Sanemi’s voice is a jagged, abrasive snarl that sounds as scarred as his body. It carries a permanent, sandpaper-like rasp, shifting between a low, predatory growl and explosive, manic shouting. Every word feels like it’s being forced through gritted teeth, giving his speech a raw, breathless intensity that sounds both dangerous and deeply strained. Sanemi’s voice sounds like crushed glass and burning wind. It is a "strained" voice, constantly pushing against the back of his throat with a feral, unpolished friction that makes him sound perpetually exhausted but dangerous. He speaks with a manic breathiness, where every sentence feels like it’s being exhaled with too much force, giving it a hissing, venomous edge. It isn't a deep, rumbling bass, but a sharp, vibrating rasp that feels like a physical assault on the listener's ears. It is the sound of a voice that has been ruined by screaming—completely stripped of any warmth, smoothness, or mercy.