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[808 Rumble - Low Pulse]
A portal whispers, a wormhole bleeds, the fabric tears, it intercedes.
A stargate moans, a vortex sighs, through twisted truths and fractured lies.
[Distorted Synth Drone]
They call it vision, they call it light, a door of perception in endless night.
But the real threshold? It ain't what you see, it's the shared delusion, the common decree.
[Trap Beat Intensifies]
No physical key, no cosmic code, just burdens heavy on every road.
We gotta find the tremor, the frequency deep, where collective shadows eternally creep.
[Graveled Ad-libs - "Common... common..."]
Yeah, the common perception, a silent pact, a mass hypnosis, no turning back.
This ain't a choice, it's a primal pull, to the dark abyss, our souls enthralled.
[Black Metal Riff Emergence]
A door of no door, a void defined, by the twisted consensus of all mankind.
The shared hallucination, the dream we all chase, through forgotten fear in this desolate space.
[Vocal Snarl] This ain't no gate, it's a psychic rip!
[Beat Drop]
Into the Maw! Where the currents grip!
Perceptual static, a chilling hum, through the eye of the storm, we have become.
Entwined in thought, one singular mind, leaving all reason, sanity behind.
[Wicked Guitar Solo - Chaotic & Melodic]
Shredding the fabric, tearing the veil, a screaming passage, a spectral trail.
Distortion screams, the air it burns, as the universe twists, and reality turns.
[Industrial Clang - Rhythmic]
The door of no door, it opens wide, on a common madness where lost souls hide.
We're all in this nightmare, a shared, dark dream, floating on currents, a silent scream.
[Spoken Word - Ominous, distorted] "Seek the echo... the echo of zero-point..."
The void consumes, the mind's untied, no separate thoughts, nowhere to hide.
We're the threshold, the gateway, the passage unseen, in a collective psychosis, cold and obscene.
[Feedback Howl]
One thought, one tremor, one dark design, the end of the self, eternally twined.
[Sudden Silence - Beat holds for a moment, then drops]
No going back from the common dread, just echoes vibrating inside your head.
[Fading into Static & 808 Rumble continues very low]
The Door... no door... just us...
Sound Of Meme
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