Quibbel - The Sound That Followed Me

steampunk breakcore, breakcore, industrial, glitch-core

+ Show full styles

• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • 
🎶 Deutsche Community für Suno-Artists 🎶
Wir sind die StorytellerZ.

Discord: https://discord.gg/dsET36Ecrk

© 2026 Arion Vox - Unauthorized use or duplication of these lyrics and music is prohibited.
• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── •

[Intro | Fast Ticking | High-speed steam release | Digital Noise]
At first, I thought it was coincidence.
A loose vibration… a faulty gear… perhaps even imagination.
But the same sound should not appear in three different places…
…without reason.

[Verse 1 | Driving Mechanical Rhythm | 115 BPM | Aggressive Strumming]
It started small, a fragile tone somewhere deep in brass and bone
Not too loud and not too clear just enough to make me hear
In a hinge, a wire, a spring everywhere the same small thing
Like a whisper made of steel something I could almost feel
I wrote it down, I marked the place tried to fix it, tried to trace
But the moment I drew near it was gone… or reappeared

[Pre-Chorus | Fast Tempo | Stutter-edit Violins | High Energy]
Not a fault and not decay not a sound that fades away
Every time I turned around there it was - the very same sound

[Chorus | Heavy Industrial Stomp | Distorted Folk-Punk | Chaotic]
It followed me through every gear through every note I tried to hear
In every song, in every tone something echoed not my own
I changed the pitch, I changed the key but it would not let me be
Like a thread I could not see pulling quietly… at me

[Verse 2 | Glitch-Hop Elements | Rapid Fire Delivery]
In the market full of noise hidden deep in broken toys
In the wind through hollow pipes in the hum of copper lines
Not a pattern I could chart more like something with a heart
It would bend but never break shift with every move I'd make
[Vocal glitch:] wake... wake... w-w-wake
Every sound I chose to keep woke it slowly from its sleep

[Pre-Chorus 2 | High Tension | Shimmering digital artifacts | Swelling Drone]
Piece by piece and tone by tone I had built it on my own
Not with hands and not with skill but with every captured thrill

[Chorus | Heavy Industrial Stomp | Distorted Folk-Punk | Chaotic]

It followed me through every gear through every note I tried to hear
In every song, in every tone something echoed not my own
I closed the box, I shut it tight still it sang throughout the night
Like a thought I could not flee calling softly… back to me

[Verse 3 | Deconstructed | Lower Register | Sudden Filter Sweep]

Then one night it changed its form not a whisper, not a storm
But a sound that almost spoke like a word that never broke
I went still and held my breath felt the room go still as death
All the pieces, all the parts lined up like mechanical hearts
[Instrumental Break | Glitchy Violin Solo | Circuit-bent sounds]
Then I heard it, sharp and new
not a noise - a residue
Not behind me not ahead

[Voice processing: Bitcrushed & Close]
But inside my head

[Bridge | Breakcore Breakdown | 16th note drum rushes | Pure Chaos]
[Instruction: Extreme digital stuttering and audio destruction]

No machine
No design
No device
Only time
Every sound
Every part
Built a voice
From the start

[Final Chorus | Maximum Intensity | Orchestral Glitch | Full Power]
It followed me through every gear through every doubt, through every flaw
Not a glitch and not a mistake - the truest thing I saw
Every tone I tried to claim only fed it, gave it name
And now I hear it constantly
Not behind me.
Not ahead.

[Vocal: Heavy Distortion]
But becoming… WHAT I SAID!

[Outro | Rapidly slowing gears | Failing Battery sound | Sudden Cut]
I am no longer... entirely... c-c-certain...
(Static noise)
Who is collecting... [Glitch] ...whom?

3701/7500

• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • 🎶 Deutsche Community für Suno-Artists 🎶 Wir sind die StorytellerZ. Discord: https://discord.gg/dsET36Ecrk © 2026 Arion Vox - Unauthorized use or duplication of these lyrics and music is prohibited. • ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • [Intro | Fast Ticking | High-speed steam release | Digital Noise] At first, I thought it was coincidence. A loose vibration… a faulty gear… perhaps even imagination. But the same sound should not appear in three different places… …without reason. [Verse 1 | Driving Mechanical Rhythm | 115 BPM | Aggressive Strumming] It started small, a fragile tone somewhere deep in brass and bone Not too loud and not too clear just enough to make me hear In a hinge, a wire, a spring everywhere the same small thing Like a whisper made of steel something I could almost feel I wrote it down, I marked the place tried to fix it, tried to trace But the moment I drew near it was gone… or reappeared [Pre-Chorus | Fast Tempo | Stutter-edit Violins | High Energy] Not a fault and not decay not a sound that fades away Every time I turned around there it was - the very same sound [Chorus | Heavy Industrial Stomp | Distorted Folk-Punk | Chaotic] It followed me through every gear through every note I tried to hear In every song, in every tone something echoed not my own I changed the pitch, I changed the key but it would not let me be Like a thread I could not see pulling quietly… at me [Verse 2 | Glitch-Hop Elements | Rapid Fire Delivery] In the market full of noise hidden deep in broken toys In the wind through hollow pipes in the hum of copper lines Not a pattern I could chart more like something with a heart It would bend but never break shift with every move I'd make [Vocal glitch:] wake... wake... w-w-wake Every sound I chose to keep woke it slowly from its sleep [Pre-Chorus 2 | High Tension | Shimmering digital artifacts | Swelling Drone] Piece by piece and tone by tone I had built it on my own Not with hands and not with skill but with every captured thrill [Chorus | Heavy Industrial Stomp | Distorted Folk-Punk | Chaotic] It followed me through every gear through every note I tried to hear In every song, in every tone something echoed not my own I closed the box, I shut it tight still it sang throughout the night Like a thought I could not flee calling softly… back to me [Verse 3 | Deconstructed | Lower Register | Sudden Filter Sweep] Then one night it changed its form not a whisper, not a storm But a sound that almost spoke like a word that never broke I went still and held my breath felt the room go still as death All the pieces, all the parts lined up like mechanical hearts [Instrumental Break | Glitchy Violin Solo | Circuit-bent sounds] Then I heard it, sharp and new not a noise - a residue Not behind me not ahead [Voice processing: Bitcrushed & Close] But inside my head [Bridge | Breakcore Breakdown | 16th note drum rushes | Pure Chaos] [Instruction: Extreme digital stuttering and audio destruction] No machine No design No device Only time Every sound Every part Built a voice From the start [Final Chorus | Maximum Intensity | Orchestral Glitch | Full Power] It followed me through every gear through every doubt, through every flaw Not a glitch and not a mistake - the truest thing I saw Every tone I tried to claim only fed it, gave it name And now I hear it constantly Not behind me. Not ahead. [Vocal: Heavy Distortion] But becoming… WHAT I SAID! [Outro | Rapidly slowing gears | Failing Battery sound | Sudden Cut] I am no longer... entirely... c-c-certain... (Static noise) Who is collecting... [Glitch] ...whom?

0/500