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Space Matrix

extreme brutal groove metal, Texas extreme brutal heavy metal, early 90s metal sound, aggressive rebellious mood, fast driving tempo, swinging groove feel, raw confrontational energy, harsh shouted vocals, gritty vocal delivery, rhythmic aggressive phrasing, macho defiant tone, dry in-your-face vocals, minimal effects use, powerful metal drums, heavy kick punches, cracking snare hits, rolling tom fills, groove-focused patterns, down-tuned rhythm guitars, razor-sharp distortion, tight palm muting, syncopated riffing, squealing pinch harmonics, blues-influenced leads, minor key riffs, simple riff structure, dry punchy mix, analog grit texture, headbang-inducing power

Photon·4:16

Lyrics

Verse 1

White room

No windows

Only grids of sky

Lines curve

Angles fold like breathing light

Name tag

Pinned to a coat I’ve never owned

I blink

The hallway multiples in chrome

Pre-Chorus

Every step

A copy

Every copy

Slightly wrong

My shadow walks ahead of me

Already moved on

Chorus

I’m lost in the Space Matrix

Where every choice is a corridor

Worlds bloom in the cracks I miss

Echoes swaying at the edge of form

I reach

And the walls rewrite

Same face

But a different life

I’m held in the Space Matrix

A thousand truths inside one lie

Verse 2

Red moon

Hanging in a cube of glass

Slow rain

Falling upward through the past

Old scars

On a body I don’t recall

Your voice

Coming from a stranger’s jaw

Pre-Chorus

Which version was the promise?

Which future did we burn?

I touch your hand in thirteen frames

You flicker

Then return

Chorus

We’re caught in the Space Matrix

Every heartbeat splits the floor

New doors in the data mist

Stairs spiraling through silent wars

We kiss

And the code refracts

Same love

In a different act

We’re wired to the Space Matrix

A thousand routes to circle back

Bridge

[Drums drop to half-time

Guitars swell in overlapping swells]

Clock hands made of orbit paths

Spin slow

Then tear in half

I fall between the frames

Between the frames of you

City made of mirrored glass

Every window

One more past

I press my face straight through

Straight through the view

Chorus

Still here in the Space Matrix

Maps folding like a wounded star

Old names on my paper wrists

Fade

Then redraw who we are

I stand where the patterns break

Choose one thread for everything

I walk from the Space Matrix

But part of me stays

Still oscillating

Outro

[Wall-of-sound guitars and choirs rise

Then thin to a single clean guitar]

One breath

One step

One door

I don’t look back

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