[Verse 1- A pulsing, arpeggiated 80s synth and a driving electronic kick drum. The guitars are clean but drenched in a cavernous reverb. Vocals are pristine, emotional, and breathy.]
Think back to the night you struck the match
And smiled as the sanctuary turned to ash.
I was a ghost, trapped in the smoke,
Choking on the poison that you spoke.
Numb to the bone with nowhere to run...
[Pre-Chorus- he live drums enter with a rapid, building snare roll. The bass guitar starts to rumble heavily underneath.]
So go ahead and lock the gate!
Abandon me to seal my fate!
[Chorus- total explosion. A massive, driving drop-tuned guitar riff locks in with crashing cymbals. Shimmering synths elevate the entire mix into a towering wall of sound.]
You can leave me to the fire!
I will rise up from the pyre,
Crowned in the disaster!
Tear me at the seams!
Every cut will wake me!
Every ember builds my crown!
[Verse 2- the heavy guitars drop out, replaced by a bouncy, rhythmic bassline and tight trap hi-hats]
The daggers you buried deep in my spine,
I melted them down, now the iron is mine.
So save your regrets, 'cause I owe you my life,
You gave me the venom I needed to bite!
[Pre-Chorus- the snare roll and rumbling bass return, building that massive tension all over again.]
So go ahead and lock the gate!
Abandon me to seal my fate!
[Chorus- The massive, triumphant wall of sound slams back in.]
You can leave me to the fire!
I will rise up from the pyre,
Crowned in the disaster!
Tear me at the seams!
Every cut will wake me!
Every ember builds my crown!
[Bridge- The music completely stops. One beat of absolute silence. Then, a disgustingly heavy, syncopated djent drop hits. The synths turn dark and chaotic. This is the pure metalcore shift.]
I’LL WATCH YOU suffocate!
ON THE TOXIC BED YOU MADE!
I AM THE ARCHITECT OF EVERYTHING YOU BREAK!
AND NOW YOU SEE THE FLAME! (Now you see!)
I’LL WATCH YOU suffocate!
STARVING FOR THE AIR YOU take!
I AM THE memory OF EVERYTHING YOU waste!
AND NOW YOU SEE THE FLAME!
[Guitar Solo / Build-Up]
[Instrumentation: The breakdown morphs into a frantic, emotional guitar solo over the heavy rhythmic chugging, perfectly bridging the gap between brutality and melody before the final explosion.]
[Screamed vocals layering in the background] EVERY EMBER BUILDS MY CROWN!
[Final Chorus- Seamless transition back into the massive, soaring stadium-rock chorus. Cymbals crashing on every single beat, maximum energy.]
You can leave me to the fire!
I will rise up from the pyre,
Crowned in the disaster!
Tear me at the seams!
Every cut will wake me!
Every ember builds my crown!
[Heavy, start-stop guitar stabs]
You can leave me to the fire!
I will rise up from the pyre!
Every ember builds my crown!
Atlantica
