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Lyrics
[Intro - instrumental only, heavy, downtuned metal, D'Addario strings, sultry rhythm, slow drums]
[Verse 1 - Clean, dark guitar melody with heavy reverb. Sexy, low, breathy, and intimate vocals]
Trace the heat-haze off your shoulders,
In the quiet where the tension smolders.
I am kneeling in the architecture of your design,
Tracing every fracture, every jagged line.
You’re the pulse in the dead of the night,
The shadow swallowing the last of the light.
[Pre-Chorus Drums enter with a steady, driving kick. Bass becomes distorted and fuzzy]
I’m a vessel for the venom you pour,
Begging for the ache, then begging for more.
The silence is screaming, the fever is high,
Give me the gospel, or give me the lie.
[Chorus- Massive, slow-motion wall of sound. Vocals are soaring and stretched out]
Oh... Taste the salt on my skin.
I’m the debt... that you’re collecting.
Slow... Give me all that I can take.
I’m the glass... you were born to break.
[Instrumental break- heavy, downtuned D'Addario guitars, surging, intimate rhythm]
[Verse 2- Drums become technical and syncopated. More aggression in the delivery]
You’re a ritual I can’t unlearn,
The bridge I’m building just to watch it burn.
A thousand years in a single breath,
A violent birth and a velvet death.
Your name is a weight on the back of my tongue,
The only air left in the bottom of my lungs.
[Break]
[Bridge / Breakdown- Sudden silence, then a massive, down-tuned explosion of sound. Guttural and rhythmic]
SINK. YOUR. TEETH. IN.
The marrow. The mercy.
BREAK. THE. SEAL. AGAIN.
(I am yours. I am nothing. I am everything.)
WORSHIP THE WRECKAGE.
[Extended Outro / Groove Section, The heavy distortion vanishes. A clean, funky bassline locks in with a syncopated "trap" beat and a shimmering, late-night synth pad. The vocals are multi-layered, breathy, and dripping with soul]
(Ooh...)
Let the rhythm find the space between,
The darkest secrets that we’ve ever seen.
You don’t have to speak, I can feel the weight,
Tangled in the threads of a cruel kind of fate.
(Yeah...)
I like the way you watch me break,
Give me every shimmer, every soul-deep ache.
It’s a long way down to the garden floor,
But I’ve never been this alive before.
[The beat strips back to just the bass and a rhythmic finger-snap. The vocals drop to a husky, intimate whisper, jazzy music plays]
Come and claim the things you’ve kept,
All the promises and the tears we’ve slept through.
Put your hands where the pulse is loud,
Build me an altar, or build me a shroud.
[The full groove kicks back in one last time with a soaring saxophone or synth-lead melody over the top]
Yeah, I’m the debt...
(Taste the salt)
You’re collecting...
(In the gold)
I’m the glass...
(Watch me break)
I am yours... to hold.
[Fade out with a final, lingering bass note and the sound of distant rain]
Details
GeneratedDec 19, 2025
Duration4:42
Style
Progressive Metalcore/Alt-Pop fusion. Down-tuned djent, syncopated polyrhythms, dark and intimate, emotional male vocals
Credits
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Atlantica
AtlanticaModelAria v5
