Time Rift Drifter

[Intro (Slow, heavy stoner riff, drop C tuning, fuzzed-out guitars, hypnotic groove)] The air doesn’t move here. My hands pass through the hours. Every face looks past me, Like I was cut from the world. [Verse 1 (Psychedelic haze, roomy drums, bass rumble thick and low)] I walk through the cracked glass of days, Nothing bends, nothing breaks. The clocks turn without sound, And I keep drifting inside the split. [Chorus (Massive wall of fuzz, soaring vocal, mantra-like delivery)] I’m stuck in the rift of time, No eyes lock on mine. Stone on stone, the ages grind, But I remain, unseen, alive. [Verse 2 (Desert rock sway, rolling toms, guitars wide and spaced)] Hands can’t hold me, Walls don’t stop me. I am the ghost of the living, A traveler no one recalls. [Bridge (Slow breakdown, droning feedback, hypnotic repetition)] Fingers scrape at silence, I tear at the seam of the years. It will not open, It only spins me deeper in. [Chorus (Heavy, crushing riff returns, layered vocals like a chant)] I’m stuck in the rift of time, No eyes lock on mine. Stone on stone, the ages grind, But I remain, unseen, alive. [Outro (Long fadeout, guitars sustain, feedback howl, drums crash slowly to nothing)] The world keeps turning, And I am not here.