[0:00 - 0:35] [Intro] (Slow, down-tuned baritone guitar riff grinding with heavy distortion feedback) (Abrasive fuzz bassline crawling beneath like a black sludge) (Dragging snare drum hitting heavily on beat three) [0:35 - 1:20] [Verse 1] (Voix basse, étouffée, pleine de dégoût de soi) It’s not just in my head, it’s rooted in my bones A sickening decay that turns my blood to stone Everything I touch decays and falls apart I carry toxic soil inside a blackened heart I look at what I’ve done, I look at who I am A walking catastrophe, a permanent damn [1:20 - 1:50] [Pre-Chorus] (La voix se tend violemment, râpeuse et étranglée) There is no cleaning out the filth beneath my skin... The rot is deeper than it’s ever fucking been... It’s in the marrow now... let the bleed begin... [1:50 - 2:40] [Chorus] (Explosion brutale - Mur de distorsion écrasant, chant hurlé avec une détresse absolue) There’s poison in the marrow, venom in the vein! I am the architect of my own fucking pain! Don’t get too close to me, you’ll wither in the smoke! I am a living curse, a cruel and twisted joke! (Voice cracks violently, sharp gasp for air) [2:40 - 3:20] [Verse 2] (Retour à la basse fuzz lourde et au riff traînant, voix tremblante de honte) I tried to wash it off, I scrubbed until I bled Still hear the bitter words repeating in my head A parasite that feeds upon my remaining grace I am ashamed to take up any fucking space You cannot cure a man who hates his own design The fault was never yours, the sickness is all mine [3:20 - 4:10] [Chorus] (Explosion maximale - Chant déchiré à s'en égorger, feedback de guitare hurlant) There’s poison in the marrow, venom in the vein! I am the architect of my own fucking pain! Don’t get too close to me, you’ll wither in the smoke! I am a living curse, a cruel and twisted joke! [4:10 - 4:50] [Bridge] (Tempo ralenti au maximum, lourdeur doom écrasante, voix agonisante) Contaminated... Sick to the core... Don't look at me... I can't take it anymore... [4:50 - 5:30] [Outro] (La distorsion s'effondre dans un larsen de guitare plaintif, la basse s'éteint) (Voice cracked, trembling whisper) Poison in the marrow... Nothing left to save... Dig the fucking grave... (Low guitar feedback dies slowly into silence) (Absolute silence) [End]
