[Deep Emotional Driven Intro] I go faster with each ticking fracture of my life, heels grinding gravel into ancient teeth, earth humming curses through the soles of my boots, worms twisting blind beneath uprooted pines, mud swallowing old names nobody dares speak aloud anymore. [Pre Chorus:EDM 265 hz - Bounce Drops] Cold morning air tears open my lungs oooh man, that gives me the chills not the pleasant kind, the kind that rattles church bells inside the ribcage, the kind that makes your jaw lock while the sky hangs there like a giant blue wound refusing to clot. [Chorus:Echoes Vibration] I keep inhaling anyway. Air whips around my skull in violent circles, filling my head with broken animal prayers, gusts carrying smoke, dead leaves, rust flakes, voices from drowned men buried under riverbeds, all of them clawing upward through the windpipe of dawn. [Verse 1] And I laugh. Wrong time to laugh. Wrong century maybe. Water crawls beside the highway in black trembling veins, ditches overflowing with storm filth and moon reflections, rainwater slipping into my sleeves like cold hands searching for a pulse. Every puddle holds another face. Every face opens its mouth. Every mouth spills out static and fish bones and warnings. [verse 2] Still I move. Faster now. Fire lives behind my eyes, gnawing electrical teeth through every memory I tried to bury. My bloodstream burns hot enough to melt railroad spikes, tongue tasting ash before the flames even arrive, fingernails packed with soot from touching things that should've stayed untouched forever. [Pre Chorus:EDM 265 hz - Bounce Drops] Cold morning air tears open my lungs oooh man, that gives me the chills not the pleasant kind, the kind that rattles church bells inside the ribcage, the kind that makes your jaw lock while the sky hangs there like a giant blue wound refusing to clot. [Chorus:Echoes Vibration] I keep inhaling anyway. Air whips around my skull in violent circles, filling my head with broken animal prayers, gusts carrying smoke, dead leaves, rust flakes, voices from drowned men buried under riverbeds, all of them clawing upward through the windpipe of dawn. [Verse 3] I hear forests screaming miles away. I hear mountains splitting in their sleep. I hear oceans throwing themselves against cliffs like beasts trying to escape the shape of the world. And the elements keep arguing inside me Earth saying rot. Water saying drown. Air saying vanish. Fire saying become. I can't tell which one is winning anymore. [Brigde] The cold keeps pouring into my chest, sharp as shattered glass dragged through wet muscle, and oooh man those chills come back meaner each time, like invisible hands stitching lightning directly into my nerves. [Pre Chorus:EDM 265 hz - Bounce Drops] Cold morning air tears open my lungs oooh man, that gives me the chills not the pleasant kind, the kind that rattles church bells inside the ribcage, the kind that makes your jaw lock while the sky hangs there like a giant blue wound refusing to clot. [Chorus:Echoes Vibration] I keep inhaling anyway. Air whips around my skull in violent circles, filling my head with broken animal prayers, gusts carrying smoke, dead leaves, rust flakes, voices from drowned men buried under riverbeds, all of them clawing upward through the windpipe of dawn. [verse 4] I swear the sunrise has learned my name, stalking the hills behind me with a mouth full of burning gold. I swear the dirt beneath my feet is alive now, heaving like the chest of some buried titan waking beneath the roots. Every second sprouts fangs the instant my hands brush against it, time snarling like a cornered beast chained inside my bloodstream. [Final Chorus] So I run. Through smoke thick as funeral cloth, through flooded fields where the water pulls at my knees like the dead begging me to sink beside them. Through windstorms tearing bark from ancient trees, their trunks shrieking into the blackened air like split cathedral beams. Through blazing horizons spilling molten orange into the rivers, fire hissing against the current while the whole earth steams alive around me. [Outro/fade] Faster until my body forgets its human shape. Until my veins churn with mud, embers, rainwater, and stormwind together. Until my bones crack like collapsing cliffs under a starving ocean. Until my heartbeat turns volcanic, each pulse blasting molten fury through my ribcage. Until the air inside my lungs ignites into bright violent sparks, and every breath tastes like lightning striking wet soil. Then I vanish not quietly, not cleanly but screaming into the jaws of the elements that forged me, as if Earth, Water, Air, and Fire finally came to drag their wandering son back home.
