Spectral Gate

VERSE 1 — The Trip Starts 

Two tabs hit quick, whole night turned strange,
Air got thick with a metallic change.
Floorboards hummed like a ritual chant,
Runes lit up in a pattern I never drew, fam.

Lights blink once then the world went bent,
Shadows stretched long with a mind-like intent.
A whisper hit my spine sayin’, “Follow what’s sent…”
And the whole damn house felt demon-scent

VERSE 2 — The Cult Appears 

Door swung open with a gust too cold,
Hooded silhouettes stepped in bold.
Robes pitch-black with a crimson fold,
Symbol on the chest matched the runes in gold.

Couldn’t tell if I’m trippin’ or they actually here,
Voices layered deep like they spoke through fear.
One leaned in close, breath sharp on my ear—
“You called us, child… the path is clear.”

Bass thumped heavy like a ritual drum,
Girl in the back started twitchin’ her tongue.
Her shadow grew horns while the chanting spun-
And the candles cried wax like they all went numb.


VERSE 3 — The Demon Arrives 

Walls cracked open like a jaw unhinged,
A claw ripped through where the shadows thinned.
Colors bled raw as the floor unpinned,
And a shape stepped out that no world should binge.

It glitched with each breath like reality tore,
Static and flame in a cosmic roar.
Said, “Your mind broke first, now I walk through the door—
Every trip you took was a tap on the floor.”

Cult bowed low as the air grew dense,
My body felt light but my soul felt tense.
Got dragged through a void with no defense,
Where gravity and time lost all pretense.


FINAL HOOK 

Smoke in the room start twistin’ like fate,
Didn’t light candles but the flames rotate.
Whispers in the walls sound close but faint—
When the veil split open, everything changed.

Trip too deep and the floor start breathin’,
Circle on the ground glow hot, start seethin’.
Didn’t chant nothin’ but the shadows still listen—
Once the gate cracks open, somethin’ always comes missin

Dark eerie boom bap psychedelic occult vibe heavy drums haunting ambience trip-like tension ritual energy