[Instrumental]

The album opens not with melody but with architecture that hums.
A low drone rises like air vibrating in a subway tunnel.
Metallic echoes drip in uneven rhythms, as if water is leaking through cracked concrete.
The sound builds slowly, not with urgency but with inevitability,
layering detuned synths, bowed-steel textures, and a faint heartbeat hidden beneath the noise.

Halfway through, the drone splits in two tonalities —
New Avalon’s industrial coldness and the neon shimmer of Neo Noir City.