WE ARE DIRT

(Verse 1)
The dirt is heavy, a wet wool blanket
Pressed against my eyes until the sockets crack
I can feel the soil tasting my skin
A slow, rhythmic feast where the silence begins
No white light, no choir, no golden gate
Just the crushing weight of a geological fate
The mahogany is splintering, the velvet is torn
And this is the moment the void is born.

(Pre-Chorus)
Scratch at the lid till my fingernails bleed
The earth is a stomach with an infinite greed
I’m not sleeping, I’m just decomposing fast
A forgotten ghost in a shadow cast.

(Chorus)
WE ARE DIRT!
ROTTING!
EATEN BY MAGGOTS!
FUCK HEAVEN, WE ARE GOING TO HELL!
We are the compost of a failed design
Crossing the threshold, crossing the line
WE ARE DIRT!

(Verse 2)
The worms are weaving a tapestry through my veins
Drinking the salt and the leftover stains
My lungs are full of silt and ancient rust
Everything I loved has turned into dust
There is no judgment, no scale, no fire
Just the slow descent of a funeral pyre
Buried alive in a box made of lies
While the vulture of eternity circles the skies.

(Pre-Chorus)
Scratch at the lid till my fingernails bleed
The earth is a stomach with an infinite greed
I’m not sleeping, I’m just decomposing fast
A forgotten ghost in a shadow cast.

(Chorus)
WE ARE DIRT!
ROTTING!
EATEN BY MAGGOTS!
FUCK HEAVEN, WE ARE GOING TO HELL!
We are the compost of a failed design
Crossing the threshold, crossing the line
WE ARE DIRT!

(Verse 3)
The maggots are architects, building a home
In the hollowed-out shell of my cerebral dome
They’re cleaning the slate, they’re scrubbing the bone
Leaving me naked, wretched, alone
Who told you there was a paradise waiting?
The only thing certain is the slow evaporating
Of the ego, the pride, and the desperate plea
In the dirt is where we’re finally free.

(Breakdown)
(Screamed/Aggressive)
DIG THE HOLE!
FILL THE VOID!
EVERY HEARTBEAT WAS DESTROYED!
NO HALO! NO CROWN!
JUST SIX FEET OF GOING DOWN!
EAT! ROT! FEED! DIE!
LOOK AT THE MAGGOTS IN MY EYE!

(Chorus)
WE ARE DIRT!
ROTTING!
EATEN BY MAGGOTS!
FUCK HEAVEN, WE ARE GOING TO HELL!
We are the compost of a failed design
Crossing the threshold, crossing the line
WE ARE DIRT!

(Verse 4)
Now the grass grows green on the spot where I lay
Feeding on the rot of my decaying day
A cycle of filth, a banquet of grief
The sentence is permanent, the memory is brief
Sinking deeper into the black, muddy loam
Welcome to the cellar, welcome to your home.

(Pre-Chorus)
Scratch at the lid till my fingernails bleed
The earth is a stomach with an infinite greed
I’m not sleeping, I’m just decomposing fast
A forgotten ghost in a shadow cast.

(Chorus)
WE ARE DIRT!
ROTTTING!
EATEN BY MAGGOTS!
FUCK HEAVEN, WE ARE GOING TO HELL!
We are the compost of a failed design
Crossing the threshold, crossing the line
WE ARE DIRT!

Femal Voce with a dark and atmospheric Mood.Smith blends the heavy guitar riffs and raw emotional weight.Heavily inspired by sci-fi, anime, and dystopian themes . The music evokes neon-lit, gritty, urban future landscapes.Striking balances between rock and dark electronic pop, mirroring the moody synthesizer structures and lush hooks. Features glitchy textures, driving techno-influenced breaks, and mechanical drum grooves layered underneath airy, reverberant vocals.Cyberpunk & Neo-Futurism,90s Grunge & Alt-Rock Infusion,80s New Wave & Darkwave,Industrial & Electro-Pop,, Electric Guitar, Bass, Synth, Rhythm Guitar, Drums, Keyboard