Even If It Hurts [SikNastee!!🤌🏻] (Remastered)

Genre: Extreme blackened Hardcore Metalcore / Hardcore Grindcore Ruthlessly heavy, relentless, no melody, inhuman gut vocals, harp, rcussive guitar riffs with chaotic dissonance, Bass drops and sub-drops that rupture the mix, Drums are relentless, with blast beats, double kick assaults, and devastating cymbal fills, Slam sections with ultra-sludgy, face-smashing breakdowns, Tempo whiplashes between blistering grindcore speed and cavernous slow-motion slams, Mood: Vicious, mocking, and merciless, The phrase “It’ll Be Alright… (Even If You Cry)” is spat like venom, dripping with sarcasm and loathing, Every moment should feel like it’s breaking down walls with pure hatred, Instrumentation: 8-string guitars tuned absurdly low, snarling distortion, sharp pinch harmonics, Bass is earth-shaking and upfront, Drums are hyper-technical, massive cymbal work in fills, constant kick pressure, and sudden half-time slams, Layers of industrial noise, feedback, and eerie dissonance, Pure Annihilation

V5.5

[Verse 1 – 0:20 – 0:50 | Saw-blade tremolo riffs, chaotic blastbeats | Vocals: articulate gutturals, rhythmic phrasing]
I wear your cries like a robe of royalty,
Your petty begging fuels the thrill I seek.
I am the calm in your collapsing nerve,
The punishment you’ll forever deserve.
Every cut, a sermon caught in flame,
With every scream, I engrave my name.
Your blood remembers the HELL I REHEARSE—
EVEN IF IT HURTS…I WILL ALWAYS MAKE IT WORSE!!

[Breakdown I – 0:50 – 1:20 | Sludge-paced slam; drums sync to syllables | Vocals: guttural lows layered with piercing highs]
EVEN IF IT HURTS!!!
(I’LL NEVER BE SORRY!)
IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE!!!
(YOUR SUFFERING ADORES ME!)
Your will decays beneath my verse,
With every plea that your ass wastes — it still only gets WORSE!!!!

[Verse 2 – 1:20 – 1:50 | Grinding punk-infused riffing, spit-snarl delivery]
You call it cruelty — I call it peace,
Where your resistance can not find release.
I’ll break your hope until it learns,
The line between love and how it burns.
No salvation left to rehearse,
No heaven left to reimburse.
EVEN IF IT HURTS!!!
I WILL ONLY MAKE IT WORSE!!!

[Breakdown II – 1:50 – 2:20 | Half-time, earth-cracking slam | Vocals: alternating gutturals and squeals]
EVEN IF IT HURTS!!!
(II’LL NEVER BE SORRY!)
IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE!!!
(YOUR SUFFERING IS MY GLORY!)
Your skin is scripture — I read it slow,
Your faith collapses, wherever I may choose to roam.

[Bridge – 2:20 – 2:50 | Feedback-drenched chaos; drums fade in/out like war sirens | Vocals: whispered menace → full-throated roar]
I am the reason your silence bleeds,
The hand that strangles what mercy needs.
You can’t outlive the rage I thirst —
EVEN IF IT HURTS…IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE!!
[Whisper echo:]
(“it only gets worse…Only gets worse…”)

[Final Breakdown – 2:50 – End | Cataclysmic, collapsing slam riff; layered vocals: monstrous gutturals, whispers, crowd snarl]
EVEN IF IT HURTS!!!
I’LL NEVER BE SORRY!!!
IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE!!!
YOUR GOD WON’T WARN ME!!!
EVEN IF IT HURTS!!!
I’LL NEVER BE SORRY!!!
I’LL WATCH YOU DROWN IN WHAT YOU WERE!!!
’CAUSE EVEN IF IT HURTS…
CHANCES ARE,
FOR YOUR SAKE,
I WILL ONLY MAKE IT WORSE!!!

[Feedback decay → metallic silence]

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[Intro – 0:00 – 0:20 | Glass shatters | Chains drag over concrete | Rising feedback leads to blastbeat detonation | Vocals: whispered venom → guttural roar] EVEN IF IT HURTS!!! I’LL NEVER BE SORRY!!! IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE!!! YOU’LL FEEL ALL THE RAGE I BEAR!! WITH EVERY SINGLE INCH OF SKIN I TEAR!! [Verse 1 – 0:20 – 0:50 | Saw-blade tremolo riffs, chaotic blastbeats | Vocals: articulate gutturals, rhythmic phrasing] I wear your cries like a robe of royalty, Your petty begging fuels the thrill I seek. I am the calm in your collapsing nerve, The punishment you’ll forever deserve. Every cut, a sermon caught in flame, With every scream, I engrave my name. Your blood remembers the HELL I REHEARSE— EVEN IF IT HURTS…I WILL ALWAYS MAKE IT WORSE!! [Breakdown I – 0:50 – 1:20 | Sludge-paced slam; drums sync to syllables | Vocals: guttural lows layered with piercing highs] EVEN IF IT HURTS!!! (I’LL NEVER BE SORRY!) IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE!!! (YOUR SUFFERING ADORES ME!) Your will decays beneath my verse, With every plea that your ass wastes — it still only gets WORSE!!!! [Verse 2 – 1:20 – 1:50 | Grinding punk-infused riffing, spit-snarl delivery] You call it cruelty — I call it peace, Where your resistance can not find release. I’ll break your hope until it learns, The line between love and how it burns. No salvation left to rehearse, No heaven left to reimburse. EVEN IF IT HURTS!!! I WILL ONLY MAKE IT WORSE!!! [Breakdown II – 1:50 – 2:20 | Half-time, earth-cracking slam | Vocals: alternating gutturals and squeals] EVEN IF IT HURTS!!! (II’LL NEVER BE SORRY!) IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE!!! (YOUR SUFFERING IS MY GLORY!) Your skin is scripture — I read it slow, Your faith collapses, wherever I may choose to roam. [Bridge – 2:20 – 2:50 | Feedback-drenched chaos; drums fade in/out like war sirens | Vocals: whispered menace → full-throated roar] I am the reason your silence bleeds, The hand that strangles what mercy needs. You can’t outlive the rage I thirst — EVEN IF IT HURTS…IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE!! [Whisper echo:] (“it only gets worse…Only gets worse…”) [Final Breakdown – 2:50 – End | Cataclysmic, collapsing slam riff; layered vocals: monstrous gutturals, whispers, crowd snarl] EVEN IF IT HURTS!!! I’LL NEVER BE SORRY!!! IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE!!! YOUR GOD WON’T WARN ME!!! EVEN IF IT HURTS!!! I’LL NEVER BE SORRY!!! I’LL WATCH YOU DROWN IN WHAT YOU WERE!!! ’CAUSE EVEN IF IT HURTS… CHANCES ARE, FOR YOUR SAKE, I WILL ONLY MAKE IT WORSE!!! [Feedback decay → metallic silence]

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