Marrow Frequency (wersja 2)

Verse

Sub-bass finds the hollow bone

Marrow drains where the kick drum grows

Concrete floor pulls up through my feet

Skeleton locked to the same low beat

Ribs go slack, the cavity rings

Frequency fills the empty things

Bone was mine, now bone is the room

Every body tuned to the same low tomb

Pre-Chorus

The floor keeps time my blood forgot

Marrow answers what the pulse is not

Chorus

Marrow frequency

Bone is the drone

Marrow frequency

No skin, no bone

Verse

Femur hums where the sub-bass hits

Spine remembers the room, not it

Hundred skeletons, one long tone

Vibration living in calcium and stone

Nerve goes quiet, the bone stays loud

Structure borrowed from the weight of the crowd

Density shifts to a lower key

There's no marrow left that still calls itself me

Pre-Chorus

The floor keeps time my blood forgot

Marrow answers what the pulse is not

Chorus

Marrow frequency

Bone is the drone

Marrow frequency

No skin, no bone

Bridge

Hollow

Fill

Resonate

Still

Bone remembers

Nothing more

One long frequency

Through the floor

Chorus

Marrow frequency

Bone is the drone

Marrow frequency

No skin, no bone