March Of The Rabbits

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mf235

Industrial rock, electronic rock, dark 90s alternative, aggressive, AI, ChatGPT

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[Section A: low aggressive spoken-word chant locked to the 3+2+2 rhythm, pitch-locked one-note vocal, rhythmic shouting, no singing, thin percussion, harsh noise only]
Step in line, keep your eyes on the floor
Breeding machines, nothing less, nothing more
Marching dynamic, wanting some more
Little footsteps, endless terror in store
Hide in the hutch, wait for the knife
Give up the power, give up the life

[Hard Cut: instant full-band stop, no transition, no reverb tail, dead air]

[Section B: cold spoken refrain over minimal 7/8 pulse, flat one-note delivery, tiny mechanical percussion, count feel remains 3+2+2, no sung chorus, no melodic hook, no chords]
All the little rabbits, running in a wheel
Doesn't it make you feel better?
Everything you suffer, everything you feel
Doesn't it make you feel better?

[Dead Air: empty pause, no drums, no synth, no vocal, no reverb tail]

[Jump Cut: violent restart, no buildup, sudden noise wall, return to strict 7/8 counted as 3+2+2]

[Section C: explosive screamed spoken-word locked to 7/8 accents, distorted bass noise, metal percussion, harsh static, asymmetric rhythm, no melodic singing, no chord progression]
Now you are trapped, nowhere to run!
Baring the teeth, the damage is done!
Chewing the wires, blocking the sun!
Fluffy and broken, bleeding inside
Here comes the shadow, nowhere to hide!

[Hard Cut: instant full-band stop, no transition, no reverb tail, dead air]

[Section B Repeat: colder, flatter, more robotic, close dry spoken vocal, minimal 7/8 pulse only, 3+2+2 accents, no sung chorus, no melodic hook]
All the little rabbits, running in a wheel
Doesn't it make you feel better?
Everything you suffer, everything you feel
Doesn't it make you feel better?

[Dead Air: empty pause, no drums, no synth, no vocal, no reverb tail]

[Outro: sudden chaotic industrial crash in 7/8, shouted command, no melody, instant hard cut]
MARCH! MARCH! MARCH!
Die!
[End: instant stop]

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[Intro: drums only first, strict 7/8 odd-meter pattern, count feel is ONE two three / ONE two / ONE two, accents on 1, 4, and 6, repeat the asymmetric seven-count loop, no 4/4 beat, no four-on-the-floor] [Section A: low aggressive spoken-word chant locked to the 3+2+2 rhythm, pitch-locked one-note vocal, rhythmic shouting, no singing, thin percussion, harsh noise only] Step in line, keep your eyes on the floor Breeding machines, nothing less, nothing more Marching dynamic, wanting some more Little footsteps, endless terror in store Hide in the hutch, wait for the knife Give up the power, give up the life [Hard Cut: instant full-band stop, no transition, no reverb tail, dead air] [Section B: cold spoken refrain over minimal 7/8 pulse, flat one-note delivery, tiny mechanical percussion, count feel remains 3+2+2, no sung chorus, no melodic hook, no chords] All the little rabbits, running in a wheel Doesn't it make you feel better? Everything you suffer, everything you feel Doesn't it make you feel better? [Dead Air: empty pause, no drums, no synth, no vocal, no reverb tail] [Jump Cut: violent restart, no buildup, sudden noise wall, return to strict 7/8 counted as 3+2+2] [Section C: explosive screamed spoken-word locked to 7/8 accents, distorted bass noise, metal percussion, harsh static, asymmetric rhythm, no melodic singing, no chord progression] Now you are trapped, nowhere to run! Baring the teeth, the damage is done! Chewing the wires, blocking the sun! Fluffy and broken, bleeding inside Here comes the shadow, nowhere to hide! [Hard Cut: instant full-band stop, no transition, no reverb tail, dead air] [Section B Repeat: colder, flatter, more robotic, close dry spoken vocal, minimal 7/8 pulse only, 3+2+2 accents, no sung chorus, no melodic hook] All the little rabbits, running in a wheel Doesn't it make you feel better? Everything you suffer, everything you feel Doesn't it make you feel better? [Dead Air: empty pause, no drums, no synth, no vocal, no reverb tail] [Outro: sudden chaotic industrial crash in 7/8, shouted command, no melody, instant hard cut] MARCH! MARCH! MARCH! Die! [End: instant stop]

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