Slumber (Andrea's Nightmare)

Cinematic nightmare metal with extended runtime (~4:30), Begins as a warped music-box lullaby with whispered child vocals and eerie carnival tones, Soft spoken female narration with strong rhyme-driven flow gradually builds into syncopated industrial and rap-metal groove, Includes a long instrumental section with detuned carnival melodies, warped music-box motif, ambient breathing, and distant footstep echoes, Sudden heavy metalcore breakdown with sustained half-time chugs, distortion, and aggressive screams, Ends with abrupt silence followed by a cold metal alarm bell striking repeatedly in steady cadence, hollow metallic tone, strong decay and echo, with distant child vocals layered between bell strikes, Dark, surreal dream logic turning into psychological horror

WAKE UP, ANDREA Don’t sink too deep… This room hums low like it knows my name, Walls lean in but they don’t explain. Clock ticks sideways, numbers crawl, Every door leads back to the hall. Floor bends slow under tired feet, Heartbeat syncs with a broken beat. I blink once, the lights pull thin, I don’t remember sleeping — I remember when. Sky grins wide, teeth too white, Painted clouds peeling from night. Hear my name in the after-tone, Like it’s calling from inside my bones. Andrea… Wake up now… Tongue feels tied, Won’t make a sound. Andrea… Count it out… One… two… three… Lights go down. Mirrors lie with a straight face on, Show the me that I kept moving on. Stayed too long, broke too fast, Learned how to smile through shattered glass. I step forward, the ground bites back, Shadow pulls me off my track. Every fear that I outpaced Is standing here, wearing my face. Stitched my spine just to stand upright, Now the seams split under blinking lights. Fed my doubts till they learned to speak, Now they’re chanting back my weaknesses. They say rest. They say float. They say let the current take the throat. I learned early what dreams can do — They don’t kill you fast, they wear you through. Wake me up. I’m losing shape. The walls have veins. The floor has taste. Every threat Is me reflected. Every cut I never settled. This ain’t sleep. This is a test. I brought the war Inside my chest. I don’t know if this is punishment Or rehearsal. I don’t know if I’m trapped in here Or if I built it personal. Every monster knows my stance. Every blade fits my hand. Worst part isn’t the fear or pain — It’s how close this feels to home. Andrea… Don’t black out… Clench your jaw, Ride it out. Andrea… Stand your ground… Break the dream Or drown inside it now. Andrea… Wake up… Andrea… Wake up…

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