KILL OR BE KILLED

https://soundcloud.com/grayilea
lyrics:
(lava)
i feel like im writing 
the same song over and over
cutting all my friends off
seems like they don't understand

i just downed another bottle
i know i won't make it out of here
where is your empathy

maybe its just a phase 
maybe its my lack of empathy
i know, no one watching me

(eloimmeth)
Mirror cracks
I can’t recognize myself
I’m in shambles
Won’t tell, you can’t understand
I feel like I’m singing the same things over and over
Its my call for help

Take my hand before it’s too late
Nevermind, I know that 
you will leave

(lava)
cover my scars
i hate everything about me
i don't know where to go
im lost in this fucking world

(eloimmeth)
I want to scar you, I want to defile you

What’s the point in this anyway?
What’s the point in this anyway?

(lava)
i hate everything about me
i fucking hate this
i hate everything about me
i fucking hate this

anti-me w/ grayilea

&-)00$$-8ffg^^gnm

FVKZXRO x NIGHTMIND+ x KYOKI x KUSOKIRAI - D3ATHCVLT: Legacy (Prod. Rajaste)

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PH3ONIX's Part: 0:00 - 3:50
THXGXD's Part: 3:50 - 6:28
Λ$Η3$' Part: 6:28 - 8:11
$CHZPHRNC's Part: 8:12 - 10:32
LILBLVBBLVB's Part: 10:32 - 14:51

Links:
https://soundcloud.com/ph3onix4555
https://soundcloud.com/thxgxd / https://soundcloud.com/THXGXD2
https://soundcloud.com/h2r0in0is2
https://soundcloud.com/sirblvb

enjoy your ears bleeding

CARNIVOROUS CANTANA w/ PH3ONIX, THXGXD, $CHZPHRNC, LILBLVBBLVB

I'M BACK!!!!!!!!

i got a new pc, i'll defo make more music from now on 

AUTENTICA (READ DESC)

Leftoz & sevenspeed - unloved

Job 39:
“Do you know when the mountain goats give birth?
    Do you watch when the doe bears her fawn?
 Do you count the months till they bear?
    Do you know the time they give birth?
 They crouch down and bring forth their young;
    their labor pains are ended.
 Their young thrive and grow strong in the wilds;
    they leave and do not return.

 “Who let the wild donkey go free?
    Who untied its ropes?
 I gave it the wasteland as its home,
    the salt flats as its habitat.
 It laughs at the commotion in the town;
    it does not hear a driver’s shout.
 It ranges the hills for its pasture
    and searches for any green thing.

 “Will the wild ox consent to serve you?
    Will it stay by your manger at night?
 Can you hold it to the furrow with a harness?
    Will it till the valleys behind you?
 Will you rely on it for its great strength?
    Will you leave your heavy work to it?
 Can you trust it to haul in your grain
    and bring it to your threshing floor?

 “The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully,
    though they cannot compare
    with the wings and feathers of the stork.
 She lays her eggs on the ground
    and lets them warm in the sand,
 unmindful that a foot may crush them,
    that some wild animal may trample them.
 She treats her young harshly, as if they were not hers;
    she cares not that her labor was in vain,
 for God did not endow her with wisdom
    or give her a share of good sense.
 Yet when she spreads her feathers to run,
    she laughs at horse and rider.

 “Do you give the horse its strength
    or clothe its neck with a flowing mane?
 Do you make it leap like a locust,
    striking terror with its proud snorting?
 It paws fiercely, rejoicing in its strength,
    and charges into the fray.
 It laughs at fear, afraid of nothing;
    it does not shy away from the sword.
 The quiver rattles against its side,
    along with the flashing spear and lance.
 In frenzied excitement it eats up the ground;
    it cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.
 At the blast of the trumpet it snorts, ‘Aha!’
    It catches the scent of battle from afar,
    the shout of commanders and the battle cry.

 “Does the hawk take flight by your wisdom
    and spread its wings toward the south?
 Does the eagle soar at your command
    and build its nest on high?
 It dwells on a cliff and stays there at night;
    a rocky crag is its stronghold.
 From there it looks for food;
    its eyes detect it from afar.
 Its young ones feast on blood,
    and where the slain are, there it is.”





















this is something that i just want to get out... wanted to make something loud again
out of the system
(っ◔◡◔)っ

Мне было сумна, таму я стварыў нешта вельмі гучнае, наступная песня будзе лепш

OSAKA SPRINT

Homesick (ft. yuritype)

fatal step

Ｅｖｅｒｙ ｄａｙ ｗｅ ａｒｅ ｓｔｒａｙｉｎｇ ｆｕｒｔｈｅｒ ｆｒｏｍ Ｇｏｄ．


                                 ₜᵤᵣₙ bₐcₖ









DAW: LMMS

Мне было сумна, таму я стварыў нешта вельмі гучнае, наступная песня будзе лепш

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