[INTRO] (0:00 - 0:11) An unaccompanied, gritty electric guitar fires off immediately. The tone is heavily distorted with aggressive, wide string bends and a prominent 710ms delay bouncing in the stereo field. The riff chugs heavily on the low E string before snapping up into sharp, weeping blues licks. (0:11 - 0:22) CRASH! The drums strike a cutting snare and exploding crash cymbal simultaneously on the downbeat. The bass drops in with a deep, overdriven rumble, locking into the root notes of the Em power chord groove. The tempo settles into a slow, pounding 87 BPM stomp. The guitar loops the heavy, low-end main riff, tossing out occasional sharp, screeching upper-register fills. [VERSE 1] (The instrumentation strips back. The guitar drops into a palm-muted, driving Em rhythm track. The bass sticks closely to the roots and fifths, reinforcing the dark groove.) (Em) Midnight hit like a concrete wall Thermometer’s bleeding, the winter wind crawls (Em) I turned around and your closet was bare Just a ghost of your perfume hanging in the air (Am) Blindsided in the freeze, begging for a spark (Em) Reaching out for anyone to hold in the dark (B5)You didn't even argue, you didn't leave a track (B5) Just a cold, bold shadow that ain't looking back [CHORUS] (The band steps up the intensity. The drums rely heavily on a cutting snare crack and prominent crash cymbals on every major transition. The guitar tracks multiply into a thick wall of distortion.) (Em) Now the frost is locked in, the damage is done (Am) Looking at the smoking barrel of a loaded gun (Em) We crossed the line where the mercy burns (B5 - C5 - B5) Yeah, we’re crashing at the (B7#9) point of no return! (Em) It’s too late to cry now... (Em) Yeah, it’s too late to cry. [VERSE 2] (Back to the heavy, steady 87 BPM stomp. Short melodic fills snake between each vocal line.) (Em) ([Guitar Fill - sharp bend]) Years went by while we bled on the floor Trying to patch the hinges on a broken door( Em) ([Guitar Fill - heavy delay scream]) But love turned to venom, and the venom turned to hate We picked up a blade and we sealed our fate (Am) Now I’m choking on the silence, desperate for the thread (Em) Of the promises we made and the words that we said (B5) But your heart turned to stone, mine turned to ash (B5) Nothing left to salvage in the wreckage of the crash [CHORUS] (Full-force Hard Rock climax. Maximum drum aggression.) (Em) Now the frost is locked in, the damage is done (Am) Looking at the smoking barrel of a loaded gun (Em) We crossed the line where the mercy burns (B5 - C5 - B5) Yeah, we’re crashing at the (B7#9) point of no return! (Em) It’s too late to cry now... [GUITAR SOLO] (The rhythm guitar keeps a thick, driving Em - Am - B5 - C5 - B5 - Em progression underneath. The bass is deeply overdriven, anchoring the low end. The lead guitar takes over completely—highly expressive, mixing lightning-fast minor pentatonic runs, massive double-stops, and crying, sustained bends drenched in the 710ms delay.) [OUTRO] (The solo transitions back into the main low-end riff. The vocals return with raw, gritty desperation over the pounding beat.) (Em) Too late to cry... (Guitar responds with a sharp extension fill) (Em) Ice in your veins, no tears in your eyes. (Am) Nothing left to hold... (Em) God, it's so cold. (B5 - C5 - B5) No turning back. (B7#9) No turning back. (The band hits a final, massive, sustained Em power chord. The guitar lets out a final feedback howl that echoes out slowly through the delay pedal until it fades into silence.)
