Soft Collapse from Distorted Two by Bent Signal

You touched me like I was temporary, a moment you could erase. But I held your name in my breath and whispered it into the void.

I fall with grace, not for you, but for myself. I break in rhythm, and rebuild in pulse.

I collapsed softly, not from weakness — from knowing. You called it drama, but it was ritual.

I fall with grace, not for you, but for myself. I break in rhythm, and rebuild in pulse.

This isn’t shame — it’s the sound of surviving. This isn’t guilt — it’s the shape of my name.

I fall with grace, not for you, but for myself. I break in rhythm, and rebuild in pulse.

• Electronic
• dark electro
• ebm
• electro-industrial
• industrial techno
• post‑industrial