Cold Current
7OOP3D
This is the third track of the “Broken Rites EP”.
“Cold Current” transforms dust and heat into rain, depth, and blue light. It feels like submersion after fire - not a clean redemption, but a state suspended between surrender, pain, and quiet purification. It is also the last point at which the work still speaks in a more spiritual and symbolic register.
The release was created in an iterative process with AI support, but the final output is predominantly original work - especially in sound design, synth work, rhythm, arrangement, structure, and final refinement. The artificial voice is used intentionally as part of the aesthetic concept, rather than as a stand-in for a conventional vocal performance. Also, quite frankly, we did not have a real vocalist available.
The result is a four-part work about longing, inner darkness, damaged grace, and the final act of laying down the mask.
Instrumental version available in the download section!
This track is also available at YouTube: https://youtu.be/jvPJAo1PW-c
With luv and peace from Hamburg
7OOP3D
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[Intro]
Low light under bus-stop glass, a hush before admission.
Rain ticks on metal ribs.
[Verse 1]
You come like faith that found its feet,
a glimmer caught in breath and heat.
Your quiet leaves a tempered glow
where all my borders used to go.
Each breath a vow I never planned,
each look a mercy from your hand.
You read the hairline cracks I hide,
and whisper, stain me clean inside.
[Pre-Chorus]
Still, the undertow beneath
pulls the soul through loss and sleep.
Every promise tastes of dust—
I follow, because I must.
[Chorus]
Cold current, carry me through,
I sink into your blue.
You break me just to prove
that mercy has a bruise.
Cold current, call my name,
wash the noise out of my frame.
I’ll drown inside your view—
still reaching out for you.
[Verse 2]
The city bows beneath the rain,
its pulse is soft, its engines drained.
You raise your hand—devotion, plain,
a small spark, quiet, without claim.
We trade our warmth for borrowed sound,
we wait until the lights come down.
Between the beats, between the ache,
you breathe my shadow into wake.
[Bridge]
Forgive the fire I kept for you.
Let it go where night burns through.
Your eyes—two open doors.
I’m faithless, still I’m yours.
[Drop]
Count the cost—no choir, no crown.
Cold current runs. We don’t slow down.
Hands at rest, eyes on the ground,
we keep what broke and carry it round.
Call my name—don’t make it pure.
Leave the stain. That’s how we’re sure.
If this is grace, it doesn’t shine—
it holds, it bites, it stays in time.
[Chorus]
Cold current, carry me through,
I sink into your blue.
You break me just to prove
that mercy has a bruise.
Cold current, call my name,
wash the noise out of my frame.
I’ll drown inside your view—
still reaching out for you.
[Outro]
Rain keeps the same confession,
then the street bends light.
I stay below the surface,
where your doubt and mine align.
“Cold Current” transforms dust and heat into rain, depth, and blue light. It feels like submersion after fire - not a clean redemption, but a state suspended between surrender, pain, and quiet purification. It is also the last point at which the work still speaks in a more spiritual and symbolic register.
The release was created in an iterative process with AI support, but the final output is predominantly original work - especially in sound design, synth work, rhythm, arrangement, structure, and final refinement. The artificial voice is used intentionally as part of the aesthetic concept, rather than as a stand-in for a conventional vocal performance. Also, quite frankly, we did not have a real vocalist available.
The result is a four-part work about longing, inner darkness, damaged grace, and the final act of laying down the mask.
Instrumental version available in the download section!
This track is also available at YouTube: https://youtu.be/jvPJAo1PW-c
With luv and peace from Hamburg
7OOP3D
—-
[Intro]
Low light under bus-stop glass, a hush before admission.
Rain ticks on metal ribs.
[Verse 1]
You come like faith that found its feet,
a glimmer caught in breath and heat.
Your quiet leaves a tempered glow
where all my borders used to go.
Each breath a vow I never planned,
each look a mercy from your hand.
You read the hairline cracks I hide,
and whisper, stain me clean inside.
[Pre-Chorus]
Still, the undertow beneath
pulls the soul through loss and sleep.
Every promise tastes of dust—
I follow, because I must.
[Chorus]
Cold current, carry me through,
I sink into your blue.
You break me just to prove
that mercy has a bruise.
Cold current, call my name,
wash the noise out of my frame.
I’ll drown inside your view—
still reaching out for you.
[Verse 2]
The city bows beneath the rain,
its pulse is soft, its engines drained.
You raise your hand—devotion, plain,
a small spark, quiet, without claim.
We trade our warmth for borrowed sound,
we wait until the lights come down.
Between the beats, between the ache,
you breathe my shadow into wake.
[Bridge]
Forgive the fire I kept for you.
Let it go where night burns through.
Your eyes—two open doors.
I’m faithless, still I’m yours.
[Drop]
Count the cost—no choir, no crown.
Cold current runs. We don’t slow down.
Hands at rest, eyes on the ground,
we keep what broke and carry it round.
Call my name—don’t make it pure.
Leave the stain. That’s how we’re sure.
If this is grace, it doesn’t shine—
it holds, it bites, it stays in time.
[Chorus]
Cold current, carry me through,
I sink into your blue.
You break me just to prove
that mercy has a bruise.
Cold current, call my name,
wash the noise out of my frame.
I’ll drown inside your view—
still reaching out for you.
[Outro]
Rain keeps the same confession,
then the street bends light.
I stay below the surface,
where your doubt and mine align.