[Verse 1]
[Prompt: 108 BPM, rhythmic Fairlight CMI stabs, driving floor toms, 80s analog mystery, breathless female vocals, dark pulse.]
Step by step in the corridors of stone
The shadow of a bull, the marrow of the bone
I’ve been walking in a circle for a thousand years
Feeding on the silence and the salt of my tears
The torch is burning low, the air is getting thin
Tell me where the exit ends and where I begin.
[Chorus]
[Prompt: Cinematic 80s pop, gated reverb drums, soaring melodic synths, emotional climax, ethereal atmosphere, 1985.]
And if I could, I’d make a deal with the weaver
I’d be the ghost and I’d be the believer
I’m following the red line, pulling on the thread
Running from the monster living in my head
Out of the Labyrinth, into the light.
[Verse 2]
[Prompt: Brooding synth-pop, mechanical percussion, haunting woodwind samples, layers of vocal reverb, 80s art-rock.]
Daedalus is laughing from a hole in the sky
He gave us the wings but we forgot how to fly
Every turn is a mirror, every hall is a trick
The walls are closing in and the blood is running thick
I can hear the breathing just behind the door
A heavy-footed rhythm on the limestone floor.
[Bridge]
[Prompt: Experimental 80s industrial, heavy tribal drumming, dissonant synth hits, frantic pace, dramatic vocal echoes.]
Is it a man? Is it a beast?
Am I the guest or am I the feast?
Unwind the wool.
Break the curse.
Don't look back.
[Chorus]
[Prompt: Cinematic 80s pop, gated reverb drums, soaring melodic synths, emotional climax, ethereal atmosphere, 1985.]
And if I could, I’d make a deal with the weaver
I’d be the ghost and I’d be the believer
I’m following the red line, pulling on the thread
Running from the monster living in my head
Out of the Labyrinth, into the light.
Is it a man? Is it a beast?
Am I the guest or am I the feast?
Unwind the wool.
Break the curse.
Don't look back.
Brad_Dharma
