Hands shaking under streetlight glare
Teeth clenched hard, breath tastes like rust
Before your name ever crossed my mouth
I didn’t know how loud silence was

Every promise burns when spoken too soon
Every night feels wired, ready to break
I push back walls that lean too close
Say you’re steady, but you hesitate

Noise spills out when restraint cracks
Pulse runs wild past sense and calm
Since the moment your eyes locked mine
I learned how fast control is gone

Hey now, don’t blink, don’t step aside
Yeah yeah, hear it grind, feel it rise
Since that first spark split open my chest
I never knew restraint was a lie

How fast control is gone

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.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

How fast control is gone

Terminalose