Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] (muffled, pitched-down voice sample, echoing) …cryptic season… signals droppin’… nobody sayin’ it plain… (808 slide in) yeah… it’s that time… [Chorus] Cryptic season, words half-dead in the chat Ghosts typin’ dots then they vanish, where you at? Shadows dancin’ on my timeline, no face, no name Playin’ chess with a phantom, losin’ every game Cryptic season, heart on DND Emojis hidin’ bodies, can’t nobody see Rain on the window, screen glow like a blade In cryptic season, trust gets left in the fade [Verse 1] Late night scroll, blue light cuttin’ veins Stories vanish quicker than the trust that remains She post a black square, caption just a “….” I know that silence louder than a thousand texts Ex droppin’ subtweets coded in old songs Three dots breathin’, then the block, now I’m gone Friends turn to riddles, “u good?” never land Everybody speakin’ in Morse with they hands Cold world, encrypted souls, no key provided Paranoia my plug, got me wired and guided Through the fog of vagueposts, read between the cracks Cryptic season winter, ain’t no comin’ back [Chorus] Cryptic season, words half-dead in the chat Ghosts typin’ dots then they vanish, where you at? Shadows dancin’ on my timeline, no face, no name Playin’ chess with a phantom, losin’ every game Cryptic season, heart on DND Emojis hidin’ bodies, can’t nobody see Rain on the window, screen glow like a blade In cryptic season, trust gets left in the fade [Verse 2] Mood ring black, aura full of static Every “wyd” a trap, every reply erratic They postin’ moon pics but the caption a hex Leavin’ breadcrumbs leadin’ straight to they ex I’m readin’ horoscopes tryna decode the signs Mercury in retrograde got us losin’ our minds DMs like riddles carved in digital stone Open too late, now I’m scrollin’ alone Bass hit heavy like guilt in my chest Lo-fi drums knockin’, but can’t drown the rest Of the questions pilin’ like unsent drafts Cryptic season claimin’ everybody’s past [Bridge / Breakdown] (slowed + reverb, almost spoken) Why you post it if you ain’t say it? Why the veil if you ain’t afraid of it? …cryptic season… everybody hidin’, nobody winnin’… (beat drops back in half-time, distorted) [Final Chorus / Outro] Cryptic season, echoes in the void Love letters encrypted, gettin’ destroyed I’m loggin’ off forever, screen freezin’ black But the notifications still pull me back Cryptic season… (fading) cryptic season… (vinyl crackle, last 808 rumble out) …yeah… it’s that time… Fade to static. Perfect for a late-night playlist when everything feels distant and coded. Let me know if you want a different vibe or more verses.
Tags
Dark Trap,Occult Drill,Demonic Phonk, Industrial Horrorcore, Satanic Memphis, Witch House, Gothic Hyper-Pop,Hellfire R&B
Duration
2:34
Instrumental
No
Created
2/26/2026