Lyrics
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Free Fall
[Intro]
(Slow, heavy 110BPM pace. A vast, high-altitude atmosphere filled with a deep, continuous rushing tension.)
*GrizzlyJones.*
*Step to the edge... let the weight go...*
[Verse 1]
(Deep, slow delivery. A highly repetitive cadence using short, stark lines that lock into the steady pacing.)
Slide the door, face the cold,
Leave behind the stories told.
Look below, check the space,
Step into the empty place.
Cross the line, take the leap,
Promises we couldn't keep.
Through the clouds, in the gray,
Leave the surface far away.
[Pre-Chorus]
(Tempo rise. Pacing steadily accelerates from 110BPM up to a fast, frantic 130BPM. The rhythmic chant loops faster to build intense pressure.)
Watch the wings... fade from sight,
Plunging down... into the night.
Through the mist... through the air,
Nothing left... of fear or care...
(Fast rhythmic build-up) *Hit the sky! Let it go!*
[Chorus]
(Fast 130BPM tempo explosion. Maximum weight and impact. Vocals shift into a loud, aggressive, looping yell over a pounding low end.)
THE AIR EXPLODES AGAINST THE SKIN!
THIS IS WHERE THE DROPS BEGIN!
SLICE DIRECTLY THROUGH THE CLOUD!
THE RACING HEARTBEAT POUNDING LOUD!
YEAH, WE WATCH IT FADE SLOW!
THE PRESSURE LOCKING DOWN BELOW!
[Verse 2]
(Tempo drops back sharply to the slow 110BPM crawl. The deep, smoky voice returns to a quiet, repetitive chant as the canopy opens.)
Floating soft, shifting wind,
Leave the chaos far behind.
Mountain peaks, valley floor,
We don't step here anymore.
Green below, grey above,
Everything we used to love.
Quiet trail, wooden fence,
Making all the struggle sense.
[Bridge]
(Tempo rise. Pacing accelerates rapidly a second time as they drift lower toward the mountain range. The voice loops a hypnotic, rhythmic line.)
Drift on down, touch the ground,
Leave the sky without a sound...
Drift on down, touch the ground,
Leave the sky without a sound...
(Fast build-up) *Hit the earth! Break the frame!*
[Chorus]
(Fast 130BPM tempo explosion. High intensity. Maximum vocal aggression delivered as a loud, gravelly shout.)
THE AIR EXPLODES AGAINST THE SKIN!
THIS IS WHERE THE DROPS BEGIN!
SLICE DIRECTLY THROUGH THE CLOUD!
THE RACING HEARTBEAT POUNDING LOUD!
YEAH, WE WATCH IT FADE SLOW!
THE PRESSURE LOCKING DOWN BELOW!
[Outro]
(The fast energy strips away. The tempo slows to a dead crawl. The smoky voice murmurs the short lines into absolute stillness over the quiet valley.)
*Slide the door... face the cold... leave behind... the stories told... drift on down... touch the ground...*
Style
110bpm slow heavy cyber phonkeerie rhythmic chantingdramatic tempo accelerationfast 130bpm aggressive trap dropenglish
Credits
Prompt by
GrizzlyJones
GrizzlyJonesGeneratedAug 22, 2026
ModelZona