Come Down 2023 (Rapallo mix)

Prod: @weevl
Artwork: @falinee

I can show you places that you're not supposed to be, 
Promise me. Don't speak of what you see,
All white gown on so pristine,
all of my enemies Reanimated.

Reanimated, all of my enemies Reanimated,
Family choir, cry for me,
All of my enemies Reanimated.

Showed my girlfriend her first dead body, in the daylight,
That's an ideal datenight,
Stop, who's talking? Following me,
Demons climb my family tree,

So what's it gonna be?
Turned to ash or six ft deep,
How can he be free when he cannot feel the breeze?
I can show you in your family loves you the least.

I can show you places that you're not supposed to be, 
Promise me. Don't speak of what you see,
All white gown on so pristine,
all of my enemies Reanimated.

Reanimated, all of my enemies Reanimated,
Family choir, cry for me,
All of my enemies Reanimated.

Music to my ears,
Honest emotions coated in fear,
I can take you places where nobody can hear,

Come and take my hand cos it's your time,
Why they always die when it's dark outside,

Why they always die when it's dark outside

I can show you places that you're not supposed to be, 
Promise me. Don't speak of what you see,
All white gown on so pristine,
all of my enemies Reanimated.

Reanimated, all of my enemies Reanimated,
Family choir, cry for me,
All of my enemies Reanimated.

Reanimated

Prod: @m0urningstarr
Artwork: @falinee

You. I've seen you. Let me see your face, you are the one from my dreams.
Then the stars were right. This is the day. Gods give me strength.

Think I'll go to hell can he tell I was casting spells,
think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well of blud,
blud blud blud,
I think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well of blud,

Praying for you soul home alone nobody knows,
Bretheren don't be looking for true love on the cobblestones,
Meet me at the fireplace, meet me in the catacombs,
Burned into my memory in my dreams see many bones,

b-l-u-d-k-i-n
I'm empty on the inside like a mannequin,
Shout out all The Guildsmen all my merry men, 
I feel just like Lazarus I died then I came back again,
Arkadiusz and Salem I'll remember them,
If I lose another one I think I might be joining them,
Then I think I'd go to hell, crying in the church cos it hurts: Weepinbell

Think I'll go to hell can he tell I was casting spells,
Think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well of blud,
blud blud blud,
I think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well of blud,

Praying for you soul home alone nobody knows,
Bretheren don't be looking for true love on the cobblestones,
Meet me at the fireplace, meet me in the catacombs,
Burned into my memory in my dreams see many bones,

In my dreams see many bones,
I'd never met him before but I turned his ass to charcoal,
I never met her before but I saw her with her eyes closed,

Think I'll go to hell can he tell I was casting spells,
Think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well of blud,
blud blud blud,
I think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well,

Think I'll go to hell can you tell I was casting spells,
I Think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well,
I Think I'll take my chances throw my soul into the Wishing Well,
Throw my soul into the Wishing Well.

Wishing Well of blud

COVERART: @1torment
A re:COVER is one of my new Genres, a comination between a remix and a cover

Night Vision re:COVER

Heritage

rickychix & marlon dubois - the trees have eyes (sane)

Prod: @m0urningstarr
Artwork: @falinee

Lyrics:

*Producer tag* Let me see your face

Time consumes my soul...

Take a look inside my Music Box,
Not wound but it still sings songs,
Yeah it still sings songs,
Love to watch it dancing/listen when it talks,

Take a look inside my Music Box,
Not wound but it still sings songs,
Yeah it still sings songs,
Love to watch it dancing, hope it never stops,

Blessed is the fall,
it's better to have love, then lost,
Than to never have loved at all,

Time consumes my soul,
But it's better to have "Lived, then died"
Than to never have lived at all.

Take a look inside my Music Box,
Not wound but it still sings songs,
Yeah it still sings songs,
Love to watch it dancing/listen when it talks,

Take a look inside my Music Box,
Not wound but it still sings songs,
Yeah it still sings songs,
Love to watch it dancing, hope it never stops,

Blessed is the fall,
it's better to have love, then lost,
Than to never have loved at all,

Time consumes my soul,
But it's better to have "Lived, then died"
Than to never have lived at all.

uh

TIME CONSUMES MY SOOOOOOUUUUUUUULL!

Auhhh

Auhhh

Music Box

October packet ft 8clockwork

Stormy

Woody-put ur clothes on (prod. Daria Arena)

Prod: @weevl
Artwork: @falinee

b-l-u-d-k-i-n

I got scrolls & I got Scriptures,
Never heard of me before if even just a whisper,
I just really do not care I'm not a poor listener,
I got souls like collectables, they tell me come hither,

Let me put you in the picture,
I've been around the sounds & symphonies of bodies when they whimper,
Grief to me it's too familiar,

I buried Stacey & Matilda, Davie, Phillip and your Mee-Maw Wilma,
Even if I wasn't eating good my fridge filled up,
Hanging by the water sharing corn with the Mallards,

I buried Sophie & Stella.
I bury ladies and fellas.
You say you got bodies, I got bodies man hella,
Picking up your mother in the summer I can smell her,

I got scrolls & I got Scriptures,
Never heard of me before if even just a whisper,
I just really do not care I'm not a poor listener,
I got souls like collectables, they tell me come hither,

Let me put you in the picture,
I've been around the sounds & symphonies of bodies when they whimper,
Grief to me it's too familiar,

blud blud shed in a cold bright place,
Somebody tell me why this grin is on my face,
Drowning in the lake, falling down the stairs, what a waste,
I got Scrolls, I got Scriptures, in my dreams see many snakes

blud blud spill splashing on my face,
Fluid coming out his ears and coming out the nape,
It's funny how it works, worst cunt get draped,
I'm hanging in the corner unbothered at the wake...

I got scrolls & I got Scriptures,
Never heard of me before if even just a whisper,
I just really do not care I'm not a poor listener,
I got souls like collectables, they tell me come hither,

Let me put you in the picture,
I've been around the sounds & symphonies of bodies when they whimper,
Grief to me it's too familiar...

Scrolls & Scriptures

bludkin