shadow eat the light {crystalline synth pads

    fading in, slow filter sweep} {wide stereo motion building} There’s one man

    at the top of the stairs One more by the kitchen frame

    My men are split between the angles And every second has a

    name So I cut hard through the kitchen Then turn back toward

    the stairs Hold the line between my brothers And whatever waited there

    I don’t hear fear in that moment I hear orders,

    breath, and rounds I hear Fallujah in the concrete I hear boots

    across the ground By the time theater closes Four more shadows lose

    their aim And the silence after thunder Never sounds the same

    {breathy female lead, airy high register} Return fire from the dark room

    The whole wall answers back

    Two go down in the first hard breath And the stairwell cuts

    to black {intimate close mic,

    emotional control} Dusk, pull the light down Let the colors hold their

    line Stars forward on my shoulder And the fallen on my mind

    We run towards danger When the whole street turns to dust I

    am still here, standing for them I am still here after dusk

    {wide reverb harmonies sharp,

    stereo adlibs clean} {peak melodic synth line with driving low end} Getting

    back to the FOB After doing some E4 shit Dust caked up

    on

    my armor Laughing

    like we weren’t in it Hangar lights on body armor T-walls holding

    back the night Bird line

    humming in the distance Red lens cutting through the light

    We were staging by the gear racks Checking straps and killing time

    Secret Squirrel meant classified Need-to-know and down the line Maps were spread

    across a crate top Call signs swallowed by the sound Down range,

    you learn the difference Between standing tall and standing ground Somebody said,

    “Why’s the sky blue?” Grinning through a mouth of dust “Because God

    loves the infantry” And the joke belonged to us You slapped my

    vest and said, “Got your six” Like a promise,

    like a prayer Then the hangar doors came open And the desert

    took the air {breathy precise delivery clean} Dusk,

    pull the light down Let the colors hold their line

    Stars forward

    on my shoulder And the fallen on my mind We run towards

    danger When the whole street turns to dust I am still here,

    standing for them

    I am still here

    after dusk

    {intimate close mic crisp} Dusk,

    pull the light down Let the room fall still and deep I

    have stood for men in silence I have kept what I must

    keep

    Stars forward,

    never

    backward That is how we crossed the dust We run towards danger

    We do what

    honor asks of us {stereo adlibs clean,

    wide reverb harmonies

    sharp} Dusk, pull the light down Let the colors hold their line

    Stars forward on my shoulder And the

    fallen on my mind

    We run towards danger When the whole street turns to dust I

    am still here, standing for them I am still here after dusk

    Dusk, pull the light down Let the night receive the cost I

    will carry what I carried I will

    honor who we lost If the dark comes close around me Let

    it find me standing up I am still here,

    worn and breathing I am still here after dusk {breathy female lead

    airy} Dusk, pull the light down

    Let

    the

    colors hold their line

    Stars forward

    on my shoulder And the fallen on my mind We

    run towards danger

    When the whole street

    turns to dust I am still here,

    standing for them I am

    still here after dusk {peak melodic

    synth line with driving low end} Forward Operating Base The night is

    almost blue I let the evening hold the line

    But it does not bury you I set your name down softly

    Like a flag that never

    folds Ooh

    Stars forward after dusk {fading crystalline layers,

    slow pan motion} {residual motion fading to silence}

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