In the

In the

@welttyrum

‎Dark Afro Soul, Voodoo Ritualistic House, Tribal percussion, Deep rhythmic bass, Melodic Soulful Male Vocals, 75 BPM, Atmospheric, Shakers, Haunting background chants, Cinematic

54 11.05.2026
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[Intro] [Deep rhythmic breathing] [Low sub bass hum] [Hoo... Ha... Hoo...] [Voodoo whispers: Cons World...] [Verse 1] [Slow Tempo] In the channel... Do you hear me, You... The case was closed... burned down to the core. Gathering speed... She flew off the floor. [She’s gone!] The verdict was passed... Like a flock in the ditch. [In the mud!] They crowned it. To the shield, they bound it. [Beat drop] I drove through the smoke, into the night... Army of darkness... with a manpo bite. Okinawa was blazing. And in this grip, the gates were shaking! [Drums intensify] [Pre-Chorus] [Soulful Guitar] With four tails — a shock through the skin. On a temple-made... porcelain chin. In hands, infinity and the codes to the light... My broken archive revives under the shield’s might! [Chorus] [Heavy Afro Groove] BLOOD on the clay! Long as a brow! You are the great power... a name set in stone, To vanish... or fall into the unknown. With eternal calm, moved by despair... Guarding your word... [Protect the word!] [Verse 2] [Bass Solo] Flat on their backs, the shields and chains fell. Inside the pyramids... breaking the sarcophagi shell! [Break the stone!] The samurai’s steel, bent in the system’s design. I knead this world like wax in that helmet of thine. A surge through the veins — a wave thick and deep... Binary... like dough... the arc froze in its sleep. [Bridge] [Dark Chants] In the pyramids' shadow — you breathe in him now. Bound by the cold... your enemy’s silent, I vow. [Deep voice: He can't hear you...] From the wax... will emerge... your new face to see. And this haunting... punitive beat! [Post-Chorus] [Soulful Energy] At the gates of heaven in the holy vale. In the gold of the cross, with a lily-crowned veil. Like the morning star... in the sky so high... I will be lighting your crown in the eye. I will lie to the heavens... Your name, I’ll defend... [Outro] [Fading Percussion] You can’t be restrained... the shutters are cursed. You want to take back your Face, your thirst. But I don’t need it... [No, I don't need it] And remember, I’ll stand till the end. On the clay... Blood... [Whisper: Cons... World...] [End]

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