Lighthouse

Opening with sparse, reverb-soaked piano and haunting gospel choir vocals, tension swells as atmospheric strings layer in, Sudden dynamic shifts pull the listener into syncopated djent guitar riffs and polyrhythmic drums, building to guttural post-hardcore breakdowns, Intricate textures ebb and flow, driven by heavy, cleanly articulated riffs and hypnotic rhythmic pulses, maintaining a dark, thought-provoking, post-classical edge throughout

V4.5

[Instrumental Intro] open the book have a glance at each page words written in rage slipping on a step I'm sick of ascending these condescending remarks always pretending to know where they start [Instrumental Breakdown] I see those eyes in the dark nothing to impart, other than a way to restart, yet again adding to the cart, severance throwing another dart, at the median it's getting away it's growling, it stays hungry what will it take from me, it's out of its mind for me I'm running from time toting a million reasons why I'm holding my hands to the sky it's dripping from lies from the sink what do you think did you even blink here's the thing spinning makes me nauseous but why be cautious if I'm sick I'm coughing up lungs I'm coughing up blanks I'm tossing my heart until it's on the brink of falling apart walking on the plank [Pause] its intentions, pretentious the metal, is bending imprinting an everlasting consequence subsequent to the pain you nurtured this rainfall becomes a nuisance a caricature of a figure breaking the wood causing splinters hazardous mixtures clinging from tinctures hailing periodically, looming forever [Instrumental Breakdown] if the lighthouse falls who am I to find my way if the lighthouse falls who am I to find my way if the lighthouse falls who am I to find my way [Instrumental Breakdown] [Guitar Solo] open the book have a glance at each page words written in rage slipping on a step I'm sick of ascending these condescending remarks always pretending to know where they start [Instrumental Breakdown] [Instrumental Outro]

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