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💀 Track Description: "Before I Forget" (Hardstyle Noise / Global Fusion)
Track Summary
"Before I Forget" is an intense and cathartic Experimental Fusion track confronting the horror of emotional emptiness. The music brutally merges the aggressive intensity of Hardstyle and abrasive Noise with the complex melodic sensibilities of Alternative Rock and deep Ethnic influences from Asia and the Middle East. The track is a desperate, primal scream against numbness, perfectly encapsulated in the title's urgency: a plea to feel anything "before I forget what wanting means."

Musical Vibe & Style
This song is designed to be an sonic representation of internal trauma and desperation. The structure is built on jarring contrasts: the reflective, Indie-leaning verses feature haunting melodies and potentially non-Western scales (drawing on the Middle Eastern/Asian elements), building a creeping tension. This tension explodes into the chorus with punishing Hardstyle kick drums, chaotic Noise effects, and aggressive Electronic layering. The overall sound is highly Experimental, designed to challenge the listener while mirroring the lyrics' theme of being a "song played at the wrong speed."

Lyrical Theme & Meaning
The lyrics articulate the agony of profound emotional numbness, viewing the lack of feeling as a greater torment than pain itself. The narrator is desperate for validation of their existence: "I'm begging the void to wound me, to remind me I exist."

Before I Forget

lyrics:

I'm begging the void to wound me, to remind me I exist
Give me pain—any pain—to prove this body still remembers how to break
The armor I built became my burial ground
I want to feel something before I forget what wanting means

The world spins in vivid colors; I spin in monochrome
I learned to swallow my own screams so well I forgot I had a mouth
Every emotion filtered through layers of scar tissue
Until what reaches me is only an echo of an echo

I am a song played at the wrong speed—all the notes present, nothing recognizable
Numbness was supposed to be mercy; it became a curse
I traded my capacity for pain and found I'd lost my capacity for anything
A hollow instrument waiting for hands brave enough to play me

I'm begging the void to wound me, to remind me I exist
Give me pain—any pain—to prove this body still remembers how to break
The armor I built became my burial ground
I want to feel something before I forget what wanting means

I'm begging the void to wound me, to remind me I exist
Give me pain—any pain—to prove this body still remembers how to break
The armor I built became my burial ground
I want to feel something before I forget what wanting means

Before I Forget

This track that shatters conventional boundaries and embraces the thrill of spontaneous creation. This piece is a deep dive into the experimental, improvisational core of jazz's most defiant subgenre.

Expect unpredictable structures, cacophonous textures, and a deliberate pushing of instrumental limits. This is music as raw, visceral emotion, where melody takes a backseat to energy, noise, and complex rhythmic freedom.

The Improvisational Narrative
The lyrics, which speak of a chaotic, defiant gathering ("Here come the roaches," "They're ridin' with the owls"), mirror the track's challenging musical form. The repeated promise of a coming battle ("In the mornin' / The fightin'") provides a frantic, almost ritualistic tension that drives the musical improvisation forward, giving the sense of a spontaneous, urgent performance.

If you crave music that is challenging, abstract, and utterly uncompromising, this track is for you.

lyrics:

[Verse]
Here come the roaches
Here come the crows
Somebody somewhere
Is comin' down the road
Here comes the doggie
Comin' in the night
They're ridin' with the owls
So we all gonna fight

[Chorus]
In the mornin'
The fightin'
When the clouds turnin' gold
It will be

[Verse 2]
It's gonna be good
It will be grand
The thunder
It rolls
Like a demon marching band
Bring your pistols
Bring your fists
Bring your horses
'Cause you don't wanna miss

[Chorus]
In the mornin'
The fightin'
When the clouds turnin' gold
It will be
In the mornin'
The fightin'
When the clouds turnin' gold
It will be

[Verse]
Let's get it on
It's gonna be a show
It's time to rise
And here we go
It's gonna be good
It will be grand
The thunder
It rolls
Like a demon marching band

[Chorus]
In the mornin'
The fightin'
When the clouds turnin' gold
It will be
In the mornin'
The fightin'
When the clouds turnin' gold
It will be

Before I Forget

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