Crimson Black

[Intro: Cinematic Low-Frequency Hum, Distorted Industrial Static, Ethereal Melodic Whispers] [Whispered] The white light is a lie... It’s too loud... it’s too sharp... Give me the shadows. Give me the pulse. [Verse 1: Low-Energy, Breathy Vocals, Minimalist Percussion, Deep Pulsing Synth-Bass] The world is a fluorescent scream, a sterile white room Clawing at the edges of a mind in full bloom. The static in my head is a jagged, silver wire But the Black comes pouring in like a cool, dark fire. It’s the velvet in the void, it’s the silence in the bone The only kingdom where I’m never truly alone. [Pause] In the dark... I can finally see. [Pre-Chorus: Rising Tension, Heavy Down-Tuned Guitar Chugs enter, Aggressive Drum Fills] [Guitar: Chug-Chug-Chug!] But the void needs a heartbeat... [Guitar: Chug-Chug-Chug!] The silence needs a sting... [Vocal rising to a rasp] I’m waiting for the color that the morning couldn’t bring! [Chorus: Massive Industrial Metal, Gritty Distorted Belting, Thundering Groovy Drums] PAINT IT BLACK FOR THE PEACE! PAINT IT RED FOR THE LIFE! The only two colors that can cut through the knife! One for the shadows where my ghosts go to sleep One for the secrets that the broken hearts keep! Crimson and Charcoal, the only cure I find To soothe the jagged edges of a fucked up mind! [Screamed] SOOTHE ME! [Verse 2: Mid-Tempo Heavy Groove, Snappy Aggressive Vocals, Industrial Clangs] The Red is the heat of the blood in the vein The beautiful friction that validates the pain. It’s the glow of the embers in a world made of frost The map for the souls who were born to be lost. Black is the anchor, Red is the sail A two-tone sanctuary inside of the fail. I’m stitching up the fractures with a scarlet thread [Manic laughter] Ignoring all the voices that are living in my head! [Bridge: Theatrical Goth-Rock, Operatic Vocalizations, Eerie Cinematic Synths] [Tempo slows, very dramatic] They want the pastel... they want the bright... They don’t understand the mercy of the night. [Vocal building from a whisper to a guttural roar] The White is a prison! The Blue is a lie! Give me the colors... [Screamed] OF A BLOOD-STAINED SKY! [Guitar Solo: Slow, Heavy, Melancholic Fuzz Solo with Industrial Wah-effects] [Chorus: Maximum Dynamic Intensity, Explosive Energy, Layered Harmonies] PAINT IT BLACK FOR THE PEACE! PAINT IT RED FOR THE LIFE! The only two colors that can cut through the knife! One for the shadows where my ghosts go to sleep One for the secrets that the broken hearts keep! Crimson and Charcoal, the only cure I find To soothe the jagged edges of a fucked up mind! [Outro: Sudden Drop to Silence, Heavy Heartbeat Drum, Fading Melodic Whispers] [Whispered] Deep Black... [Whispered] Burning Red... Finally... [Whispered] It’s quiet. [Final Industrial Thud] [End]