
What Are You Made Of?
Style: Horrorcore / Dark Trap / Whispered Rap / Grime beats with industrial hits Tone: Sinister, poetic, clinical, and haunting

What Are You Made Of?
Style: Horrorcore / Dark Trap / Whispered Rap / Grime beats with industrial hits Tone: Sinister, poetic, clinical, and haunting
Lyrics
Welcome to the lab...
We took you apart… just to see what’s left.
Guess what? You’re mostly water.
But the screams?
They taste like iron.
Sixty-five percent H₂O,
Still you think you got a soul?
Carbon backbone, oxygen breath,
Calcium bones still rattle in death.
Phosphorus glow in your marrow shell,
Potassium sparks where neurons dwell.
Sulfur stench beneath your skin,
Like something rotten caged within.
Sodium ticks in every vein,
Magnesium drips in phantom pain.
Trace metals hide inside your brain—
Copper, zinc, like rusted chains.
What are you made of?
Just meat and flame.
What are you scared of?
That you’re all the same.
Tear you apart, no soul remains—
You’re just stardust, screaming names.
Iron in the blood like rust in pipes,
No love lives here—just chemical types.
We boiled you down to your purest brew,
A bucket of atoms that once said “I do.”
A pinch of chlorine, dash of chrome,
You called it flesh. I call it home.
You prayed for purpose, I ran the test—
Your data screams, your code’s a mess.
Cobalt in your spine, like ghost in gears,
You’re ninety-nine cents of ancient fears.
We ground your teeth to table salt,
And found the monster wasn’t my fault.
Carbon copies.
Living meat.
No gods here.
Just the beat.
What are you made of?
Just ash and lies.
What are you hiding?
Your alibis.
I cracked your shell and spilled your truth—
You're chemistry wrapped in a noose.
There is no magic in your frame.
No soul. No flame.
Just a formula
…with your name.
