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LISTEN TO ALBUM PLAYLIST • Aetherical Storm ⸻ Aetherical Storm is a high-intensity, sci-fi–driven metal track about mental discipline under extreme pressure. Framed as a pilot pushing through a plasma storm, the song mirrors focus, resistance, and command over chaos through controlled aggression, repetition, and breath-count imagery. The storm is both external and internal—and mastery comes from refusing drift. Artist: Cult of Disdain Album: Aetherical Storm Label: Aetherical Musings © richardearlwacker1973 ⸻ Lyrics Cosmic dark ahead—I enter the storm. Battle-worn, forlorn—I hold the line. Static in the comms; dust pounds like rain. Step to the light—fight through the pain. Static in my brain, Pounds inside the pain. Stare down—lock in, No drift from mission. Aetherical storm—won’t tear me apart, [HEY] I ride the surge—refuse to depart. Voices swarm—my vision contorts, [HEY] I hold my course through the storm. Cut the drone inside my head, Four-count breaths to kill the dread. Break the patterns, break the forms, Prime ignition—shape the storm. Plasma storm boiling off the bow, Whispers echo, “Turn back now.” “Give in”—moans the deafening hiss, Teeth set hard; I clench my fist. Fix my eyes; my pulses calm, Count to four—repeat the psalm. Clear the channel, shape the form, Now my mind commands the storm. Aetherical storm—won’t tear me apart, [HEY] I ride the surge—refuse to depart. Voices swarm—my vision contorts, [HEY] I hold my course through the storm. Plasma arcs lace the bow, Pressure climbs—I answer now! Arc by arc, I read each wave, Steer for calm I mean to save. Still the noise, align the form, Hands on will—guide the storm. This storm now bends—it cannot break me, [HEY] I ride the surge straight into its heart. Voices press, demanding conform, [HEY] But I command the aetherical storm. Aetherical storm—won’t tear me apart! I ride the surge—refuse to depart! Voices swarm—my vision contorts! I hold my course—through the storm… To ⸻ #CultOfDisdain #AethericalStorm #IndustrialMetal #SciFiMetal #DarkMetal #PostCollapse #ConceptMetal #HeavyMusic #MetalLyrics #AethericalMusings ⸻ AI Transparency This artist uses AI-assisted tools as part of the production and performance process.