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A recorded reading of “Bloodlines Beneath the Surface”. If the player does not load, use the original audio source.
A mountain splits the silent void, White peaks carved from a withered hymn. Their roots drip crimson into shadowed depths, Veins of earth unravel, raw and grim. The sun, a watching eye of red, Burns above this fractured plane. Its molten gaze ignites the sky, Beauty stitched with threads of pain. Below, a relic dons a shirt and tie, A fossil of corporate decay. Its hollow chest, a citrus heart, Bleeds light that rots and peels away. The rivers drip through memory’s cracks, Where life once thrived, now blackness feeds. The beast walks upright, tethered to myths, Lost in the red of what future bleeds. The mountain groans; the sky caves in, And stillness warps with surreal ache. Above, the red eye lingers still, Watching the beast beneath the hill. Its citrus heart dissolves to ash, The rivers scream, the relic fades. Yet crimson roots will twist and thrive, A hymn of ruin mankind made.
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[Intro – Dark and atmospheric, setting a vast and ominous tone] [Distant, rumbling bass swells like shifting earth. Hollow percussion echoes in the background, slow and deliberate. A deep, whispered voice emerges from the void.] A mountain splits the silent void, White peaks carved from a withered hymn. [Verse 1 – Slow, brooding, and weighty] [Distorted guitar riffs crawl in, sluggish and menacing. Drums hit like distant thunder, vocals spoken with a cold intensity.] Their roots drip crimson into shadowed depths, Veins of earth unravel, raw and grim. The sun, a watching eye of red, Burns above this fractured plane. [Chorus – Powerful and cinematic, layering harmonies and heavy instrumentation] [Drums explode into life, guitars swell with tremolo-picked melodies. Vocals soar, raw and desperate.] The rivers bleed, the echoes call, Beneath the weight, we stand—then fall. A world on fire, a hymn decayed, The bloodlines burn, the price is paid. [Verse 2 – Grinding, industrial undercurrents, a sense of decay] [The beat tightens, an eerie synth hums beneath distorted basslines. The vocals take on a sharper, cutting edge.] Below, a relic dons a shirt and tie, A fossil of corporate decay. Its hollow chest, a citrus heart, Bleeds light that rots and peels away. [Bridge – Haunting and surreal, a descent into madness] [Music pulls back to an eerie emptiness—only a single, reverberating guitar note and an eerie, chanted vocal. The drums are tribal, echoing through space.] The beast walks upright, tethered to myths, Lost in the red of what future bleeds. The mountain groans; the sky caves in, And stillness warps with surreal ache. [Chorus – Reprise, even heavier, crushing like a collapsing world] [The full band erupts, the vocals layered with harmonies and raw screams. The music feels on the edge of destruction.] The rivers bleed, the echoes call, Beneath the weight, we stand—then fall. A world on fire, a hymn decayed, The bloodlines burn, the price is paid. [Outro – Slow fade, eerie and unresolved] [Music collapses into whispers, the final notes dissolving into static and distant, distorted echoes. A single drum hit, then silence.] Above, the red eye lingers still, Watching the beast beneath the hill. Its citrus heart dissolves to ash, Yet crimson roots will twist and thrive… A hymn of ruin mankind made.
Song info
Post-Apocalyptic Prog Metal | Churning riffs, cinematic synths, tribal percussion. Spoken-word verses meet soaring choruses, evoking decay, collapse, and resilience.
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