Iron Paradox

[Intro]
[Sound of a heavy barbell being loaded... Clink. Clink. Deep, distorted breathing.]
(Whisper)
"Gravity is a choice."
[Beat drops suddenly into a dark, pulsing rhythm]
[Verse 1]
Check the mirror, who’s the ghost in the glass?
Chasing a version of me that I haven't met yet.
The clock on the wall is a predator’s eye,
Counting the seconds I choose not to die.
Lactic acid is the fuel in the tank,
I’m breaking the vault, I’m robbing the bank.
Not for the gold, but the weight of the steel,
The only thing left in this world that is real.
[Pre-Chorus]
[Music thins out, leaving only a heartbeat-like kick drum]
Focus...
The marrow is aching.
The ego is breaking.
The silence is loud.
DO NOT BLINK.
[Chorus]
[High energy, aggressive bass, cowbell melody starts]
TEAR. REPAIR. REPEAT.
I don't find peace, I find the heat.
Under the pressure, the carbon turns hard,
I’m writing my myth, yard by yard.
PUSH. [Pause] PULL. [Pause]
The skull is empty, the soul is full.
I’m not a man, I’m a mountain in motion,
Drowning my doubts in a liquid devotion!
[Verse 2]
They talk about "limits," I talk about "walls,"
I like the sound when the arrogance falls.
F = m \cdot a — that’s the law of the cage,
I’m turning my trauma to physical rage.
Every plate is a sin I’ve forgiven,
This isn't a hobby, it’s how I stay living.
[Bridge]
[Total silence for 2 seconds]
[Slow, heavy industrial grinding sound]
"It’s just you... versus the version of you that wants to quit."
(Distorted scream)
"GET UP!"
[Outro]
[Beat starts to glitch and slow down]
Iron paradox...
To grow, you must break.
To rise, you must ache.
[Sound of a heavy barbell hitting the floor... Thud.]
Done.