[0:00 – 0:22 | OST Intro – Distorted Choir + Warped Strings]
(time distortion sound)
Buried hand…
Broken seal…
Something ancient… waking…
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[0:23 – 1:00 | Verse 1 – Aggressive / Chaotic Flow]
They dug too deep where the dark was chained
Pulled at the roots of forgotten pain
Mad king crowned in a grave of rain
Now the whole land screams in strain
Oolacile twisted, light run thin
Scholars reached and it pulled them in
Primeval rage under skin
This ain’t evil — this is origin
Humanity writhing in blackened mass
Past and future collapse and clash
Time itself start cracking fast
Every second might be the last
I stepped through eras not my own
Saw a kingdom overthrown
Faced a father turned unknown
To a beast of bone
(fall deeper!)
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[1:01 – 1:31 | Chorus 1 – Heavy / Chaotic]
Primeval man, abyss unchained
Grief turned fury, mind deranged
From shattered past the dark was raised
Now the world decays
Let the ground collapse (collapse)
Feel reality snap (snap)
There’s no turning back
From the primeval man
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[1:32 – 1:55 | OST Break – Erratic Strings + Drum Burst]
(distorted heartbeat)
Ahhh—
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[1:56 – 2:30 | Verse 2 – Faster / Desperate]
Arm like a comet tearing the sky
Every swing make the black winds cry
This ain’t a demon, don’t simplify
This is sorrow amplified
Lost pendant, forgotten plea
A father’s rage eternally
Humanity warped grotesquely
Into catastrophic energy
I dodge through fragments of what he was
Abyss expanding because
No mercy, no pause
Just claws
If this is man at his core
Not gods, not war
Just grief at the door
Then what we fighting for?
(stand firm!)
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[2:31 – 3:00 | Chorus 2 – Bigger / Choir Screaming]
Primeval man, abyss unbound
Time and space collapse around
Every scream a thunder sound
Shaking the ground
When the dark consumes (consumes)
And the blackness blooms (blooms)
I cut through the gloom —
Primeval man
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[3:01 – 3:25 | Bridge – Quiet / Haunting]
Not a monster…
Just a wound…
Left to rot…
Too soon…
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[3:26 – 3:55 | Final Chorus – Explosive Phase 2 Energy]
Primeval man, fury untamed
History burned, no one to blame
If this is where we came
Then we’re all the same
Let the abyss expand (expand)
Blade in my hand (hand)
I make my stand —
Against the primeval man.
(reality tear sound — abrupt cut)