Style / Genre Hyper-modern technical deathcore with dissonant djent, industrial deathcore textures, inhuman mechanical aggression, grotesque claustrophobic atmosphere, unstable fragmented song structure, downtuned 8-string guitars, violent stop-start riffs, abrupt lurching transitions, dissonant chugs, panic breakdowns, oppressive sub drops, hostile machine-like ambience, alien predatory sound design, sensory overload, body horror, contamination, ego death. Vocals: feral gutturals, violent high screams, layered tunnel-throat vocals, short paranoid whispers used only for tension, no melodic delivery. Structure: fragmented, unstable, non-linear, no traditional verse-chorus format, sudden tempo shifts, mechanical rhythmic abuse, panic pauses, crushing breakdown sections, industrial noise bursts. Negative Style / Avoid No nu-metal, no rapcore, no alternative metal, no hook-based metalcore, no clean singing, no melodic chorus, no rap phrasing, no chant hooks, no arena rock energy, no em

Lyrics [Intro: paranoid whisper] Static under the skin teeth inside the signal something laughs with my mouth [Sudden guttural entry] I am the joke split open copied wrong born defective I walked because the floor demanded it I spoke because the noise wore my face I climbed toward nothing and the height looked back [Lurching stop-start section] Laughing stock skin-stock name erased face misplaced Mock me press harder push me through the floor push me through the thought [High scream layer] I was built to leave a mark but the mark left me [Guttural response] I was built to stop the world but the world kept chewing [Whispered tension break] you don't know what I swallowed you don't know what saw through me [Panic breakdown] I try I try not to disappear inside the noise I try I try but the mind opens sideways [Layered tunnel-throat vocals] skip the static swallow the signal cut the witness out cut the language out You can't imagine where I've been because there was no where because there was no I because there was only pressure [Stop-start riff violence] Mock me all you want Push me down Mock me all you want Push me through [Industrial noise break] metal in the lungs god in the wires laughter in the walls my name in reverse [Final breakdown] I am the joke I am the laughing stock I am the body left talking after the self was removed Born to walk with broken instructions Born to talk with a mouth full of insects Born to rise into a ceiling of teeth Born to leave a mark but the mark is laughing [Final guttural] Break me [Whisper outro] again again again