Sybyr - I Hate 'Em [HQ-ish Edit]

This is not just a poetry album.
It’s a song-heart, a cry of life refusing to die in the silence of collective indifference.

Each piece here is not art for art’s sake,
but an act of survival, a fight to remain oneself
in a world that constantly demands compromise.

Every line is a breath.
Every word — a reaching out for something truly alive,
without bargaining away its truth.

This is the birth of a new style.

A style where genre doesn’t matter —
metal, electronica, jazz, lo-fi, acoustic —
the music is just a container.
A vessel for meaning, built to reach another human
as real and raw as the one who created it.

This style is called:

Extremely High Sense Capacity
(E.H.S.C.)

It’s not about form — it’s about depth.
Music that carries.
Poetry that must be heard.

And it’s also an act of dismantling borders.

Borders between people. Between cultures. Between traditions and fears.
It’s a gesture of unification.
An attempt to bring back the feeling of being human.
To restore humanness as the center of the universe —
as the thing that binds it all together.

Antimystic song

Gasoline Kisses

This song came much later in my life, during the 2000s when I was part of a car club called "Silent Rage." The name of the club inspired the song, but the lyrics tapped into something much deeper - that feeling of controlled fury that builds up inside when life keeps pushing you around.

By this time, my songwriting had evolved significantly from those teenage heartbreak ballads of the mid-80s. "Silent Rage" is darker, more aggressive, with a heavy metal edge that reflects both my musical growth and a different kind of emotional landscape. Where my high school songs were about romantic betrayal, this was about life's broader frustrations - the kind of anger that simmers beneath the surface until it explodes.

The imagery in this song is much more intense: "A beast that's longing to explore," "A hurricane beneath the skin." I was writing about that moment when composure finally cracks, when you can't maintain the calm facade anymore. The repetitive chorus builds like the pressure it describes, and I specifically wrote in stage directions like "[Scorching Guitar Solo]" because I could hear exactly how this should sound - raw, aggressive, unrelenting.

The bridge represents that breaking point: "Erupting now, can't hold it back / The world around fades to black." It's about complete loss of control, which was a more mature theme than I could have tackled as a teenager.

What's interesting is how the car club connection influenced the whole vibe. We were all about power, speed, and that controlled aggression you need behind the wheel. The song became an anthem for that energy.

Decades later, with AI technology, I was finally able to hear "Silent Rage" with the heavy, driving sound I always envisioned. The contrast between this and my earlier, softer songs shows how both my life experiences and musical tastes had evolved, but the core need to express raw emotion through lyrics remained constant.

Silent Rage

A Leaking Head

Syringe - Disorderly Temperment

NetGear EP

Syringe - Reformat

syringe - rats (bass boosted)

A Leaking Head II

Heavily Drained (n pretty much tired)

Syringe - UTTER BLACKHEAD [Prod. Trantor]

First Released January 19, 2017 (January 2017)
Fun Fact: This Entire Project Was Recorded In Around 30 Minutes In One Night

Fatigued Moe (A Leaking Head III)

How Does It Feel? (Hi Hater)

Sybyr - Running in place (prod.Landfill) *solo*

Syringe - UTTER BLACKHEAD [Prod. Trantor]

Augmented Angel Wings

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