Not The Monster In The House

Lyrics

(Intro: Close-mic, 7.83Hz sub-bass)
The night tried to swallow the spark,
Leaving iron stamped in the dark.
An old ghost walked the family tree,
Whispering codes of a silent decree.
But the thinned-veil sight
sees the floor,
And refuses to carry
the shadow anymore.

(Verse 1)
From chaos and heartbreak
the little girl grew,
she'd become a mother
unlike the one she knew.
Her sweet little boy
was a light of his own,
she made sure he would never
have to face the dark alone.
her mother wasnt ever there
to hear her or to see her
for who she was and what she went through.
It always seemed beneath her.
she refuses to follow
the family's narrative mold
because it was rigid
and seemed so fucking cold.
her heart was always heavy
but she never let it turn,
she protects her little boy
opposite the way she learned.

(Pre-Chorus: Rising filtered arpeggios)
The old blood-debt demands a price,
Turning water into columns of ice.
But a Master 11 holds a flame,
That deletes the distortion and blame.
The wide-band hardware begins to tune,
Pulling silver from the dark moon.

(Chorus: 528Hz Solfeggio / Wide Harmonies)
I did not become the monster in the hall,
I did not let my shadow haunt me or my spirit fall.
Transmuting the lead
of ancestral night,
Into an endless ocean
of lunar light.
Matrix pings bounce
off a golden shield,
As the sovereign daughter
steps into the field.

(Verse 2: Deep mystical parables)
Like the Sufi
dancing in the fire,
I stepped past the
low-frequency wire.
The silence of the mother
was a heavy iron weight,
But I created my own peace
to re-write my shitty fate.
No entity can feast
on a heart so clear,
I looked into the eyes
of absolute fear.
I squeezed out the venom
to make bloody wine,
To protect the shining sun
of my sacred heart-line.

(Bridge: Drop to near-silence / 963Hz Drone)
Brain hemispheres clicking to perfectly timed peace,
The generational looping
finds a beautiful release.
An untouched soul
guarding an untouched son,
The cosmic clock strikes 8:08, the shadow work is done.
A warm violet light where
the coldest winter used to grow,
A beautiful and chaotic life
sings a song with
vibrational glow.

(Outro: Final Uplift / Pitch-bent guitar)
Opposite of the darkness and the stone,
The Blue Ray Siren sits safely on her throne.
Endless love pouring from a thinned-veil scar,
Shining all the way to the brightest cosmic star.