Butiran Muzik
THEY FEAST WHILE WE BLEED  (Drop Eb / 100 BPM / Cr

THEY FEAST WHILE WE BLEED (Drop Eb / 100 BPM / Cr

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NO CLEAN VOCALS. ONLY DEATH METAL GROWLS. GENRE: Extreme math metal / death metal. STYLE: Crushing polyrhythmic heaviness inspired by Meshuggah, Thy Art Is Murder, Lamb of God. TEMPO: ~100 BPM with massive halftime breakdowns. TUNING: 7-string guitar tuned very low in DROP G. GUITARS: tight palm-muted djent chugs, dissonant chord hits, syncopated polyrhythmic riffs, brutal breakdown grooves. BASS: distorted sub-bass following guitar rhythm. DRUMS: double kick, blast bursts, heavy tom hits, huge snare accents. ATMOSPHERE: dark, oppressive, apocalyptic tone. STRUCTURE: intro tension → crushing verse → build → huge chorus → brutal breakdown → final massive chorus. MOOD: terrifying, furious, authoritative.
Tasia NicholeMar 9, 2026
Cipta Serupa
THEY FEAST WHILE WE BLEED (100 BPM / Crushing and Massive) Verse 1 They build their empires on borrowed bone While the rivers choke in smoke Dress the poison in crowns of gold And sell the ashes as hope They gamble breath against the sky They wager oceans dry Strip the marrow from the earth Then smile while species die They never lift the wreckage They never scrub the stain They outsource every dying breath But privatize the gain They never feel the weight of it They never hear the screams They just keep feeding engines With the marrow of our dreams Pre-Chorus They call it freedom They call it fun But someone else Always pays the sum They call it progress They call it growth But every promise Is a poisoned oath Chorus They feast while we bleed They laugh while we drown They poison the sky Then purchase the crown They never carry weight They never dig graves They burn through the future Then call us their slaves They feast while we bleed They smile while we choke They light the fire Then hide in the smoke Verse 2 They monetize addiction They glamorize decay Turn trauma into spectacle And sell it back as play They crown themselves with profit While cities start to rust They sell us dreams of paradise Built on powdered dust They never plant tomorrow They never sow the seed They harvest desperation From every mouth that pleads They never clean the ocean They never heal the land They just keep printing pleasure With someone else’s hand Pre-Chorus They call it freedom They call it choice But every system Steals another voice They call it order They call it peace But every empire Feeds the beast Chorus They feast while we bleed They laugh while we drown They poison the sky Then purchase the crown They never dig graves They never bear scars They burn through the centuries Fueling their wars They feast while we bleed They drink while we break They gamble tomorrow For everything they take Breakdown (Slow / Brutal) Green on the surface Rot in the core Luxury hunger Always wants more Golden illusions Steel underneath Palaces smiling With predator teeth You don’t get to gamble With breath and sun You don’t get to ravage And call it fun You don’t get to harvest The world to dust Then preach your empire Of progress and trust Bridge (Massive / Atmospheric) We are the hands that carry We are the ones who mend We are the ones who bury What you refuse to defend We are the lungs that choke On every lie you breathe We are the bones that break While you feast on what we leave You never felt the burden Of every breath we take You only sell the future For every profit you make Final Chorus (Huge / Defiant) We won’t bleed for your empire We won’t drown in your waste We won’t feed your machine Or your poisonous taste If you won’t face the damage If you won’t face the scar Then we will build tomorrow Without the things you are You feast while we bleed But the silence is done The reckoning Has begun.