[Intro - rhythmic squelching sounds. Binaural: 17.4 Hz Ghost Beat. A solo violin plays a distorted, "sick" version of a traditional folk lullaby. Binaural: 17.4 Hz Ghost Beat. The 432 Hz hum is heavy, low-passed]: [Verse 1 - Black Metal Style, 130 BPM Double-Time. High-speed, cold tremolo. Drums are relentless blast beats. Guitars are panned hard left/right.17.4 Hz jitter.]: I scrub my skin until the water runs red, I scratch and pry but can't remove the existential dread. You can't wash away a lifetime of abuse! I see his face in mine!, Beneath the black and blues! I’m just the latest vessel for the family sin, Unrepentant of the violence deep within---! [Chorus - Blackened Deathcore, 130 BPM Half-Time Pound. The tempo drops into a massive, grooving stomp. The sub-bass is tuned to vibrate the 17.4 Hz beat.]: YOU-WILL-ONLY-BOW-TO-ME! , I-AM-A-JEALOUS-MAN---! SPEAK-TO-ME.-AGAIN-THAT-WAY, AND-YOU-WILL-CATCH-THESE-HANDS!!! I-AM-MY-FATHERS-SON! , THE.-PAST-IS-NEVER.-DEAD---! I-CARRY-IT-INSIDE-OF-ME!, SCREAMING-IN-MY-HEAD----! [Verse 2 - Syncopated, low-tuned chugs. Vocals shift to a sneering, mocking growl]: Passed out against the family tree, bottles in their hands, Every bastard down the line who tried making me a man! I hear him in my voice!, In every hurtful scream! The demeaning false empathy is wearing down my self-esteem!, He died just like an animal, I fear I too can't be redeemed---! [Chorus - Full orchestral swell. High-register strings screeching over the rhythmic pounding of the drums.]: YOU-WILL-ONLY-BOW-TO-ME! , I-AM-A-JEALOUS-MAN---! SPEAK-TO-ME.-AGAIN-THAT-WAY, AND-YOU-WILL-CATCH-THESE-HANDS!!! I-AM-MY-FATHERS-SON! , THE.-PAST-IS-NEVER.-DEAD---! I-CARRY-IT-INSIDE-OF-ME!, SCREAMING-IN-MY-HEAD----! [Bridge - Instruments drop to a dissonant, shimmering D#m(add9) pad. Binaural: 6 Hz Theta pulse. Clean vocals, heavily layered and harmonized with a haunting, distant backup-choir.]: I've tried to imagine how my life could have been. If my blood were different, If we were not kin. I still remember, her eyes when they went cold. [Screamed vocals]: After she got sick and tired of doing what she's told! I wear his face! We share the same damned soul! Lurching through a circle, that's spinning out of control---! [Breakdown - Complete silence for one second. Then a massive "slam" with "broken" rhythmic timing. 17.4 Hz Pulse: MAX VOLUME. Binaural jitter]: TEAR-IT-OFF-OF-ME!, Rip-IT!-FROM-MY- BONES! I-CAN-NOT- BEAR-TO-BE, A-MAN-WHO-DIES-ALONE! TEAR-IT-OFF-OF-ME!, THE-EVIL-FESTERING-WITH-SCORN! BEFORE-I-PASS-IT-ON!, TO-THOSE-YET-TO-BE-BORN----! [Outro - Pounding Deceleration. The 130 BPM slows rhythmically. Vocals shift to heart-broken, cinematic, operatic style]: You will only bow to me----, I am a jealous man----! Speak to me again that way----, And you're bound to catch these hands---! I am my father's son----, And the past is never dead----! I carry it inside of me----!, [screamed]: AND IT'S SCREAMING IN MY HEAD------! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! [Solo/End - chaotic, weeping solo that fights against the 17.4 Hz jitter. Dissolve into feedback. Binaural pulse remains for 10 seconds in the silence before a final, heavy door-slam sound effects the end.]:
