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lirik lagu lux coven - understand the prompts

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[intro, vinyl dust, spoken forewarning]

(yeah…)

this isn’t cadence — this is calculus

a war of syntax and savageness

[verse 1, lyrical intelligence over grit]

you iterate routines in corporate cadence

parade compliance, call it patience

perpetuate systems with silent consent

mistake stagnation for contentment

debt in designer disguise, ornamental

success simulated, strictly incremental

i decode mantras etched in stone

while you mimic scripts etched in phone
you laud mеdiocrity, call it calm

while your soul rusts under open palm

i’m thе paradox, prophet, pariah in flux

eloquence laced with brass knucks

you spit slogans — i spit treatises

each verse dissects your fallacies and weaknesses

[chorus, baritone hook with atmospheric grit]

you don’t understand the prompts

you ingest noise, reject the psalms

truth isn’t soft — it scalds, it swarms

final act — transcend or conform

you don’t understand the prompts

you toast to traps, adorned in norms
this ain’t a draft — this is lit

ink your oath or forfeit it

[verse 2, philosophical flow, polished precision]

you quote philosophers in captions

but fracture when confronted with action

you orbit relevance, never land

disguised in trends you barely understand

you crave applause, but flee critique

build identities on algorithmic mystique

i’ve bled in margins you never read

breathed fire while you retweet dread

i conjugate suffering into scripture

while you filter reality into fiction fixture
you pacify rage with productivity

i weaponize clarity and nativity

you monetize pain — i transm~te scars

you chase avatars — i reach for stars

[chorus, repeated with intensified cadence]

you don’t understand the prompts

you ingest noise, reject the psalms

truth isn’t soft — it scalds, it swarms

final act — transcend or conform

you don’t understand the prompts

you toast to traps, adorned in norms

this ain’t a draft — this is lit

ink your oath or forfeit it

[verse 3, final sermon, slipshred authority]

i don’t await fate — i architect time

craft cathedrals from paradigm grime

you count clout — i count conviction

you sell versions — i spit nonfiction

i’m the cadence in cataclysm

the fuse inside the algorithm

this is lux — no alias, no echo

veritas sharp as a blade from the ghetto

i write scripture in streetlight and static

where most fold, i turn savage to schematic

no final boss — this is ascension

one prompt left: choose your dimension

[final chorus, layered with conviction]

you don’t understand the prompts

you ingest noise, reject the psalms

truth isn’t soft — it scalds, it swarms

final act — transcend or conform

you don’t understand the prompts

you toast to traps, adorned in norms

this ain’t a draft — this is lit

ink your oath or forfeit it

[outro, cold fade, vinyl dust lingers]

(lux covin…)

architect of aftermath

last breath… delivered in craft


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