[The Spectrum of Scars]

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Progressive Metal
Technical Narrative Metalcore, low-tuned 8-string guitars, polyrhythmic drumming with intense double-kick, atmospheric synthesizers, masculine vocals featuring operatic cleans and percussive gutturals, cinematic and aggressive tonality, melancholic yet triumphant mood, visceral and polished timbre, 160 BPM, shifting time signatures, theatrical and frantic vibe.

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[Lyrics]

The surface tension breaks
The soap-bubble fables pop against the thorns
(Everything we were is oxygen now)

I puncture the membrane of the childhood myth
Feet sink into the mulch of history
The forest floor is a graveyard of soft expectations

I am digging past the topsoil of the ego
Past the rotting mulch of things I should have been

Fingers claw at the bedrock
Searching for the iron anatomy of the spirit
(Dig deeper)
(Tear the silk away)

The roots are not paths
They are shackles of growth
Hardening into the timber of reality

I stumble on the petrified remains of a promise

Gravity is an honest critic
Each impact is a lesson in density
My knees buckle but the bone refuses to splinter

It is a heavy architecture
Calcifying in the pitch-black basement of the mind
Where is the tool?

Where is the metal piece to unlock the marrow?
(Found in the friction)
(Forged in the failure)

Behold the shape of the internal anchor!
It is not a prism of light!
It is a jagged key of obsidian and ache!

Transparent past evaporated!
Leaving only this opaque density of now!
The color of the soul is the color of a mountain!

Grey, unyielding, and ancient!
I found the key at the bottom of the crater!

I do not break
I become the pressure
I do not break
I am the mineral

The forest is quiet now
Under the weight of my own skin