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Subsonic
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Rock
Subsonic was released on May 15, 2026 by R3cords Three Production Studios as a part of the album Blackout - EP
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Release DateMay 15, 2026
LabelR3cords Three Production Studios
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM143

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nick Betschart
Nick Betschart
Rap
Dyeana Dyer
Dyeana Dyer
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Betschart
Nick Betschart
Songwriter
Diego Rinaldi
Diego Rinaldi
Songwriter
Sára Zakari
Sára Zakari
Songwriter
Dyeana Dyer
Dyeana Dyer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Betschart
Nick Betschart
Co-Producer
Cyan Parkza
Cyan Parkza
Producer
Emyxtra
Emyxtra
Mixing Engineer
Jelena
Jelena
Mastering Engineer
Blerim Gashi
Blerim Gashi
Recording Engineer
Marvin Tari
Marvin Tari
Engineer
R3cords Three Production Studios
R3cords Three Production Studios
Producer

Lyrics

Seven hundred feet per second through the concrete and the steel
Sixty thousand pounds of pressure and you're starting now to feel
The temperature already dropped before you knew what this was
This is not a sound — this is what a sound does
Louder than the engine at the runway's breaking point
Heavier than everything that's holding this together
The air itself is bending at the joints
And nothing standing here will hold forever
Subterranean vibration three hundred miles before the crack
Infrasound below the threshold — hits the nervous system first not last
Livestock feel it in the pasture, instruments detect the shift
While the humans are still sleeping there's already been a rift
Sixty tons displacement at the point of lowest altitude
Blast radius expanding in a perfect iron latitude
Glass suspended for a half a second — frozen — then erased
Structural integrity collapses leaving nothing in its place
Asphalt memory of impact imprinted in the grain
Seismograph at 3am recording no one's name
The air pressure drops a fraction — animals already fled —
By the time the sound wave reaches you the damage has been said
Feel it in the sternum
Feel it where the ribs divide
Something moving through the bedrock
Something on the other side
Seven hundred feet per second through the concrete and the steel
Sixty thousand pounds of pressure and you're starting now to feel
The temperature already dropped before you knew what this was
This is not a sound — this is what a sound does
Louder than the engine at the runway's breaking point
Heavier than everything that's holding this together
The air itself is bending at the joints
And nothing standing here will hold forever
Overpressure wave moves separate from the heat and from the light
Arrives without announcement at a different speed than sight
Measured not in fire but in absence — not in noise but void
In the hollow where the structure was before it was destroyed
Frequency so low it moves through water iron bone and stone
Resonates in cavities — the chest the skull the cone
Three degrees of temperature before the windows bow
The architecture understands the physics even now
Jet fuel burning at a thousand in the belly of the dark
Everything illuminated just before it tears apart
The ground retains the pressure signature long after it has passed
The only thing that travels faster than the sound is what won't last
Feel it in the sternum
Feel it where the ribs divide
Something moving through the bedrock
Something on the other side
Seven hundred feet per second through the concrete and the steel
Sixty thousand pounds of pressure and you're starting now to feel
The temperature already dropped before you knew what this was
This is not a sound — this is what a sound does
Louder than the engine at the runway's breaking point
Heavier than everything that's holding this together
The air itself is bending at the joints
And nothing standing here will hold forever
There is a weight
That has no visible source
A pressure
That finds no wall to push against
It moves through solid matter
At the speed of what cannot be stopped
Subsonic
Subterranean
Seven hundred feet per second through the concrete and the steel
Sixty thousand pounds of pressure and you're starting now to feel
The temperature already dropped before you knew what this was
This is not a sound — this is what a sound does
Louder than the engine at the runway's breaking point
Heavier than everything that's holding this together
The air itself is bending at the joints
And nothing standing here will hold forever
Written by: Diego Rinaldi, Dyeana Dyer, Nick Betschart, Sára Zakari
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