Keep Your Lamp Low
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v5 Lite
@ Lyssa Searles
2026-10-07 05:02:54
Songtext
[Intro]
Keep your lamp low
Keep your footsteps slow
The contract says bring back what you find
It never says what follows you home
[Verse 1: Male Rap]
Steel-toe shuffle on a dust-choked floor
Count three cans, then check that door
My scanner coughs up a crooked line
Something moved where the map says mine
Crew in the lift, but the headcount’s wrong
One voice answers with our call sign song
I mark the crate, hear the cable strain
Then the hallway learns my name
[Pre-Chorus: Female]
Don’t turn around when the signal bends
Don’t trust the shape at the corridor’s end
The clock keeps chewing through our borrowed air
And something out there knows we’re here
[Chorus: Female and Male]
Bring it back, bring it back before the ship cuts loose
Run the dark, bite your tongue, don’t give it an excuse
We came for salvage, now the walls are closing in
Bring it back, bring it back—don’t let it follow in
[Verse 2: Male Rap]
Junk in the bag, panic in the team
Red on the monitor, split on the screen
A metal groan rolls under the deck
One of us laughs, then the laughter checks
I slam the switch, hear the engine wake
A pale hand taps from inside the crate
No time to bargain, no time to pray
The loading bay is a world away
[Break: A Cappella, Female then Male]
Female: I heard you breathing through the radio.
Male: That wasn’t me.
Female: Then who said, “Come below”?
Male: Cut the channel. Go.
[Bridge: Female]
The floodlights shake
The ramp comes down
We leave one shadow on that ground
If morning comes, we’ll count the cost
And never ask what we lost
[Final Chorus: Female and Male]
Bring it back, bring it back before the ship cuts loose
Run the dark, bite your tongue, don’t give it an excuse
We came for salvage, now the walls are closing in
Bring it back, bring it back—don’t let it follow in
[Outro: Female]
Keep your lamp low
Keep your footsteps slow
The ship is full
The crew says so
Keep your lamp low
Keep your footsteps slow
The contract says bring back what you find
It never says what follows you home
[Verse 1: Male Rap]
Steel-toe shuffle on a dust-choked floor
Count three cans, then check that door
My scanner coughs up a crooked line
Something moved where the map says mine
Crew in the lift, but the headcount’s wrong
One voice answers with our call sign song
I mark the crate, hear the cable strain
Then the hallway learns my name
[Pre-Chorus: Female]
Don’t turn around when the signal bends
Don’t trust the shape at the corridor’s end
The clock keeps chewing through our borrowed air
And something out there knows we’re here
[Chorus: Female and Male]
Bring it back, bring it back before the ship cuts loose
Run the dark, bite your tongue, don’t give it an excuse
We came for salvage, now the walls are closing in
Bring it back, bring it back—don’t let it follow in
[Verse 2: Male Rap]
Junk in the bag, panic in the team
Red on the monitor, split on the screen
A metal groan rolls under the deck
One of us laughs, then the laughter checks
I slam the switch, hear the engine wake
A pale hand taps from inside the crate
No time to bargain, no time to pray
The loading bay is a world away
[Break: A Cappella, Female then Male]
Female: I heard you breathing through the radio.
Male: That wasn’t me.
Female: Then who said, “Come below”?
Male: Cut the channel. Go.
[Bridge: Female]
The floodlights shake
The ramp comes down
We leave one shadow on that ground
If morning comes, we’ll count the cost
And never ask what we lost
[Final Chorus: Female and Male]
Bring it back, bring it back before the ship cuts loose
Run the dark, bite your tongue, don’t give it an excuse
We came for salvage, now the walls are closing in
Bring it back, bring it back—don’t let it follow in
[Outro: Female]
Keep your lamp low
Keep your footsteps slow
The ship is full
The crew says so
Musikstil
Video game soundtrack energy, drum and bass fused with horrorcore rap and punk rock; 150 BPM breakbeat drive, distorted electric guitar, deep bass, urgent drums, ominous synth and piano, sparse glockenspiel accents. Alternate female sung hooks and male rap verses, with a brief exposed a cappella exchange. Keep verses tightly rhythmic and tense; open the chorus into a fierce punk-rock melody, then strip to piano and glockenspiel before the final full-band surge. Dark, mysterious, cinematic production with clear vocal separation and punchy low end.