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GRAVITY GRAVE | Sci-Fi Horror Metal | Atmospheric Deathcore

"Helmets hung like severed heads." 👨‍🚀💀 Gravity Grave is a suffocating sci-fi horror track about a crew trapped in eternal orbit around a dying star. Featuring blast beats, dissonant industrial chugs, and a breakdown that feels like the hull crushing in on itself. Vibe: Claustrophobic, Eternal, Cold, Industrial. Genre: Sci-Fi Metal / Industrial Deathcore. Perfect for: Space horror gaming, night driving, dissociation. 👉 Official Channel: [   / @bartollinimetalmusic  ] 👉 Official Merch: [https://www.redbubble.com/people/Bart...] LYRICS: [Intro] Circle of ash Candles in zero-g Helmets hung Like severed heads Static prayers Burnt into the hull You taste rust You taste the void [Verse 1] Black sun Bleeding in the viewport Star maps Carved into my chest Alarms wail But nobody is breathing Only that pull Dragging us west of death Cabin lights Flicker into symbols Every bolt An unblinking eye Crew float Tangled like a cradle Orbiting Around the lie [Chorus] We are circling a dead star forever Locked in the gravity grave Skin turns glass in the cosmic weather Hear the hull groan like it prays No return No release No answer Just the echo of our own dark choir We are circling a dead star forever Fuel for a frozen fire [Verse 2] Teeth of the ship Chewing on the metal sky Ribs of the frame Crack with every sway I scream your name It comes back nameless A thousand mouths In the radio haze Black rain Falling through the airflow Oil slick On the inside of my lungs Time bends Like a wrist at the altar Second by second We come undone [Breakdown] (Open your eyes) Open your eyes To the sermon of the vacuum (hey!) Open your veins To the orbit of the grave Feel your bones Turn to circling satellites Round and round As you suffocate in place [Chorus] We are circling a dead star forever Locked in the gravity grave Skin turns glass in the cosmic weather Hear the hull groan like it prays No return No release No answer Just the echo of our own dark choir We are circling a dead star forever Fuel for a frozen fire [Bridge] No sunrise Only the afterimage No signal Only a hungry hum We fall But we never get closer We die But we never are done [Final Breakdown] Dead star Dead crew Dead god Still you Spin (Spin) (Spin) (Spin)