

Prompt / Lyrics
\[intro – industrial noise, static, faint splashing] Hiss of the river, toxic tide— Leptospira lurks, it’s time to die. Breathing in the filth of decay— Swallowed in silence, it’s here to stay. \[verse 1 – dissonant tremolo-picked riff, fast] Dirty waters, muddy veins, You walk right in and feel the strain. Contaminated droplets cling to skin, You taste the poison, it’s in the wind. Kidneys shut, liver fails, Bile turns black, infection sails. Gasp for air, you’re drowning now, Spiraling down, you’ll never know how. \[pre-chorus – low growl, slow tension build] Sickening warmth, you’re bleeding inside, Leptospira’s hunger, there's nowhere to hide. \[chorus – full blast, guttural scream] LEPTOSPIROSIS—FEED ON THE BLOOD! FROM THE WATER, THE DISEASE BLOODS! FLUSHED OUT THE LIFE, THE SHADOWS CREEP, THIS IS A NIGHTMARE YOU'LL NEVER ESCAPE, I’LL WATCH YOU SINK DEEPER IN THE PAIN YOU KEEP! \[verse 2 – frenetic blast beats, grindcore edge] Wading through filth, legs that burn, With every breath, you slowly churn. Infect the bloodstream, feel the fever boil, Sweat like oil, as your body recoils. Yellow eyes, jaundice gleam, Dark as death, this isn’t a dream. Shaking hands, a final plea, Claw at the walls, but you can’t break free. \[pre-chorus – chaotic screams, frantic] Venom’s already in, it’s here to stay, Kidneys are shutting down, decay. \[chorus – harder, rawer] LEPTOSPIROSIS—FEED ON THE BLOOD! FROM THE WATER, THE DISEASE BLOODS! FLUSHED OUT THE LIFE, THE SHADOWS CREEP, THIS IS A NIGHTMARE YOU'LL NEVER ESCAPE, I’LL WATCH YOU SINK DEEPER IN THE PAIN YOU KEEP! \[bridge – brutal breakdown, guttural] FEVERED RAGE, HEARTS COLLAPSING— INFECT THE WORLD WITH THIS DISEASE. I CAN FEEL IT NOW, THE SHIVERS THROUGH MY BONES, RIPPING ME APART UNTIL I’M JUST A WRETCHED GHOST. \[breakdown – grinding, slow, suffocating] BLACKENED LUNGS—CHOKE ON THE AIR, LEPTOSPIROSIS—WE'RE ALL IN DESPAIR. INFECTED BLOOD—TAKE WHAT’S MINE, LEPTOSPIROSIS—SICKNESS DIVINE! \[outro – heavy, grinding, fading] YOU’RE BURIED IN FILTH, THIS IS YOUR END. THE DISEASE WON’T STOP, IT WILL NEVER BEND. FLUSHED AWAY, BUT YOU’LL NEVER ESCAPE— SICKNESS AND PAIN ARE YOUR FINAL STATE.
Tags
Progressive metal, 808, hard, angry, fast paced, breakdown, bass drop.
3:40
No
8/30/2025