HEY!...WURM

And I'm back! 

This year has been one of the best years of my life. Finally free from a nearly decade long abusive relationship and in much better control of my mental health. But there's one little thing that's bothering me, the fact that my abuser got off scott free while I had to uproot my entire life. Rather than dwelling on that injustice all the time, I figured it's better to channel that anger into something constructive. Which became my second album: Fierce Deity. I don't have a release date yet but I do have this single!

I HATE YOUR GUTS BITCH (all caps when you spell the song's name) is exactly what it says on the tin. I'm not proud of it, but I fucking despise my abuser. This track details why I hate her, and if you can understand anything I'm saying, hopefully you'll understand why too. For this track, and the wider album, I've taken a lot of inspiration from war metal, grindcore and old school thrash and black metal. Apologies for those who enjoyed the more blackgaze/post-rock elements of my last project (but watch this space if you did!) but this project is straight rage. I've changed my set up too, I've got a better mic, a new amp sim and a new audio interface. So hopefully the production quality is better.

I hope you enjoy this song and maybe for other victims it can be a good outlet.

I HATE YOUR GUTS BITCH

Cold Mornings is a gentle, piano-driven ballad that captures the quiet intimacy of staying in bed while the world outside turns colder. Built around a soft 6/8 rhythm, the song blends delicate piano melodies with subtle texture, warm bass, and light percussion - creating a cozy soundscape that feels both personal and timeless.

The vocals are performed by @Ladat and Hana Pavšič, whose voices, presented in contrast rather than harmony, reflect two perspectives of the same tender moment - adding emotional depth and a sense of quiet dialogue to the track.

This is a song for early hours, soft blankets, and the lingering moments when time seems to slow down - reminding us that sometimes, the simplest moments are the ones that matter most.

Co-producer: Blaž Pavšič
Mixed and mastered @A7-Recording-Studio (www.a7recordingstudio.com/)

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Cold Mornings

Lyrics:

Forgive me for what I've done,
Just sing me the lullaby.
Those torn wings won't make you fly,
But please, just believe this time.

Lost past hides the light from me,
Still trapped in regret and dark...
Intentions of restless mind,
To make up what could've been...

A lifetime of guilt within,
Pulled under the soothing lie,
Anemic and anchored with
Cold halo you left behind.

So vulnerable...

Daylight tones the dust
From the unsettling hunt for peace,
Chained down to past.
Chimera's voices' lied!
I'm so lost and vulnerable...

Lost

Walking The Grey Line

Haven't They?

Nema vatre

Kai Kosi- Nema vatre

Hank delivers the goods on this tear jerking countrified soulful rocker about a man on the outs of a relationship.  Hank's soulful ever gritty vocals, his country style guitar, and gospel style piano paints a hard hearted story each verse getting more and more intense building to a final roundup of emotion complete with string section and haunting steel guitar, when you hear this song, you know why they call him Hank, 

Cryin In The Night
By Hank Rusch

Oh, I try to keep our lovelight burnin'
But now I see it growin' dim
I finally realized why you're always cryin'
You're gonna leave me for him

Every night it's the same
You wake up weepin' and callin' his name
Then you cry yourself back to sleep
You can't hide the secret that you keep

Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna say everything's allright?
Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna cry in the night?

I know it won't be long
With the plans you're makin'
soon I'll be gone
but I ain't gonna make easy for you
I think it's time for you to tell the truth

Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna say everything's allright?
Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna cry in the night?
are you gonna cry, cry in the night?
Tell me baby, Tell me baby, don't tell me lies
Tell me now in the night, and in the mornin'
In the mornin' I'll be gone
No, No, No, don't cry anymore, baby
Tell the truth and dry your eyes
I know why, I know why, you cry in the night
Cry, Cry, Oooooooh! Cryin' in the night
Cryin' Cryin' Cryin' Cryin' in the night

Cryin In The Night

pop punk/rock
co-produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by

@a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

Crawling Up The Walls

A song written for the No Kings march held on October 18, 2025

Lyrics
[verse]
An old vet lays at the overpass.
Gallon of milk, by his head.
P.T.S.D… bites him fast.
While he sleeps on a concrete bed.

Ice! is forming everywhere.
Black, blue and camouflage.
Who they grab, they just don't care.
It's political sabotage.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
This king is fake!  tarnished bronze!
Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
We are America's pawns! America's pawns!


[verse]
Give the rich, more tax cuts.
Keepin' 'em happy is the goal.
You see, cheaters have no guts.
Nor do they have a soul.

When you need a little aid.
Some help up off the floor.
No matter how long you pray.
They always punish the poor.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
This king is fake!  tarnished bronze!
Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!


[verse]
Media spews worthless news.
Lies from corporate owners.
Pushing right-wing views.
Plus those of crooked donors.

They love their guns, it's crystal clear
While our kids get shot and bleed.
Losing power is their only fear.
Their DNA drips with greed.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
[background chanted] No Kings!

This king is fake! tarnished bronze!
[background chanted] No Kings!

Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
[background chanted] No Kings!

We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!


[solo: guitar]


[ chorus ]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
[background yelled] No Kings!

This king is fake! tarnished bronze!
[background yelled] No Kings!

Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
[background yelled] No Kings!

We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!

[all yell] No Kings!

Words written by Roger L. Smith
Music & Vocals by Suno.com

© Copyright Roger L. Smith & Ironically Insipid Records, 2025

America's Pawns (No Kings)

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Kai Kosi- Nema vatre

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