Negative Spaces

the cost of giving up

[Intro - 0:00 to 0:18] Glass bulb explodes on steel-sharp, brittle shards clink like bones. Slow heartbeat thump (80 BPM). Bus door hisses open. Whisper, layered: Du bist mein... du bist mein... (you are mine) in German, looping, pitched low like a drunk memory. [Verse 1 - 0:18 to 1:10] Bus ride. Two thousand miles. I sat there, gut empty, head full of her voice. Three days in Oregon-she poured vodka, smiled like a gift. Then the hand. The first slap. Sound like wet meat on tile. I didn't move. Couldn't. Not yet. Sold me that night. Room smelled like bleach and sweat. Inside her? Dead. Numb. High. Heroin in my vein, her nails in my neck-same burn, same blank. Wanted to die but body said no. Someone else kept breathing for me. [Pre-Chorus - 1:10 to 1:25] She called me doll. Held me like broken china-arms locked, smile cracked. I said yes because no was a gun. I said love you because hate was blood on the floor. [Chorus - 1:25 to 1:55] Puppet, puppet-strings in your teeth, Move for me, bleed for me, breathe for me, High enough to forget my name, Low enough to feel every chain. Puppet, puppet-cut me loose, But the cut's the proof: I was used. (Hook starts here-addictive loop) Puppet... puppet... puppet... (stutter-glitch echo) [Verse 2 - 1:55 to 2:40] She hit because she could. I stayed because I learned: Safe looks like pain. Love looks like fists. Every thrust-needle in my spine, Every bruise-map of where I broke. She sold me like stock. They paid. I didn't. I counted cracks in the ceiling like stars. Said one more to the spoon, to her mouth, to the mirror- Anything to not feel the doll's empty eyes staring back. [Bridge - 2:40 to 3:10] (60 BPM stutter) Child whisper: Du bist mein... (you are mine...) Glass shatters again-loud, close. Her voice: You're nothing without me. My voice? Silent. Five says: run. Odium says: kill. Alice says: please. I said: pass the needle. [Final Chorus - 3:10 to 3:40] Puppet, puppet-no more strings, Snip 'em clean, watch me swing. High enough to float, low enough to fall- But I won't beg. Won't crawl. Puppet, puppet-cut me free, The doll's awake-he sees me. (Hook repeats-addictive, louder, glitch heavier) Puppet... puppet... puppet... (echo fades, but last word lingers: free) [Outro - 3:40 to 4:00] Silence. Then-one final glass shatter, distant. Heartbeat stops. Breath. You're not a doll. You're done.

[industrial goth core fused post-darkwave suicide core glitchcore void core creepy apocalyptic nazi-holocaust death march vibe:80 bpm intro crawl-slow funeral drag flesh ripping foley wet aluminum screwdriver scrape wwii reel flicker pitched low gas chamber whispers-then snap 110 bpm march verse snare bone snaps kick coffin slams sub-bass tar lungs breathing monotone rap-growl verse lyrics calm counting pills numb detachment dread building glitch drops chorus chrome wire hair scraping venom drip reverb androgynous male deep wail choking intensity raw release bridge 60 bpm heartbeat stutter child whispers reversed looping memory static disorientation reliving horror outro fade dripping click linger 2 beats extended slow fade-out reverse sighs ashes wind static eternal loop lingering unease unresolved torment nightmare spooky dystopian apocalypse violent scary vibes alien otherworldly alternative rock deep distorted androgynous male vocals haunting whispers dramatic screams 3d audio dark am

Puppet [ CVLT 13 ]

Prescription Void

Devilist Squad - Nightmare core

Devilist Squad - Legion

Devilist Squad - Bloodchain

Devilist Squad - Metal havoc

[Verse 1]   



I’m wide awake inside the storm

   The light you gave still keeps me warm

   I feel the waves crash through my veins

   I’m breaking down,

 but I’ll rise again    



[Pre-Chorus]   



I’m holding on through all the pain

   Your voice is calling out my name



    [Chorus]  



 Don’t let me fade away, oh baby, please 

  I beg, can you hear my cries, tearing  

 Through the edge?   

I know you’ll never let my heart fade

   Into the gray, hold me, 

  Save me, 

be my light  

 Don’t turn away



    [Verse 2]



  I’m going under,

 this time I fear

  The storm within,

 the memories near

   I need somebody to heal this pain 

  Long as you don’t let me fade away 



   [Chorus]  



 Don’t let me fade away, oh baby, please 

  I beg, can you hear my cries, tearing 

  Through the edge?  

I know you’ll never let my heart fade  

 Into the gray, hold me, 

Save me, be my light 

  Don’t turn away  



[Bridge] 



Show me that our love will stay 

  Never fade, come what may

   Even though the memories remain 

  This pain we have will heal again  



  [Chorus]   

Don’t let me fade away, oh baby, please

   I beg, can you hear my cries, tearing 

  Through the edge? 

I know you’ll never let my heart fade

   Into the gray, hold me,

  Save me, be my light 

  Don’t turn away  



  [Outro]   



The storm is building inside my soul  

 Your voice calls out to make me whole  

 Remind me, love, we’ll never fade away  

 Please stop this fade of pain  


Don't Let Me Fade

Fear is the Hell Comes From"
(Part 1)

"Fear is the Hell comes from"
Do you know that feeling
When the world turns grey
When every color slowly
Fades away, I've tried it all
I've prayed, I've run
But I can't see the end

(Chorus)

The heart is pounding, why
Does this fear feel like where
Hell comes from
Please just help me breathe
Pull me out from underneath


(Part 2)


I’ve tried it all, I’ve prayed
I’ve run, but I can’t see
The end, I keep waiting for a sign to appear
But all I hear is the sound of fear
Someone, please just help me breathe
Pull me out from underneath

(Part 3)

Do you know that feeling
When the world turns grey
When every color slowly fades away
I’ve tried it all, the pills, I’ve taken
To keep this fear of the hell sound of fear
But it doesn’t stay away
When it wears off, the more
I take the numbness it away
But how long does this
This shit last till it’s all gone


(Chorus)

The heart is pounding, why
Does this fear feel like where
Hell comes from
Please just help me breathe
Pull me out from underneath


(Bridge)

I can’t see the sun, lost in the night
Feeling when everything around us
Has been burned, that feeling around us feels
Like hell comes from and…
That fear lives where it stays like
A disorder that you can never fix

(Final Chorus)

The heart is pounding, why
Does this fear feel like where
Hell comes from
Please just help me breathe
Pull me out from underneath

(Outro)
 
Take me somewhere I can feel again
A shadow that gr

Dear Parents Poetry (Broken In My Soul)

[Verus 1]

When people walk up to and start talking to you about something you have know Idea about but we had talked earlier that day
Getting dizzy Getting a insect crawling feeling up your back up to your head Getting the panic trigger anxiety threat instinct goes off flash back then poof
People calling you by the wrong name
Getting dizzy Getting a insect crawling feeling up your back up to your head Getting the panic trigger anxiety threat instinct goes off flash back then poof
Sometimes.

[Chorus]

Sometimes. I Sit in the passenger seat of the mind while Alice controls my mouth and body but im swear in a fog a haze a robotic like feeling is happening

[Verus 2]

In the waves of transparent heat my emotions
Rising off the asphalt where I lay beaten,
Bruised.
These drugs numb me out. I got nothing to lose, but no one notices when I start to lose
The grip I have on everything moving around me.
My emotions fill my hollow heart,
I thought I owned.
Taking the path less traveled,
Looking back at not one good memory I stored.
Why can't I feel like you feel today?
Emotions fly by me, missing the plans I had.
Feeling nothing, everything is so boring.

[Choruaj]

I Sit in the passenger seat of the mind while Alice controls my mouth and body but im swear in a fog a haze a robotic like feeling is happening


[Verus 3]

Trying to be normal is something I don't understand
Like the people I see walking around me
Disconnected
I'm so disconnected
Don't know how to act
Don't know what to say
Trapped in my mind
I can't escape my fate
Trapped in a body I can't control
In a weak state, going insane they take control
Panic sets in as I feel the sickness traveling up my throat
I'm hosting inside the machine
In world I left behind
I'm pulled apart inside
Inner dimensional chaos

[Bridge]

Sometimes. I Sit in the passenger seat of the mind while Alice controls my mouth and body but im swear in a fog a haze a robotic like feeling is happening

[Outro]

Fractured for 30 minutes maybe hours
But at times it's days or weeks I lose count of the moments I
Made and saved
Lost to the sense of time my soul breaks
I can't make sense of me today
I'm lost in a hole
I don't want to know
How I got to this place
Am I ever safe
When I blinked my eyes
I travel time
Realizing there's is something wrong
In the place where I shouldn't have enemies
Reality shifts what a fascination
I can't see clear
The world has a haze a filter of fog shielding the fear


Passenger Seat

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Puppet [ CVLT 13 ]

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