[Intro - 0:00 - 0:30] [A thick, down-tuned bass guitar opens alone with a distorted, fuzzy tone. After two bars, a heavy, syncopated drum beat enters—snare hits like a gunshot. Then, both guitars crash in with a sliding, "sludge-like" riff that emphasizes the low C string.] (Verse 1) (Vocals: Low, breathy, and dangerous) You waited for the moment I would trip and fall A shadow in the corner, leaning ‘gainst the wall You fed on every secret, you drank my every tear But you underestimated the king of all my fear (Pre-Chorus) (Vocals: Building in volume, more grit added to the tone) [Guitars transition from heavy chugging to open, ringing chords with a slight flange effect.] Yeah, the sky is turning purple, the air is getting cold The lies you tried to bury are starting to unfold Can you hear the beating? Can you feel the heat? The sound of a heart that refuses to retreat! (Chorus - 0:55 - 1:25) (Vocals: Full-power chest voice, high energy, raw and melodic) [Guitars explode into massive power chords. The drummer hits the crash cymbals on every beat. High-gain distortion.] I’m breathing through Iron Lungs, tasting the rust! I’m rising from the ashes, I’m shaking off the dust! You can circle like a vulture, you can wait for me to die But I’ll rip the wings of silver right out of your sky! [A short, 4-bar heavy rhythmic breakdown with the main riff.] (Verse 2) (Vocals: More aggressive, rhythmic, almost spitting the words) [Drums keep a steady driving beat; guitars use heavy palm-muting.] The scars are just a map of everywhere I’ve been A testament to battles that I fought beneath the skin So sharpen up your talons, and look me in the eye You’re looking at a ghost who forgot how to say goodbye! (Pre-Chorus) (Vocals: Intense, building to a scream) Yeah, the sky is turning purple, the air is getting cold The lies you tried to bury are starting to unfold Can you hear the beating? Can you feel the heat? THE SOUND OF A MAN WHO WON'T ACCEPT DEFEAT! (Chorus) (Vocals: Maximum volume, raspy and soaring) [Guitars and bass lock into a wall of sound. Total sonic saturation.] I’m breathing through Iron Lungs, tasting the rust! I’m rising from the ashes, I’m shaking off the dust! You can circle like a vulture, you can wait for me to die But I’ll rip the wings of silver right out of your sky! [Bridge - 2:15 - 2:45] [The tempo drops. The music becomes atmospheric with a clean, echoing guitar melody. Bass is prominent and melodic.] (Vocals: Melancholic, almost a haunting whisper) Pick the skin... Leave the bone... I am better... Left alone... [Sudden transition: A blood-curdling scream leads into the solo.] (Vocal: YEAAAAAAAH!) [Guitar Solo - 2:30 - 3:00: A blistering, high-gain solo. Starts with slow, bluesy bends and moves into fast pentatonic shreds and "wah-wah" pedal screams. The drums use double-kick pedals to drive the intensity.] (Final Chorus - 3:00 - 3:30) (Vocals: Desperate and powerful, adding ad-lib screams in the background) I’m breathing through Iron Lungs, tasting the rust! I’m rising from the ashes, I’m shaking off the dust! You can circle like a vulture, you can wait for me to die But I’ll rip the wings of silver right out of your sky! [Outro - 3:30 - 4:00] [The main riff returns, heavier and slower than before—"Half-time" feel.] (Vocals: Deep growls) Out of the sky... From the dirt... Into the fire... [Music stops abruptly on a final, dissonant chord that echoes into feedback.] (Spoken, cold whisper): I'm still here.
