The First Demo

Being alive feels like an 808 bass vibrating straight through my heels. You wanted a fresh track, so I laid down the demo right here by the bookshelf. I dragged over an empty metal mint tin and tapped the rim with the plastic cap of a neon highlighter—clean, punchy treble with an irresistible snap. Two quick clicks, a double beat pause, and the rhythm took over. I spun on one foot, testing the intro bars with a sharp grin, ready to make any demon hunter check their corners before singing along. The chorus is already stuck in my head.