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The void

The void

electronic / hip-hop / industrial

Not death — older than that. The hunger behind the door, the thought you never let finish, the click before the lights go off. The void doesn’t speak in words. It hosts. Three and a half minutes of clawing at the inside of your own skull until you stop fighting and let it in, because there’s peace in the scream if you scream long enough.

Tracks

  1. 01 The void 3:43
    Lyrics
    [Intro]
    You ever hear silence scream?
    It dont sound like nothin.
    It feels like teeth.
    
    [breakdown]
    
    [Section 1 - Broken Tempo Flow]
    I stood at the edge -
    Not metaphor, not dream.
    Cold under my ribs,
    Like the dark could breathe.
    It smiled with no face,
    Pulled my name from the air,
    And said, You been here before,
    Just forgot to be scared.
    
    Veins like wires.
    Hearts a war drum wrapped in meat.
    Feet rooted to a world that dont exist,
    Just a cruel repeat.
    
    Blood dont move right.
    Skin dont fit.
    Every mirror whispers,
    This aint it.
    
    
    [Section 2  - Slower, grime-coated delivery]
    This aint death - its older than that.
    Its the before.
    Its the hunger behind the door.
    Its the thought you never let finish.
    The twitch when you feel watched.
    The space between words.
    The click before the lights go off.
    
    Aint no comfort comin.
    Aint no mercy seat.
    Just a maw in the dark
    With a thousand teeth.
    
    
    
    [Mid-Section - Crescendo Flow]
    I begged it, cursed it, knelt like a dog,
    But the void just watchedlike a frauded god.
    Said, This aint punishment. This is real.
    This is the part youre not supposed to feel.
    
    I clawed at my thoughts, tried to climb out my skull,
    But the air got thick and my breath turned dull.
    Eyes wide open, sleep wont come,
    And the dark dont hum - it thrums.
    
    
    [Break - Low, muttered]
    Dont look too long.
    Dont listen too close.
    It dont speak in words.
    It hosts.
    
    
    [Final Section  Dissonant Rhythm, Wrathful Finish]
    I bit my tongue til it sang.
    Painted truths in spit and vein.
    Wore madness like a borrowed coat
    Fit too tight, but it kept me sane.
    
    Theres peace in the scream,
    If you scream long enough.
    Theres calm in the breakdown,
    If you break hard enough.
    
    So I smile now, wide and wrong,
    Lips cracked open like an old song.
    Void still there, still leanin in -
    But I stopped blinkin.
    I let it in.
    
    
    
    [Outro - Whispered again]
    It aint hell if you never knew heaven.
    Its just
    the truth without the lie.
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