Track 2 - Enceladus

[INTRO — DROP IMMEDIATELY INTO FULL DJENT WEIGHT, NO BUILDUP] [VERSE 1 SCREAMED FEMALE VOCALS / TEMPO DOUBLES INTO A DRIVING AND PUNISHING GUITAR RIFF] CLAW MARKS IN MY NECK — HAVE LEFT STAINS ON MY SKIN — FUMBLING MY WAY INTO SURVIVAL — COULD IT BE BETTER NOW? I CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE HUMAN. [VERSE 2 SCREAMED FEMALE VOCALS / TEMPO HALVES INTO A BREAKDOWN AND DESPARATE GUITAR RIFF] FORGO ALL REASON — AND COMPASSION — AND CONVICTION — TO FIND A TASTE OF TRANQUILITY IN THE TUNDRAAAAA- SALVATION TAKES COURAGE- BUT I'M LACKING RESOLVE- [SCREAMED - BREAK DOWN -The djent groove narrows — fewer notes, more space. Each chug lands heavier than the last, like footsteps getting closer to something. The high strings from earlier are still ringing somewhere above, thin and far away. Drums lock in tight but slow, half-time, deliberate. The song stops moving forward and starts moving downward. Each bar feels like a decision being made. The air gets thicker. By the end, it's just one note, repeated, waiting] SWINGING MY FEET FROM THE GUYSER- TESTING THE WATER- FEELING THE CALL OF THE VOID ON MY SKIN- [VERSE 3 SCREAMED FEMALE VOCALS / TEMPO DOUBLES INTO A DRIVING AND PUNISHING GUITAR RIFF] MY SOUL DEPARTED SOME TIME AGO- MY BODY WAS LEFT BEHIND- LOST BENEATH THE ICE SHEET- A TOTAL LOSS OF SPATIAL AWARE-NESS ECHOES OF MY KEEPER SHATTER AGAINST THE WALL [VERSE 4 SCREAMED FEMALE VOCALS / TEMPO HALVES INTO A BREAKDOWN AND DESPARATE GUITAR RIFF] THE SUBAQUEOUS VOICES BLEND INTO NOISE- AND FORM FROM EVERYWHERE AT ONCE- UNTIL THEY BECOME MEANINGLESS- (MORE INTENSE) UNTIL THEY BECOME MEANINGLESS- (MORE INTENSE) UNTIL THEY BECOME MEANINGLESS- (MORE INTENSE) UNTIL THEY BECOME MEANINGLESS.