Whispering Genisis: Darkness Incarnate

(A deep synth hum pulses like hidden whispers awakening, layered with bending guitar riffs echoing through the mist)

Shadows crawl in the cracks of my mind,

I hear the whispers through the pines,

Electric veins burn through the night,

Soft as shadows chasing time.

(Heavy fuzz guitar tears through glitching synths, building into a dark melodic rise)

Call me out through whispered skies,

Rising storms where darkness lies,

Breaking free from chains unseen,

Genesis born in forest dreams.

The night hums low an ancient tune,

Neon rivers carve their rune,

Each star above a fleeting spark,

Fractured echoes in the dark.

(Bitcrushed synth arps flicker over soaring guitar bends like lightning through black pines)

Call me free this storm I ride,

Rising up with whispers inside,

Breaking chains with hidden might,

Genesis born of shadowed light.

Static screams with twilight’s run,

Flickers spark beneath the sun,

Through silent woods the world decays,

Whispered genesis lights new ways.

(A final glowing guitar chord drifts into layered ambient synths like whispers dissolving into dawn)