Track IV — Nooban (Instrumental) قطعه‌ی پایانی با نام «نوبان»، بدون کلام است اما پر از صدا. صدای نفس‌های آخر، یا شاید صدای بادهایی که هنوز ارواح را با خود می‌برند. پس از آشوب، پس از احضار، پس از فریادهای بابا زار… این قطعه، سکوتی است که از دل طوفان برمی‌خیزد. Nooban را می‌توان تصویر صوتی خلسه دانست؛ یا شاید نوعی تطهیر. این موسیقی، نه پایان ماجرا، بلکه گشودن دروازه‌ای‌ست به جهانی دیگر. با شنیدن آن، مخاطب تنها نیست؛ صدای زارها هنوز در پس‌زمینه‌ی ذهن زمزمه می‌کنند… The final track, “Nooban”, speaks without words — an instrumental closure to a journey drenched in darkness, chaos, and spiritual reckoning. It is the breath after the storm. The echo after the chants. Perhaps it is the sound of souls drifting, or winds whispering through an abandoned island. Nooban captures the trance — a sonic ritual of silence, weight, and aftermath. It doesn’t mark the end… but opens a door to something beyond.

Hate and hate full of hate and Harm and harm me come on harm me Like it ? Like it ? Did you like it ?? Do this do this you should do this !! Kill me kill me , you should kill me You’re full of hate You were sent by satan With an extract of love Who you are who you want to be ? You are  lustful You are the freak Mommy mommy can you help me? Satan wants to devour me She has come , i am scared Oh no oh no mama she scomes Bleeding bleeding loves bleeding Creaper creaper she’s a creaper Rolling ma mind rolling ma mind Faster faster do it faster Kill the satan Kill the satan Yalla do it yalla do it mamaaaa don it !!! My body my soul they wants to follow Order by my mommy leave the satan behind

Producer and Electric Guitar: Milad Rezaei Mix and Mastering: Arna Cover art: Black Frame

Composer , Lyric & Singer : Mani Masi Arrangement , Mix & Mastering : Siavash Motalebi This is full of madness We are get in darkness Full of hate full of death This is heavy virus . ×2 We’re slave , who’s the master Dictator are ready for death ? This is death this is death This is death this is death Down , down by a virus ? Politics kill’s you ! How we want to survive ? We cant survive ! Live with govrenment Terrorist , with fucking what ? You think , you can stay Alive ?! Solo part This will full of sadness You will die in sickness Full of filth , full of death This is heavy virus