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ANIMAL MAN (NO GODS, NO GRID)

V4.5

[NEW SECTION – Witch House: Echo FX, slow trap rhythm, brooding synths] 🌘 Nightfall leaks through the trees like ink, Shadows dance and the leaves, they think. My breath fogs up with a serpent’s hiss, Gods of the dirt say “remember this.” [Verse 3 – Slurred rap / mushroom trip] Took too much of the ’shrooms, now the sky got veins, Owls speak Latin, I forgot my name. Moonshine bottle like a sacred flask, Chantin’ at the stump in a boar-skull mask. Drippin’ in mud and the stars look cracked, Reality split, my vision snapped. Saw a woman with bark for skin, She said, "Drink more fire, shed your sin." [Bridge – Dark Soul-Folk, fingerpicked acoustic & slow harmony] 🎻 [sung softly, layered in reverb] 🎵 I sing to the river, I bleed with the ash, 🎵 My soul’s been traded for thunder and flash. 🎵 The pine trees whisper, they know my plan, 🎵 I ain’t no man... I’m something that ran. [Glitchcore Ramp – COMPLEXTRO Instrumental + Chopped Flow Rap] 💥 Glitchin’ out, jaw loose, blood tastes sweet, Boots stomp worms while the spirits speak. Code of the woods ain’t binary bred— Every step I take rewrites the dead. Speak in clicks, in crackling bark, Tree limbs twitch when I breathe too dark. I ain't off-grid — I am the grid— Animal spirit, untamed kid. [Chant Hook – CRABCORE RETURNS] 🎤 HOOVES IN THE MUD — DRUMS IN THE BONE! 🎤 SCREAM TO THE SKY — I’M NEVER ALONE! 🎤 WHISPER MY NAME — CARVE IT IN STONE! 🎤 YOU IN THE FEED — I’M CARVING A THRONE! [half-time breakdown] 💀 Pagan chants with a hog tooth rosary, 💀 Pine sap wine, death in the poetry. [Verse 4 – Slow Soul + Witch House Blend] 🎵 [sung low, bluesy] My eyes roll back like the clouds in war, Painted my gods on the cabin door. Danced with a crow 'til my feet went raw, Shouted at the moon just to feel its law. 🎵 [whisper overlapping] "No voice but wind, no light but fire... This madness is scripture, this fear’s desire." [Outro – Cracked Beat, Glitch to Silence] 🎤 He walks like myth, with no ID, 🎤 He speaks in tongues to the twisted trees. 🎤 Moss on his back, ash in his beard, 🎤 He vanished one night—and the woods just… cheered. [fade out to a detuned banjo loop and swamp frogs chirping]