
Create English male vocals for a 142 BPM D Phrygian mode phonk-witch house track, following Bones/Xavier Wulf/Chris Travis cadence. The theme follows a lone drifter hiding a cursed relic in a waterlogged 1980s underpass during a midnight thunderstorm, half-dazed on codeine, muttering about forgotten gang oaths and shadowy figures hunting him through fog. Vocals are warped under tape degradation, pitched down 2.5 octaves with cathedral reverb and cascading delay, occasional chopped guttural spoken fragments woven into the rhythm. Core instrumentation: 808 sub-bass with harmonic portamento slides, bitcrushed cowbell patterns, reversed detuned 70s Italian horror score harpsichord samples, skittering randomized velocity trap hi-hats, rusted steel barrel clank percussions, and buried dissonant church organ drones. The atmosphere is menacing, trance-like, and ritualistic, fitting for rain-soaked late-night highway drives.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Hook] Underpass is dripping wet Caught inside a heavy net Paying off a phantom debt Fading like a silhouette Underpass is dripping wet Caught inside a heavy net Paying off a phantom debt Fading like a silhouette [Verse] Pouring purple in the rain Trying to forget the pain Cursed copper in my hand Buried in the muddy sand Concrete walls are turning black No one's ever coming back Shadows walking in the mist Names are crossed off of the list [Pre-Chorus] Thunder crashing in the sky Watch the heavy shadows fly Never ask the reason why Just another soul to buy [Chorus] Muddy water in my shoes Nothing left for me to lose Spitting out the ancient oath Darkness gonna take us both Hear the steel barrel clank Sinking in the river bank Double cup is turning cold Selling what cannot be sold [Breakdown] Underpass is dripping wet Caught inside a heavy net Paying off a phantom debt Fading like a silhouette [Verse] Swore the oath in eighty-eight Meet me at the iron gate Witch house bumping in my head Wish that I was already dead Fog is thick inside the lane Driving crazy and insane Headlights flashing in the dark Left my body in the park [Bridge] Hear the church organ drone I am sitting on my throne Made of rusted iron gates Sealing all our dirty fates Codeine dripping down my throat Floating in a sunken boat [Chorus] Muddy water in my shoes Nothing left for me to lose Spitting out the ancient oath Darkness gonna take us both Hear the steel barrel clank Sinking in the river bank Double cup is turning cold Selling what cannot be sold [Outro]
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