the_healer(Thriller song)

soul horror, warm analog tape saturation and eerie tape hiss; warm mid-range English sung lead, powerful full-voice belt doubled on hooks, with voicemail-like spoken-word texture woven into the non-sung recording; organ and marimba trade slow, mournful phrases; restrained pulse, creepy chorus swell

V6-MINI

[Verse 1] Cold steel on my skin The peeling walls start to close Restraints bind my heavy limbs This room knows my darkest fears [Chorus] God, doctor, fire, you! The bitter cure! No medicine left! Save my soul! [Verse 2] Bright lights blind my sight Masked faces watch me bleed Assault's halt, a deadly salt Now hell comes for the damned [Chorus] God, doctor, fire, you! The bitter cure! No medicine left! Save my soul! [Chorus] God, still, continue! The darkness grows, go! Healing must begin! No turning back now! God, doctor, fire, you! The bitter cure! No medicine left! Save my soul! [Outro] Some cures require more Than just medicine

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