as tactile vibration sine wave with slow am
hear the dragons bones their grinding screech beneath the slate
swells and rumbles like a giant beast turning sine wave vlf noise
a thousand years of wisdom molten magma in my throat
my breaths a torture chamber built of infrasound
fades in
a church pipe organ thats my larynx sleeping underground
mocking whispers frequencies decay
a launch pad countdown on my tongue explodes away
the scale of souls now tilts to the abyss i wield
dragons roar a sixteen hertz crusade
mountains are tuning forks the oceans resonance cascade
i cast a black hole made of sound
and shatter stained glass into stardust silent on the ground
hear me if you have ears this is not song you chase
its the subduction zones groan forged into a rhythmic pace
wisdom savagery the tyranny of waves knows no right or wrong
ill let you measure me
and trap my overtones upon your trembling oscilloscope screen
but a nuclear waltz cant be contained in decibels youll see
when organ pedals shatter the altar stone
and tombstones tapdance to entropy alone
dragons roar a one hertz final chime
create a disorienting wander
my studio is fossil my mixing board is magma
i press the blue whales final words to vinyl a panorama
before your eardrums rupture my dragon tongues copyright paradigm
now
switch off your amplifier
feel the vacuum in your chest the silence leaves behind
i have not left
im on the frequencys far side
growling for all time