[Instrumental intro: Extremely fast blast beats with a dissonant, screeching guitar feedback loop that transitions into a heavy, rhythmic slam riff] [Intro: Guttural, cavernous roar lasting 10 seconds] RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! THE COFFIN CLOSES! STIFLED! CRUSHED! [Verse 1: Fast, technical riffing with rapid-fire growls] Concrete jaws are clamping shut Iron ribs begin to strut Oxygen is turning thin The panic starts beneath the skin Buried under miles of earth A tomb designed before my birth Six feet deep is far too high In this crack, I wait to die! [Chorus: Slow, heavy "Slam" style riffing with deep guttural vocals] Claustrophobic pain! Pressure on the brain! Walls are drawing in! Shattering the chin! No room to scream, no room to breathe The crushing weight will not relieve! [Verse 2: Tremolo picking guitars and relentless double-bass drumming] Ribcage snaps like rotting wood Doing what the darkness should Eyes are bulging from the skull The senses start to fade and dull Thickening the air with rot In this God-forsaken slot Joints are grinding into dust Iron smell of blood and rust! [Chorus: Heavy slam tempo, deep diaphragm growls] Claustrophobic pain! Pressure on the brain! Walls are drawing in! Shattering the chin! No room to scream, no room to breathe The crushing weight will not relieve! [Verse 3: Abrupt tempo changes, chaotic drumming] Sweat is slick against the stone Muscle peeled away from bone Inches turn to millimeters Death is the only thing that filters The ceiling groans with tectonic spite Swallowing the last of the light Gravity becomes a vice Paying the ultimate physical price! [Chorus: Maximum volume, guttural intensity] Claustrophobic pain! Pressure on the brain! Walls are drawing in! Shattering the chin! No room to scream, no room to breathe The crushing weight will not relieve! [Instrumental solo: High-pitched, chaotic, dissonant guitar solo with heavy use of whammy bar dives and chromatic shredding] [Verse 4: Mid-tempo "chugging" riffs with rhythmic grunts] Lungs collapse, a flattened bag Spirit torn into a rag Total darkness, solid mass Watching your own life force pass Nails are torn on granite sheets Victory for the tomb is sweet Final heartbeat, muffled thud Mixing marrow with the mud! [Pre-Bridge: Increasing speed, frantic snare hits] It’s closing in! It’s closing in! It’s closing in! INTERNAL EXPLOSION! [Bridge: Slow, agonizing sludge-metal tempo with agonizing shrieks] [Guttural growls] CRUSH! GRIND! FLATTEN! BIND! The architecture of agony A blueprint of my misery! SPINE... SNAPPING... UNDER... THE... WEIGHT! [Coda: Sudden burst of speed, hyper-blasts] NO AIR! NO SPACE! NO EXIT! NO GRACE! PULVERIZED! OBLITERATED! ERASED! [Outro: Sound of heavy stone sliding shut, ending with a single, low-frequency feedback hum and one final pig squeal] Pressed into a pulp One final, gasping gulp The ceiling meets the floor I exist no more! [Sustained low-end growl] NO... MORE... [Silence]
