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Wymlin - Core-collapse

prod. @killj4u & feat. @lyric

mixed by me 

#COREcollapse

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#COREcollapse feat lyric prod killj4u

Weight of Gravity - Core Collapse

Lately I’ve been chasing a sound that feels alive — where control meets chaos, where emotion hits like impact. Core Collapse is that collision. Hard techno, heavy dubstep, cinematic weight. A mix born from raw energy and experimentation.

It doesn’t comfort. It consumes.
For those who crave the sound that feels like falling into a star.

Each Weight of Gravity mix will tell a different story — new forms of gravity, new ways the energy moves.

And soon, another series will rise from the same universe: Singularity — exploring solely the realm of techno, the focused, disciplined counterpart to this chaos.

Core Collapse (Tracklist)

Millenium Pain – Trym

AFTERLIFE – GRAVEDGR

Last Hymn (Original Mix) – Don Woezik, Sara Landry

Healer (Original Mix) – Amstra

Walking the Edge (Original Mix) – Luca Eck

Projection (Original Mix) – Alignment

Hyperamnesia (Original Mix) – Pako Marckx

Alternative Destruction (Original Mix) – TETCHKO

Feel Alive (Original Mix) – Vastive, RZRKT

Monster (Vastive Remix) – SLANDER, Vastive

Genesis – LEVEL 7

Sympathy (Drahcir Remix) – Too Close To Touch

Gleeful God – Marauda

SILHOUETTES (Original Mix) – RZRKT, KAMBII

Immortal (Original Mix) – RZRKT

STOP THE TIME (Original Mix) – HB7

Viking Paradise (Original Mix) – Solo Viking

SWEETEST PARADISE (Original Mix) – HOEHENANGST

Roses 2.0 (Original Mix) – Ramiro Lopez

Veni Vidi Vici (Original Mix) – Sara Landry, Aaron Hibell

Weight Of Gravity - Core Collapse

I hope you like it =)

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Lyrics:

The walls vibrate before the first sound hits.
Screens blink in uneven flashes.
Air hangs thick, almost physical.
Every movement feels delayed, like gravity is bending.
I lean into the console, letting the pulse touch my ribs.



Pressure climbs through the floor in heavy waves.
Feet brace, shoulders tighten, heads snap toward nothing.
Every fader I touch drags the room further into tension.
Ceiling groans, lights stutter, cables hum with intent.
No one speaks, no one moves randomly.
The crowd waits, unknowingly synchronized with the force creeping under the surface.



Breath freezes.
Air collapses.
Bass holds back, barely audible but threatening.
Time stretches thin across every eye, every pulse.



Impact hits sideways.
Floor rattles violently, air shoves at the chest.
Crowd jerks forward, then spreads out, bodies colliding, stretching.
Sound crashes in metallic shards.
Nothing polished, nothing soft.
All raw, all force, all motion.



Noise thins into a razor thread.
Lights smear, leaving ghost trails behind.
Crowd stands frozen, tension pressing through bones.
Heat drains from the room like it’s been pulled out with a vacuum.
The sub rolls quietly, promising what’s coming next.
My hands hover over the console, sensing without touching.



Thread twists into heavier pulses.
The floor hums under weight.
Crowd leans inward but stays rigid.
Shapes sharpen, edges glow faintly under strobing lights.
Every heartbeat stretches, pulls, coils.
The room holds like a spring ready to snap.



Bass returns in shards, uneven but alive.
Lights crack open, then fold into themselves.
Momentum thickens in every step.
Shoulders brace, knees bend slightly.
Pulse spreads from floor to ceiling.
No words, no instructions, only the room moving as one entity.



The slam detonates twice as hard.
Walls flex, speakers tremble.
Air punches forward, heat blasts back.
Crowd surges as a single, living mass.
Motion fragments, then reconnects.
Nothing holds.
Only raw, relentless force, breaking, expanding, consuming.



The noise fades unevenly.
Lights blink once, then go dim.
Air relaxes, almost hollow after the surge.
Bodies slump, still feeling the echoes in bones.
Silence isn’t calm—it’s heavy, almost solid.
The pulse retreats, leaving a residue you can feel on the skin.
Nothing left to push.
Only the memory of force, and the weight of what just passed.

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Core Collapse

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Aliases:Luke Castelli,LC,L'Cie,Kaito,Black Label,Radio Cult,NewArk,Cast Away,Black Dog,Mirror84,Omega,Rock3t,SiGmA,Vinnie,Gregory in Vegas.

Wymlin is one men music project from Poland. A guitarist who's register his own music and some covers. The soundtrack oscillates around rock and metal, however, there is always space for the other generes.  Maby in future this project will turn into true band with more musicians or will establish cooperation with other peoples.

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