Post

[Intro]
[Start with single electric guitar note, heavy reverb]
[Add distant wind and low ambient pad]
[Occasional metallic “post” hit like a struck sign]
The devil’s deal
(Time to get real)
[Build: Synth Arpeggio Rising]

[Verse 1 – storytelling, restrained]
[Soft kick, rim click, muted bass enters slowly]
At the edge of where we stood
A marker carved in splintered wood
Pointing left and pointing right
Neither wrong and neither right

Names are etched but fade away
Choices don’t just drift—they stay
Every turn a cost to pay
Even if we look away

[Pre-Chorus – tension builds]
[Add low toms and subtle synth swell]
Every arrow pulls a thread
Through the things we’ve done and said
What we keep and what we lose
All depends on what we choose

[Chorus – strong, declarative]
[Full drums, layered guitars/synths]
The signpost read “Crossroads”
(Choose your path)
Selling souls erodes
(Bringing wrath)

Every direction has a cost
(Every gain implies a loss)
Standing still is just delay
(While the moment slips away)

[Post-Chorus – echo motif]
[Drop instrumentation slightly, echo vocals]
Choose… your path…
Feel… the wrath…

[Verse 2 – deeper consequences]
[Reintroduce groove with more drive]
Every deal we justify
Leaves a mark we can’t deny
Trading truth for something fast
Builds a future from the past

What we borrow, what we bend
Finds us waiting at the end
Every shortcut, every lie
Writes a line we can’t untie

[Pre-Chorus – fuller, more urgent]
[Add rising synth and snare buildup]
Every compass spins with doubt
When the easy way runs out
What we follow, what we trust
Turns to shadow, turns to dust

[Chorus – expanded, heavier]
[Add harmony layers and percussion hits]
The signpost read “Crossroads”
(Choose your path)
Selling souls erodes
(Bringing wrath)

Every promise wears thin
(When the cost is buried in)
All the things we hide below
(Just to keep the surface whole)

[Bridge – stripped, introspective]
[Remove drums, leave ambient pad and soft guitar]
Is the sign a guide or test?
Do we choose or just invest?
In a version of ourselves
Built from fear and nothing else

[Gradual build: bass swell, distant drums returning]
Every path we think we own
Leads us back to what we’ve sown

[Final Chorus – climactic, layered]
[Full instrumentation, widest stereo field]
The signpost read “Crossroads”
(Choose your path)
Selling souls erodes
(Bringing wrath)

Every step becomes the proof
(Every lie reveals the truth)
At the point where all roads pass
(We decide how long it lasts)

[Outro – fading resolve]
[Instruments drop out one by one]
[Leave wind and faint metallic post sound]
Crossroads…
(Mind explodes)
Choose…
(Or lose)
[Final echo fades into silence]

From the album Sign