The wavering/groovezillaz (Cover)
Darkjazz, drone, doom, gritty jazz, Haunting vocals, break off's, Armenian folk, snarky riffs, 2 bit blues, 2 bit doomjazz, noirjazz, electronic, fusion, progressive, experimental, atonal, euclidian rhythms, vaporwave, insert some muzak, infuse some medeski end of the world party influence, afrobeat, terakaft, brozman slide guitar, kora instrument, stopover at djibouti inspiration, very affected vocals, female vocals, some pitch shiting and pitch shifting with emphasis on the meaning of the words, get the original track with the bass and guitar gradually pumping loud over the previous prompting, heavy emphasis on the groove of groovezillah but with the infusion of middle eastern-latin-ish quarter notes and melody
The wavering/groovezillaz (Cover)
Darkjazz, drone, doom, gritty jazz, Haunting vocals, break off's, Armenian folk, snarky riffs, 2 bit blues, 2 bit doomjazz, noirjazz, electronic, fusion, progressive, experimental, atonal, euclidian rhythms, vaporwave, insert some muzak, infuse some medeski end of the world party influence, afrobeat, terakaft, brozman slide guitar, kora instrument, stopover at djibouti inspiration, very affected vocals, female vocals, some pitch shiting and pitch shifting with emphasis on the meaning of the words, get the original track with the bass and guitar gradually pumping loud over the previous prompting, heavy emphasis on the groove of groovezillah but with the infusion of middle eastern-latin-ish quarter notes and melody
Lyrics
Combined an original song of mine with The wavering
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Instrumental
the wavering in the tympanic membrane
waver
waver
waver waveringgg
He has placed life
in the throat
of a dog
so he doesn't have to whine
about his birth
everything is lie
the light shines only to the edge of the darkness
untruth parallel to another
existence thinned out into fractals
of ever smaller untruths
duplicated in infinity
infinite emptiness
wants to lie
it cries there
in a growl
the inhuman
rubs against the truth
all the rest
are dead skin cells
under his skin
lives a porcelain doll
that scrapes the vociferating
from the masks
a tree
is felled
in his ears
a mastodon moans
the reptile in his veins
there too he has
spots in his eyes
the frost is in his legs
fragile, vulnerable
every step can blow the cover open
with every wavering
he breaks a breath of wind
death sleeps
at the end of his Eustachian tube
a gate of neglect that he'd rather not open
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instrumental