Angel Or Alien

Waves

Sanctum

Slaughter

Neverbloom

Widower (Remastered)

New Order Of Mind

Kings Die Here

We call it ambition, but it’s just survival. “Rat Race” exposes the machine — running faster toward nothing. Heavy, haunting, and painfully human, it’s a confession carved in noise: there’s no finish line when the cage is home.

[Intro]
I tried to find the meaning,
but all I found was greed.
We pray to paper gods,
and bleed in golden dreams.
Every smile’s a weapon,
every deal’s a lie.
You call it life —
I call it goodbye.

[Rapcore Section]
(FAST FLOW — NO MELODY)
Run, run, burn your veins,
Faith in money, love in chains!
Feed the hunger, lose your name,
Born in dust, we play the game!
Click, click — sold your pride,
Lust and pixels on your side!
Clock is ticking, deals are signed,
You sold your soul — I’m next in line!

[Bridge I]
YOU CALLED ME DOWN! (SCREAM)
I HEARD YOUR PRAYERS! (GROWL)
I AM YOUR GOD OF EMPTY CHAIRS!
YOU FED YOUR GREED, YOU FED YOUR LUST,
NOW ALL YOU BUILT RETURNS TO DUST!

[Chorus]
Running in circles — you call it life,
Your heaven’s built on sacrifice.
No love, no truth, no face, no trace,
You’ll never win this rat race.

[Bridge II]
FEED ME MORE! (SCREAM: BLEED YOUR PRIDE!)
FALL TO DUST! (GROWL: YOU CAN’T HIDE!)
I OWN YOUR HEART, I OWN YOUR SOUL,
YOU DIGGED YOUR GRAVE — NOW PAY THE TOLL!

Abstract Art

Born Of Osiris