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The Sea Crawled Inland

☠️Maximator_Stupidus☠️
raw, dirty high-energy punk rock, driving tempo of approximately 180 BPM in a major key, The instrumentation features a dirty raspy distorted electric guitar playing power chords, a prominent dirty bass guitar providing a strong rhythmic foundation, and a drum kit with a consistent, driving beat emphasizing the snare and kick drum, male ultra-raspy super-low voices with a raw, slightly strained quality, bordering on shouting, and are mixed prominently in the foreground, The song structure is verse-chorus based with a clear, repetitive melodic hook in the chorus, There are no complex chord progressions, relying primarily on root-fifth power chords, The production is raw dirty and unpolished, typical of garage-punk, with a focus on instrumental aggression and vocal intensity, There are no discernible effects on the vocals beyond a slight natural room reverb, The guitar solo is short and melodic, played with a similar distorted tone as the rhythm guitar
V4.5+

Harbor lights blink out of sync Piers start groaning, cities sink Salt on lips, rust in veins The shoreline moves… without a brain! Weather says “unusual tide” Maps look wrong, but numbers lie Waves don’t scream, they don’t complain They just arrive… again… again! RISE UP! The sea crawls in! OH NO! Here it comes again! No hate, no rage, no battle cry Just water learning how to climb Windows breathe, the streets go wet Slow apocalypse… polite and set! We joke it’s fine, we stay inside Film the flood, enjoy the ride Self-aware, feet still dry Until the stairs… say goodbye! RISE UP! Further in! OH NO! Let it win! It doesn’t ask, it doesn’t care Brings old ships into the square Anchors drag through bedroom walls Tides remember… what we forgot! Churches drown, the markets float Insurance sings a sinking note No god comes to part the sea Just gravity… and irony! RISE UP! Past the door! OH NO! Want some more! By the time we shout “retreat!” We’re ankle-deep in salted streets The monster smiles without a face It’s just the ocean… taking space! Final shot, the lesson’s plain No claws, no teeth, no evil brain The sea didn’t hate, didn’t plot, didn’t scheme We warmed it up… now it’s reclaiming the scene! RISE UP! The sea crawls in! OH NO! We let it in! End of land, beginning blue The sea came back… like we knew!