

Prompt / Lyrics
(Intro) (A low-frequency synth pulse hums under a glitchy electronic beat. A clean, melancholic guitar riff enters—simple and haunting.) (Verse 1) I leaned into the silence, let the dust settle down I found a rhythm in the quiet of this town I thought the static had finally burned out Replaced by the logic, replaced by the doubt That I ever had anything left to say So I folded the map and I walked away. (Pre-Chorus) (The electronic beat speeds up; a heavy bassline starts to distort) But there’s a hum underneath the floorboards A frequency I can’t ignore anymore (It’s waking up!) (The circuit’s closing!) (Chorus) I thought the air had finally cleared But the weight of the sound is all that I hear Ten years of hiding in the calm and the cold Now the pressure is more than my chest can hold I’m not a man looking for a fight But I’m reclaiming the spark in the middle of the night. (Verse 2) (Drums kick in with a heavy, driving snare) The years gave me perspective, they gave me the frame But the hunger inside? It still feels the same It’s not about the anger or the desperate need It’s about the momentum, it’s about the speed I’ve got the vision, I’ve got the clear sight To turn all this gravity into the light. (Bridge) (Sudden drop in volume, then a massive, down-tuned guitar breakdown) The quiet was a cage! The safety was a lie! (Screamed) THE SOURCE IS STILL ALIVE! (Screamed) IT NEVER REALLY DIED! (Chorus) I thought the air had finally cleared But the weight of the sound is all that I hear Ten years of hiding in the calm and the cold Now the pressure is more than my chest can hold I’m not a kid looking for a fight But I’m reclaiming the spark in the middle of the night. (Distorted melodic guitar solo, heavy sustain, echoing delay, building into a jagged rhythmic breakdown) (Verse 3) (The drums pull back to a steady, tribal thumping; the bass is thick and fuzzy) I built a life on a foundation of silence But the stillness started feeling like violence I’ve got the mileage, I’ve got the gray in the beard But the drive is more honest than what I once feared It’s not a tantrum, it’s not a cry for the sun It’s the heavy realization that I’m far from done The years didn't kill it, they just let it breathe Now I’m pulling the sword back out of the sheath. (Chorus) I thought the air had finally cleared But the weight of the sound is all that I hear Ten years of hiding in the calm and the cold Now the pressure is more than my chest can hold I’m not a man looking for a fight But I’m reclaiming the spark in the middle of the night.
Tags
Nu-Metal, Alt-Rock, 85bpm, Dark Synth Pad, Industrial Drum Loop, Heavy Chugging Riffs, Raw Melodic Vocals
4:44
No
2/14/2026