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WE'RE THE INFECTED!
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This song is an explosive digital rebellion, a cry against conformism and manipulation in the modern age. Through energetic verses and a powerful chorus, it paints a dystopian world where individuality and truth are suppressed.
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I'm Boris Fitoš, a music producer from Serbia working with state-of-the-art AI tools (custom-made and trained) for music creation.
Future-focused creator blending prompt engineering, no-code dev, and AI music production to deliver fast, reliable, and innovative digital experiences.
Song Info
Genre
Metal Heavy Metal
Charts
#166 today Peak #4
#66 in subgenre Peak #2
Author
Boris Fitoš
Rights
CosmoSonic
Uploaded
June 04, 2025
Track Files
MP3
MP3 8.2 MB 320 kbps 3:35
Lossless
WAV 72.3 MB
Meta Data
Vocals
Male
Character
Energy
relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Positivity
dark, sad, angry
happy
Appeal
unique
radio-friendly
Lyrics
Intro: The signal's on, the screen's alive, another update's due, They're tuning in to all our lives, tell me, what are we gonna do? Propaganda feeds the hive, yeah, the infection's breaking through! Are you awake or just a drive, running software they installed in you? Verse 1: Yo, check the feed, another lie, they broadcast 24/7. Got us chasing highs, in a pre-packaged, digital heaven. Clickbait headlines, shallow minds, individuality's a weapon They confiscate, redefine, 'til your own thoughts you start to question. They got the zombies in a line, nodding heads, no intervention. Brainwashed, redefined, victims of their mass deception! Can't you feel the tension? Chorus: WE'RE THE INFECTED! Living a lie with eyes wide shut! PROJECTED! Into a world where our true selves are cut! DISCONNECTED! From reality's core, can't feel a thing! RESURRECTED! As hollow shells when the new dawn bells ring! DEAD INSIDE, BUT STILL WE SING! Verse 2: They got you hooked on every trend, a puppet on their string, Tell me, where does it all end, when the algorithms sing? Your profile pic, your filtered life, a curated, fake display, Hiding all the inner strife, just to make it through the day. They want compliance, no dissent, just keep swiping, keep consuming, 'Til your own free will is spent, and your damn soul needs exhuming! This ain't living, it's a script, a nightmare we're cast into! Every single word they've lipped, is poison seeping through! Bridge: Is anybody out there? Can you hear me through the noise? Are we just a product? Disposable girls and boys? They stole our faces, stole our names, left us with this aching void But deep inside a spark remains A fire to be deployed! WE WONT BE DESTROYED! Chorus: WE'RE THE INFECTED! Living a lie with eyes wide shut! PROJECTED! Into a world where our true selves are cut! DISCONNECTED! From reality's core, can't feel a thing! RESURRECTED! As hollow shells when the new dawn bells ring! DEAD INSIDE, BUT STILL WE SING! Breakdown: ONE BY ONE, WE FALL IN LINE! (Echo: Fall in line!) MIND CONTROL, THE GRAND DESIGN! (Echo: Grand design!) NO ESCAPE, THE SYSTEM OWNS! (Echo: System owns!) JUST ANOTHER CLONE ON DIGITAL THRONES! BREAK!
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