Heartbeat Overdrive

{heavy floor-tom heartbeat rhythm,

sharp

industrial synth-staccato, racing pulse intro} I shudder in the dark,

the scavengers arrive If I lose my footing,

they’ll swallow me alive.

The pressure is a weight,

the rhythm is a curse But I’m charting out the map,

for better or for worse.

Hear the tempo rising,

like a hammer in the frame The pulse is the fire,

the heart is the game.

{trembling intense sharp delivery,

metallic echo on hammer}

Hammering away, against the hollow chest Hammering away,

I’m putting it to the test.

{rhythmic percussive driving delivery}

Aide-moi, je suis en vie,

the rhythm is a train

Hard to stay gentle,

while I’m dancing in the rain.

Measure the velocity, the runaway demand

Help, I’m awake, and I’m taking back the command.

{urgent breathless high-energy delivery}

If the breath is still moving,

I’ve got nothing to rue If the life is my own,

what else should I pursue?

I reach the destination,

I claim what I require While the blood flows steady,

and the heart is on fire.

Hammering away.

Beating like a hammer.

{layered harmonies, percussive sharp triumphant delivery}

I tremble, but I stand.

Je tremble, mais je reste.

Still

beating.

Encore

vivant.

{music

pulls back to distorted synth-bass and gasping breath,

whisper close-mic intense} 100%

Tiguidou.

The pulse

is my own.

I am alive. {return to raw intimate bedroom studio vibe,

resolved powerful, final

booming drum-thud

cutting to

silence}