Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro-Minimalist piano chords, heavily compressed. A snap track keeps the beat. Vocals are breathy, falsetto, intimate—very close to the mic.] [Verse 1- Soft, jazzy piano continues. Bass is a smooth, sub-synth pulse.] I’ve been calculating the half-life of your touch. Decaying in the quiet, I don’t ask for much. Just a reaction in the chamber, A spark inside the void. I am the heavy water, You are the asteroid. We collide in slow motion silence. [Pre-Chorus- Trap hi-hats enter. A distant, distorted guitar swells like a siren.] You’re unstable at the core. But I’m knocking at the fallout door. Let me in. Let me burn. [Chorus- Explosion of sound. Huge, open synth pads layered with a wall of distorted guitars, but the drum groove is a swinging, gospel-style rhythm. Vocals are clean, belted, and soulful.] Oh, you are the element I can’t isolate! Binding to the iron in my blood, sealing up my fate! I’m radiant and sick, With a fever that is thick. Worship the poison in the vein. There is glory in the pain. [Verse 2- Sudden drop back to minimalism. Just drums and a glitchy synthesizer loop.] Analyze the sample. The data doesn’t lie. We’re fused upon a molecular level, Beneath a hollow sky. I’m carbon-dating every word you said, Reconstructing empires in my head. But the truth is wrong. The truth is always wrong. [Chorus- Full intensity. The guitar rhythm is more staccato now.] Oh, you are the element I can’t isolate! Binding to the iron in my blood, sealing up my fate! I’m radiant and sick, With a fever that is thick. Worship the poison in the vein. There is glory in the pain. [Bridge- The distortion cuts out entirely. A wash of reverb and a clean guitar playing a melancholic, delay-heavy melody. The tempo slows to a crawl. Vocals are sung softly, almost weeping, building in harmony layers.] We are orbital... Spinning out into the black. There is no gravity strong enough To bring us back. I watched the Geiger counter rise... I watched the light leave your eyes... And I stood in the center of the blast Just to feel something that would last. [Breakdown- No silence or pause. The transition is abrupt and jarring—a sudden wall of low-end noise. The rhythm is slow, rolling, and dissonant, like a machine malfunctioning. No staccato stops, just a constant, grinding assault.] CRITICAL MASS. [Guitars bend slowly downward in pitch, creating a sickening 'sinking' feeling] THERE IS NO SHELTER HERE! [Double kick drum creates a rolling thunder effect underneath sustained, dissonant chords] EXPOSURE IS ABSOLUTE. IT BURNS! IT BURNS! IT BURNS! [The rhythm shifts into a polyrhythmic groove—the guitars drag behind the drums, creating a feeling of being dragged underwater] Drop the bombs, (bombs!) Burn the streets, (streets!) Til it's gone, (gone!) GONE! DROP THE BOMBS! [Outro- Heavy instrumentation cuts out instantly. Returns to the lonely piano from the intro.] Decaying in the quiet... I don’t ask for much. [Instrumental interlude]
Tags
Dreamy metalcore, heavy djent, drop F, atmospheric, cinematic, modern, soulful groove pianos, emotional male vocals
Duration
4:54
Instrumental
No
Created
1/19/2026