Grimoire of the Void (The Warlock) — веном
Текст песни
[Intro]
[Creepy whisper]
(Shh...)
The grimoire is open. The black candles burn.
(Ha-ha-ha)
[Industrial Noise Swell]
[Gunshot Snare]
[Verse 1]
[High-pitched nasal rapid flow]
Readin' the runes on the wall, I see shadows that crawl in the dark (Yuh!)
Ash on my fingers, the demons are dancin', they leave a black mark (What?)
Triplet by triplet, I slice with the syllables, cut like a blade (Grah!)
You thought you a predator, I summon deities out of the shade!
(Click-clack, pow!)
Dirt on my boots and the chains on my neck, I step into the pit.
(Go, go!)
My flow is the venom, this black magic hex, you can't handle the hit!
[Pre-Chorus]
[Distorted Bass Rises]
[Low demonic growl]
The walls. Are shaking.
The sky. Is breaking.
[Beat Cut]
(Blegh!)
[Chorus]
[Extreme distorted scream rap]
[Heavy 808 Drop]
I AM THE WARLOCK! I SHATTER THE SPACE! (Yeah!)
BLOOD ON MY HANDS, PUT A CURSE ON YOUR FACE! (Die!)
[Rapid fire screamed flow]
A hundred hexes flying right at your back, I'm building a cult on the bones!
(Wub-wub-wub-bass!)
I AM THE WARLOCK! I SIT ON THE THRONE! (Bleed!)
(Graaaah!)
[Verse 2]
[Beat Switch to Half-Time Heavy Metal Chugs]
[High-pitched nasal rapid flow]
Okay, take a step back, the pentagram glows,
My skull is crackin', the heavy wind blows.
[Extreme distorted scream rap]
I SPIT ACID RAIN RIGHT INTO YOUR EYES! (Spit!)
[High-pitched nasal rapid flow]
You just a fake, you a king of the lies.
[Extreme distorted scream rap]
STEP IN THE CIRCLE AND SUFFER THE PAIN! (Argh!)
[High-pitched nasal rapid flow]
I am the priest of the dark, I'm insane.
[Bridge]
[Silence]
[Eerie Music Box Melody]
[Creepy whisper]
One, two... The mage comes for you.
Three, four... Better lock the door.
[Alarm Siren]
[Outro]
[Extreme distorted scream rap]
BURN IT! (Burn!)
BURN IN MY ALCHEMY! (Yeah!)
[High-pitched nasal rapid flow]
(ha-ha-ha-ha)
[Feedback Noise]
[Abrupt End]
Жанр: Industrial trap metal, dark trap, 150 BPM, chaotic occult energy, horrorcore. Hyper-distorted clipping 808s, machine-gun hi-hats, dissonant metallic bells, gunshot snares. Erratic rhythm shifts, sudden half-time beatdowns. Violent vocal delivery, erratic panning, aggressive throat-tearing energy contrasting with eerie whispers. Lo-fi grit, intentional digital clipping, harsh abrasive textures, claustrophobic underground mix. no glossy production, no clean pop vocals, no gentle melodies, no commercial polish.
Модель: V5.5
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