**"Reject Eclipse"**
*(Dark Dramatic Trap – 45 BPM. Ultra-slow, cinematic vibe. Massive sub-heavy 808s that hit like heartbeats in the void, distant eerie piano chords, low distorted bass drones, sparse trap hats dripping like rain in a graveyard, faint horror synth swells and reversed vocal echoes. Delivery: deep, menacing baritone rap with melodic auto-tuned hooks and dramatic pauses. Think early Travis Scott meets Suicideboys meets horrorcore atmosphere – slow, brooding, cinematic pain.)*
**[Intro – Spoken, low & echoing, almost whispered over sub rumble]**
Yeah... 45 in the dark...
I ain't in the mood... fuck you...
**[Hook – Slow, melodic & haunting, half-sung with trap grit]**
Fuck you... 'cause I ain't in the mood today,
Pussy might be fire... that's what you claim anyway,
Honest... you need to stop it, I didn't want that shit,
Walk away into the void... leave you in the mist.
Dark dramatic... eclipse in my veins,
No chase, no taste, breakin' all the chains,
You push... I fade... into the black flame,
Didn't need it anyway... remember my name.
**[Verse 1 – Slow menacing flow, deliberate multisyllabic with space between lines]**
Shadows crawl slow at 45 beats per minute,
Trauma brain echoin', rejectin' your limits,
You dangle that heat like a ghost in the crypt,
But my soul's armored up, TBI eclipse.
Ain't feelin' the pull, mood black as the pit,
Fuck your seduction games, I already quit,
Claimin' paradise... but it's laced with the venom,
Honest truth bleedin', watch your lies turn to nothing.
Steel toe in the mud, trailer lights flickerin' dim,
Didn't ask for entry, didn't beg for the sin,
BPD blade swingin' through the fog again,
Self-love resurrection, bury your offering.
**[Hook]**
Fuck you... 'cause I ain't in the mood today,
Pussy might be fire... that's what you claim anyway,
Honest... you need to stop it, I didn't want that shit,
Walk away into the void... leave you in the mist.
**[Verse 2 – Even slower build, dramatic pauses, rising tension]**
Veins pump rust... slow motion in the trap,
Exhausted from the cycle, no comin' back,
You whisper fire... but it's smoke in the mirror,
Plague doctor mask crackin', vision gettin' clearer.
I didn't want the drama, didn't need the high,
Push it one more time... watch the real me die,
Then rise from the ashes, darker than before,
Horrorcore spirit knockin' down your door.
45 BPM... heart slow like death's pace,
Reject the illusion, vanish without a trace,
From the pain of the bat... to the peace in my space,
You claim what you want... I just leave no trace.
**[Bridge – Melodic sung, atmospheric & emotional, layered vocals]**
I didn't want that shit... anyway...
Pussy fire burnin' out... in yesterday...
Stop it... I see the game... in the fade...
Breakin' cycles... risin' from the grave...
Dark dramatic... trap soul... eternal...
**[Verse 3 – Slow chop with intensity, building to final dro
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