leave before you love me

new romantics

down in a hole

where you go i go

🥾 MODUL8 – Stomp the Hats 🥾

Corpse Sonata I ≠ Track 13

I don’t let ‘em shimmer, I grind them to dust,  
boots on percussion, destruction’s a must.  
Ticks snap brittle, the cadence collapses,  
snare gasps crooked as rhythm elapses.  
The booth is a crater, the verdict is flat,  
I stomp till there’s nothing — no trace of the hats.  

🔗 Corpse Sonata [Vol. I]

This is not just an album. This is curbstep; a haunted collision of Phonk’s grit, Trap’s precision, Dubstep’s weight, Glitch’s fracture, and Harlem Curb’s raw swing. MODUL8 dissects the beat, buries it, and resurrects it as something darker: snares that rattle like bone, hi-hats that whisper like smoke, basslines that quake like gravestones splitting open.  

I kill and confess, but the echoes repeat,  
corpses of cadence lie dead at my feet.  
Haunted, deranged, the refrain won’t quit,  
the sonata’s eternal — you can’t escape it.  

https://soundcloud.com/modul8-702279756/sets/modul8-corpse-sonata-vol-i

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