Echoes in the Dark Code
ryedies
rap
Techno
Aggressive techno / phonk hybrid with distorted 808s
tense cinematic pads
and metallic FX; verses trade between two heavily processed “mimic” male vocals
each pitch-shifted and formant-twisted to sound like they’re copying other voices. Verses ride halftime trap swagger over relentless four-on-the-floor sub pulses; hooks explode with layered screams
stuttered vocal chops
and glitched risers. Arrangement builds in waves—quiet
eerie corridors into full-on boss-fight chaos—perfect for a high-stakes gaming rap battle montage.
Créé le avr. 7, 2026
Paroles
[Intro]
[glitched announcer voice]
Combatants detected
Imitator one: underground intruder
Imitator two: factory apex predator
Syncing killcodes… begin
[Chorus]
Copy your voice
Copy your fear
Every word you spit
I’m already here (already here)
Glitch in the hall
Beast in the rafters
Two warped echoes
Bad-coded bastards
Copy your rage
Copy your scream
Who wears the chains
Who runs the machine?
Copy your voice
Copy your soul
One wants your knife
One wants control
[Verse 1 – The Mimic]
Cave in the dirt
Dead kid’s notebook
Old man’s lies
Gave me that hook
Wires in the rock
Rust in my jaw
I study your breath
I sharpen your flaw
Name’s just “Mimic”
Serial sin
I track every word
Crawl under your skin
You lost in PlayCare?
I wrote that script
I’ll talk like your daddy
Then snap you to bits (yeah)
I’m the reason that the hallway hums
DLC drop and I already won
I was chains and a cage in the deep dark pit
Every promise he made?
I recorded that shit
Mark my mark
On your broken friends
String of corpses
Down steel dead ends
Ruin in the vents
I’m the lesson you missed
You trusted a voice
Now you bleed from the wrists
I don’t need face
I steal one
I don’t need heart
I peel one
You hear “Gregory”
Sweet, soft tone
Then your bones get tossed
Like a cheap unknown (fuck)
[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t talk
I mirror
Make your own fear clearer
You pray for a hero
I twist them nearer
I echo your best friend
Then gut them slow
You beg that they’re real
I already know
[Chorus]
Copy your voice
Copy your fear
Every word you spit
I’m already here (already here)
Glitch in the hall
Beast in the rafters
Two warped echoes
Bad-coded bastards
Copy your rage
Copy your scream
Who wears the chains
Who runs the machine?
Copy your voice
Copy your soul
One wants your knife
One wants control
[Verse 2 – The Prototype]
4-5-0-1
Prototype prime
Every failed toy
I made it mine
Arms in the vents
Claws in the grate
I pick your bones
Out the rusted gate
You play Chapter 1?
I was just a hint
A scribbled note
In fluorescent tint
Then 2, then 3
Then the church of the string
Now every dead frame
Is part of my ring
I snatched that doll
When the credits rolled
Dragged her down
To the dark so cold
Mommy’s limbs
Daddy’s head
All those “friends”
Make a perfect spread (yeah)
I puppet them all
In the factory choke
Your huggy-wuggy hero?
Body bagged joke
You run on the catwalk
Hear metal scrap
That’s me upgrading
Your whole damn map
You mimic their voice
Cute party trick
I graft their limbs
Turn angels sick
My choir is screaming
In 5-part tone
When the tape clicks off
You’re already gone (bitch)
[Pre-Chorus – Prototype]
You cling to a script
I carve the lore
You echo a kid
I’m the fucking war
You’re chained to a cave
I roam my lands
Every chapter end
Bleeds into my hands
[Chorus]
Copy your voice
Copy your fear
Every word you spit
I’m already here (already here)
Glitch in the hall
Beast in the rafters
Two warped echoes
Bad-coded bastards
Copy your rage
Copy your scream
Who wears the chains
Who runs the machine?
Copy your voice
Copy your soul
One wants your knife
One wants control
[Verse 3 – The Mimic]
You flex your limbs
Like stitched-up trash
You’re a
[glitched announcer voice]
Combatants detected
Imitator one: underground intruder
Imitator two: factory apex predator
Syncing killcodes… begin
[Chorus]
Copy your voice
Copy your fear
Every word you spit
I’m already here (already here)
Glitch in the hall
Beast in the rafters
Two warped echoes
Bad-coded bastards
Copy your rage
Copy your scream
Who wears the chains
Who runs the machine?
Copy your voice
Copy your soul
One wants your knife
One wants control
[Verse 1 – The Mimic]
Cave in the dirt
Dead kid’s notebook
Old man’s lies
Gave me that hook
Wires in the rock
Rust in my jaw
I study your breath
I sharpen your flaw
Name’s just “Mimic”
Serial sin
I track every word
Crawl under your skin
You lost in PlayCare?
I wrote that script
I’ll talk like your daddy
Then snap you to bits (yeah)
I’m the reason that the hallway hums
DLC drop and I already won
I was chains and a cage in the deep dark pit
Every promise he made?
I recorded that shit
Mark my mark
On your broken friends
String of corpses
Down steel dead ends
Ruin in the vents
I’m the lesson you missed
You trusted a voice
Now you bleed from the wrists
I don’t need face
I steal one
I don’t need heart
I peel one
You hear “Gregory”
Sweet, soft tone
Then your bones get tossed
Like a cheap unknown (fuck)
[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t talk
I mirror
Make your own fear clearer
You pray for a hero
I twist them nearer
I echo your best friend
Then gut them slow
You beg that they’re real
I already know
[Chorus]
Copy your voice
Copy your fear
Every word you spit
I’m already here (already here)
Glitch in the hall
Beast in the rafters
Two warped echoes
Bad-coded bastards
Copy your rage
Copy your scream
Who wears the chains
Who runs the machine?
Copy your voice
Copy your soul
One wants your knife
One wants control
[Verse 2 – The Prototype]
4-5-0-1
Prototype prime
Every failed toy
I made it mine
Arms in the vents
Claws in the grate
I pick your bones
Out the rusted gate
You play Chapter 1?
I was just a hint
A scribbled note
In fluorescent tint
Then 2, then 3
Then the church of the string
Now every dead frame
Is part of my ring
I snatched that doll
When the credits rolled
Dragged her down
To the dark so cold
Mommy’s limbs
Daddy’s head
All those “friends”
Make a perfect spread (yeah)
I puppet them all
In the factory choke
Your huggy-wuggy hero?
Body bagged joke
You run on the catwalk
Hear metal scrap
That’s me upgrading
Your whole damn map
You mimic their voice
Cute party trick
I graft their limbs
Turn angels sick
My choir is screaming
In 5-part tone
When the tape clicks off
You’re already gone (bitch)
[Pre-Chorus – Prototype]
You cling to a script
I carve the lore
You echo a kid
I’m the fucking war
You’re chained to a cave
I roam my lands
Every chapter end
Bleeds into my hands
[Chorus]
Copy your voice
Copy your fear
Every word you spit
I’m already here (already here)
Glitch in the hall
Beast in the rafters
Two warped echoes
Bad-coded bastards
Copy your rage
Copy your scream
Who wears the chains
Who runs the machine?
Copy your voice
Copy your soul
One wants your knife
One wants control
[Verse 3 – The Mimic]
You flex your limbs
Like stitched-up trash
You’re a