Silence break, low tide hum  
Smoke rise, the system drum  

Voltage climb, skin vibrate  
Dark sky bend, can’t escape  

Move, no gravity  
Bassline brutality  
Spin, no sanity  
Soundwave fatality  

Echo burn, mind unchain  
Heart sync with the heavy rain  

Rise up, feel the quake inside  
Riddim hit like a storm collide  
Let go, no fear, no pride  
We alive when the bass divide  

Metal breath, circuit bleed  
Lights flash where shadows feed  
Ground split under our feet  
Riddim bite, we still repeat  

Twist, collapse, detonate  
Soul vibrate, levitate  

Lost control, zero ground  
Scream back at the sound  

Ash fall slow, pulse remain  
Riddim fade into the vein

Heart sync (Riddim reload)

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

New tracks tagged #Percussive Cowbell Hits