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The Quake
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Quake is about the tipping point when a match strike burns down the old structures to make room for a future forged in the fallout. With its thunderous percussion, layered harmonies, and an "outlaws-to-the-storm" mentality, "The Quake" is a signal.
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I don't confine myself to a single genre. My muse draws from every direction, and I follow where it leads using various AI technologies.
Hello, and thank you for listening. I don't really have a single genre that I aspire to create. It's mainly just what I'm feeling in the moment. My muse draws inspiration from every direction. My musical voyage takes me on journeys both internal and external, journeys whose results I can't always predict. For me, it's truly the journey that matters, not the destination. I let my creativity flow freely, allowing it to guide me where it will. I don't constrain myself to a particular style or genre; instead, I embrace the boundless possibilities of musical expression. Each new piece is an adventure, an opportunity to explore uncharted sonic territory. My aim is not to adhere to any preconceived notions of what my music "should" sound like. Rather, I strive to authentically channel the emotions, ideas, and perspectives that well up within me at any given time. The end result may defy easy categorization, but that's part of the beauty. I'm not beholden to any expectations other than my own artistic vision. So in short, I let my muse be my guide. I follow where it leads, embracing the unpredictable journey of musical creation (via various AI technologies). I hope you'll join me on these voyages, as I never know quite where they might take us. Cheers!
Song Info
Genre
Metal • Industrial Metal
Author
Ward C Locke
Rights
Ward C Locke
Uploaded
January 20, 2026
Track Files
MP3
MP3 10.0 MB • 320 kbps • 4:22
Lossless
WAV 47.9 MB
Meta Data
BPM
165
Beat
4/4
Key
D maj
Vocals
Female
Story behind the song
'The Quake' feels like the moment the silence finally breaks. We’ve spent so much time living in the shadows of 'choking prophets' and 'borrowed lies,' and this track is about the collective realization that we are the ones we’ve been waiting for. It moves from that solo match-strike in the pines to a full-blown rebellion that 'makes the heavens empty'. When the final chorus hits with 'We are the signal,' it’s a reminder that even in the fallout, we are the spark that builds worlds where no ruler stands. Lyrics and concept by Ward C Locke. Music produced using Suno AI.
Lyrics
“This is not a test. All channels have been seized. The old frequency is dead. If you can still hear this welcome to the signal." Yesterday hangs silent in the shattered pines, Every whisper rotted full of borrowed lies. Streets full of prophets choking on their crown, I strike the match and watch it all burn down. Truth is a razor humming at my throat- I laugh as every holy script turns to smoke. We rise like outlaws wired to the storm, Shouting loud enough to make the heavens deform. Tear the future from the grip of the past- Forge our names in the fallout and ash. Dust in our lungs from the graves we climbed, Rebellion etched deep like a warning sign. No more silence, no more bending to form- We write our fate in the eye of the storm. Your kingdom’s a tomb built on sinking nails- We’re the quake that makes the whole frame fail. We rise like outlaws wired to the storm, Shouting loud enough to make the heavens deform. Tear the future from the grip of the past- Forge our names in the fallout and ash. The sky cracks open, bleeding fire and sound, Sirens chant hymns as the temples drown. Close your eyeslet the dark tide pull, Face the void til the void turns full. Dawn drops heavy like a steel blade fall, We dance on the edge and refuse to crawl. Every heartbeat’s riot, every breath defies- We’re the storm their prayers can’t quiet or hide. We rise like outlaws wired to the storm, Shouting loud enough to make the heavens deform. Tear the future from the grip of the past- Forge our names in the fallout and ash. Hand in hand through the burning lands, Building worlds no ruler understands. We are the signal. We are the spark.
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