[STYLE: Electronic, Ice & Cold, Futuristic Melancholy] [MOOD: Cold, Atmospheric, Haunting, Digital] [INSTRUMENTATION: Deep Synth Pads, Pulsing Synth Bass, Glitchy Electronic Beats, Atmospheric Textures] [VOCALS: Minimal, Processed Vocal Snippets, Ethereal Echoes] [TEMPO: Moderate (Around 110-120 BPM)] [PRODUCTION: Crisp and Spatial Mixing, Subtle Reverb, High-Fidelity Soundscapes] [INFLUENCES: Tom Enzy, LissA, ZHU, KREAM]

***Uma cidade futurista congelada, onde neon azul ilumina o céu escuro. O som ecoa nas ruas vazias, refletindo a solidão digital do ambiente.*** ***Ambientes etéreos com delays sutis, pads gelados e efeitos glitch intermitentes, simulando circuitos elétricos e vento cortante.*** ***Fragmentos vocais distorcidos, como ecos de uma inteligência artificial tentando se comunicar.*** [Deep synth pads swell in, creating an icy ambiance.] [Distant echoes of processed vocal snippets fade in, ghostly and fragmented.] [Glitchy percussion subtly emerges, setting the futuristic tone.] "Perdidos no frio... entre memórias digitais." [Pulsing synth bass enters, giving a steady but hypnotic rhythm.] [Glitched hi-hats and stuttered vocal chops enhance the digital aesthetic.] "O tempo dissolve... somos apenas ecos na rede." [Punchy electronic beats hit, with a deep sub-bass driving the groove.] [Cold, reverberant synth leads contrast with warm low-end elements.] [Vocal snippets transform into rhythmic pulses, blending into the instrumental.] (Sussurrado: "Feel the freeze...") [Percussion fades, leaving only the melancholic pads and a distant, icy drone.] [A heavily processed vocal sample plays in the background, unintelligible but haunting.] "No silêncio, encontramos a verdade... ou apenas mais ruído?" [Tension builds as the bassline modulates and new glitch effects layer in.] [High-frequency arpeggios shimmer like frost forming on glass.] "O coração pulsa, mas será real?" [A full, immersive electronic drop with tight low-end, layered percussion, and haunting synths.] [Vocals become part da textura sonora, como sussurros congelados no tempo.] "Dance no frio, derreta-se na batida."

On repeat (Amazing Hitmakers)