音楽の詳細
Chemical Cathedral

Chemical Cathedral

Midtempo dark electro with glitch and industrial textures. 100 to 110 BPM in a minor key. Heavy distorted sub bass and deep pulsing low end. Gritty mechanical percussion with metallic hits and subtle industrial ambience. Verses tense and minimal with filtered synth pulses and restrained drums. Pre-chorus builds pressure using rising layered synth swells. Chorus hits with a massive bass drop, wide stereo impact, stacked vocals, cinematic intensity. Keep it dark and minor, avoid bright or euphoric chords. Post-chorus includes glitch vocal chops and fractured rhythm. Bridge strips down with minimal drums, filtered vocals, glitch artifacts, feeling of collapse. Final section returns cleaner and steadier, grounded and powerful, clarity after destruction.
Eli NashFeb 23, 2026
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[Verse 1] Built it brick by little brick Quiet hands, a steady drip Neon halos in the sink Holy water I could drink Marble veins and silver light Sunday folded into night I knelt where no one else could see Glass and powder blessing me [Pre-Chorus] Every echo said my name Every altar fed the flame I called it mercy, called it grace But lightning waits above the spire [Chorus] Strike the tower, split it wide Let the stained glass fall inside Burn the ladder I would climb Chemical cathedral, not divine Let it shatter, let it fall No more prayers behind that wall If it crumbles, let it be What survives is really me [Post-Chorus] Not divine Not divine Not divine [Verse 2] Static choirs in my chest Promised sleep and promised rest Every ritual dressed in white Every dose a second light Built so high I couldn’t see Who was underneath the plea Scaffolding around my bones Calling comfort home [Pre-Chorus] Hands were shaking, not in awe Cracks were running through the floor I felt the current in the wire Lightning standing at the door [Chorus] Strike the tower, split it wide Let the stained glass fall inside Burn the ladder I would climb Chemical cathedral, not divine Let it shatter, let it fall No more saints inside these walls If it crumbles, let it be What survives is really me [Bridge] I mistook the glow for God I mistook the numb for peace I mistook the height for heaven I mistook the chains for release Dust in the lungs Dust in the lungs [Outro] No more towers in the sky No more lightning asking why Open ground beneath my feet Air that doesn’t taste like heat If I build again someday It won’t be built this way No more spires piercing through Only foundations built on truth Not divine Just mine