The Mask

Jackal ジャッカル

Full Prophecy

Jackal ジャッカル

cinematic metal, alternative R&B, gothic ambient

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[Intro – Soft lofi guitar under a full moon, distant metronome ticking] [whispered cadence, slow and intimate] Yeah I've been fooled once~ Everyone has been~ It feels like drowning in a pond~ Was it a relief when it did end?
[Verse 1 – Light EDM percussion begins: bump bump bump tum tum tum] I've been made a fool again, Caught up in your web made of sin, I have to keep closed so you aren't let in, Like a vampire you drain my resolve in wet sand, Addiction is the affliction on my mind again, You're weakening my resolve where I stand, I can't defy the abuse you hand, Out to my body — there's no ground to stand, Breaking down my mind into chattering strands, Do you got addictive pheromones in your sweat glands? Whip me up hard and give your demands, You're breaking my mind down into grains of sand, But then... you will understand...
[Bridge – Metal enters] That the chains around my feet, Are made of glass where concrete meets, And every hard-fought victory could have been a defeat~~~
[Chorus – Lofi with sensual 808s and staccato cadence] Not every royal wins the contest, Not every campaign ends in conquest, Even steel forged is under stress, And when it's thought battle-ready it doesn't stand up to the test. Would you call me yours for eternity? Do you see me as a release? Am I the cure to your disease, [staccato delivery] Or am I your priest~~ oh oh~~~~ (do you see me as a release...) (am I the cure to your disease...) (or am I your priest~~ oh oh~~)
[Verse 2 – Reversal, darker tone, beat builds] You should give up and submit to my demands, I do really insist~ Mechanism of control rests in my hand, And they tighten if you persist~
[Metal returns full force — mic scream delivery] That the chains around my feet, Are made of glass where concrete meets, And every hard-fought victory could have been a defeat~~~
[Final Breakdown – Guttural Phonetic Collapse layered over chorus] [Chorus echo faint in background — (do you see me as a release...)]
[guttural moans begin — layered in reverb] (uuuhhhhhh~ hnngghhh~ hrrrrhhh~ ahhh~) (nnnnnnnhhhh~ guhhh~ ssaaaahhh~)
[rhythmic gasps – synced with 808s] (haa~ haa~ haa~ tum-tum-tum) (snnnnffhh~ uuh~ nyaaagh~)
[mid-range vocal fry — melodic groans] (ahhh~ ahhhh~ ha-haaAAhhh~) (grrrhhhhh~ ssshhhh~ hhnnnrr~)
[one sharp screech at climax] (RHHHHAAAHHHHH!~)
[breathy exhale into silence — ritual ends] (hhhhaaahh...) (nnnhhh~) (f-f-f-fuhhh~)
[outro – whisper echo fades] (you wore the mask too long...) (it’s become your face...) (the priest becomes... the possession...)

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[Intro – Soft lofi guitar under a full moon, distant metronome ticking] [whispered cadence, slow and intimate] Yeah I've been fooled once~ Everyone has been~ It feels like drowning in a pond~ Was it a relief when it did end? [Verse 1 – Light EDM percussion begins: bump bump bump tum tum tum] I've been made a fool again, Caught up in your web made of sin, I have to keep closed so you aren't let in, Like a vampire you drain my resolve in wet sand, Addiction is the affliction on my mind again, You're weakening my resolve where I stand, I can't defy the abuse you hand, Out to my body — there's no ground to stand, Breaking down my mind into chattering strands, Do you got addictive pheromones in your sweat glands? Whip me up hard and give your demands, You're breaking my mind down into grains of sand, But then... you will understand... [Bridge – Metal enters] That the chains around my feet, Are made of glass where concrete meets, And every hard-fought victory could have been a defeat~~~ [Chorus – Lofi with sensual 808s and staccato cadence] Not every royal wins the contest, Not every campaign ends in conquest, Even steel forged is under stress, And when it's thought battle-ready it doesn't stand up to the test. Would you call me yours for eternity? Do you see me as a release? Am I the cure to your disease, [staccato delivery] Or am I your priest~~ oh oh~~~~ (do you see me as a release...) (am I the cure to your disease...) (or am I your priest~~ oh oh~~) [Verse 2 – Reversal, darker tone, beat builds] You should give up and submit to my demands, I do really insist~ Mechanism of control rests in my hand, And they tighten if you persist~ [Metal returns full force — mic scream delivery] That the chains around my feet, Are made of glass where concrete meets, And every hard-fought victory could have been a defeat~~~ [Final Breakdown – Guttural Phonetic Collapse layered over chorus] [Chorus echo faint in background — (do you see me as a release...)] [guttural moans begin — layered in reverb] (uuuhhhhhh~ hnngghhh~ hrrrrhhh~ ahhh~) (nnnnnnnhhhh~ guhhh~ ssaaaahhh~) [rhythmic gasps – synced with 808s] (haa~ haa~ haa~ tum-tum-tum) (snnnnffhh~ uuh~ nyaaagh~) [mid-range vocal fry — melodic groans] (ahhh~ ahhhh~ ha-haaAAhhh~) (grrrhhhhh~ ssshhhh~ hhnnnrr~) [one sharp screech at climax] (RHHHHAAAHHHHH!~) [breathy exhale into silence — ritual ends] (hhhhaaahh...) (nnnhhh~) (f-f-f-fuhhh~) [outro – whisper echo fades] (you wore the mask too long...) (it’s become your face...) (the priest becomes... the possession...)

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