Mold Me

Drone with glitch hop, witchhouse, and doom: thick, pitch-warped basslines, shadowed synth drones, and sparse machine percussion; low dark female vocals rise into a powerful full-voice belt, distorted yet dry and up-front; cinematic ambient haze, minor-key melodic fragments; very slow 33–50 BPM pulse

Where does it go? The ending comes too soon Wasted years upon years For answers that fade away New questions of a life never lived Piece together pieces of me Until I’m complete and whole Mold me into the thing you want When everyone else chooses to go There was a moment Fleeting as it may have been I saw the stars explode in your eyes Like watching the cosmos begin And a candle snuffed out in dark Piece together pieces of me Until I’m complete and whole Mold me into the thing you want When everyone else chooses to go We’ve traveled far as we can But time catches all Wrapped in decay like a cocoon Never to transform and emerge Piece together pieces of me Until I’m complete and whole Mold me into the thing you want When everyone else chooses to go

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