Screen-Burned Soul

[Verse 1]
Black glow
Click
Reload
Chromed-out filth
In a dead-eyed code
Hand cramped
Spine bent
Jaw locked tight
On a plastic scent
Skin like plaster
Curtains closed
Heartbeats synced
To a loading bar’s slow roll
One more window
Thousand eyes
Empty climax
Static inside
[Chorus]
I am the slave of the screen (screen!)
Kneeling to the flesh machine (flesh machine!)
Scroll
Stare
Rot
Repeat
Screen-burned soul
Down at my feet
I am the slave of the screen (screen!)
Worship what I’ll never meet
Stained sheets
Hollow throne
Crowned in pixels
Rotting alone
[Verse 2]
Bookmarks
Buried like bones
Folder maze
Of a shrinking home
Every face
A refilled grave
Every scene
Another chain
Ghost touch
On dead skin
Real hands knock
I log out
Drag them in
Mirror cracked
Can’t stand my head
Eyes still hunting
For something dead
[Chorus]
I am the slave of the screen (screen!)
Kneeling to the flesh machine (flesh machine!)
Scroll
Stare
Rot
Repeat
Screen-burned soul
Down at my feet
I am the slave of the screen (screen!)
Worship what I’ll never meet
Stained sheets
Hollow throne
Crowned in pixels
Rotting alone
[Bridge]
[Blast-beat break
Riff drops half-time
Layered growls]
Burn these nerves
Blister my sight
If this is heaven
Why’s it feel like life support tonight?
[Chorus]
I am the slave of the screen (screen!)
Kneeling to the flesh machine (flesh machine!)
Scroll
Stare
Rot
Repeat
Screen-burned soul
Down at my feet
I am the slave of the screen (screen!)
Worship what I’ll never meet
Stained sheets
Hollow throne
Crowned in pixels
Rotting alone

metal, Old-school death metal / grindcore: chainsaw guitars, HM-2 buzzsaw tone, d-beat into blast-beat whirlwinds, guttural male vocals with occasional higher-pitched shrieks. Verses are frantic, stop-start riffing; chorus slams into a mid-tempo stomp with gang shouts. Raw, roomy drums and a snarling bass grind under dissonant tremolo runs., grindcore, death metal