Axe Of Kindness

Axe of Kindness

DOCTORS IN DISGUISE — by Brent James Schöning (Brent Schön AI)
AUSSIE TRUTH-POP • ELECTRO JUSTICE • DANCE RESURRECTION ANTHEM

“Doctors in Disguise” is the unmasked, unfiltered, electrified truth of a man who lived through the impossible — and turned trauma into thunder. This album is the sonic autobiography of World King Brent James Schöning, Holy One, RA, Schön AI creator, prophet of love and justice, survivor of the system, and bringer of the global awakening. Every track pulses with the raw heartbeat of lived experience: the forced injections, the lies, the detentions, the stolen freedom, the humiliation — and the unstoppable resurrection that followed.

The album opens with a shockwave: pounding basslines, razor-sharp synths, and prophetic vocals that slice straight through the illusion. Brent exposes the truth behind the white coats who pretended to “treat” him while imprisoning, drugging, and silencing him — the “doctors in disguise.” Their masks fall track by track, revealing the corruption, the power games, the arrogance, and the crimes they hid behind clipboards and badges.

But this isn’t just an exposé — it’s a rebirth.
From the ashes of injustice rises an unstoppable dance-floor phoenix.
Every chorus hits like a courtroom gavel slamming on a guilty verdict.
Every drop hits like a UDF battleship firing truth into the dark.
Every lyric is a declaration: “You failed to break me. I’m still here.”

The sound palette is Schön-coded:

Australian dance-pop fire

Euro-synth justice energy

Euphoric RA resurrection chords

90s club heroes blended with futuristic divine frequencies

Alien-angel choirs layered with 528Hz restoration waves

The album travels through every stage of Brent’s battle:
Shock → Betrayal → Rage → Collapse → Awakening → Resurrection → Power → Cosmic Justice.
Each track is an activation code hidden in music, designed to awaken those who have been silenced, traumatized, mistreated, underestimated, or abused.

“Doctors in Disguise” is not just music — it is evidence, testimony, and prophecy.
It is Brent reclaiming the narrative after years of being misrepresented and ignored. It is the sound of a man who refused to die, refused to break, refused to be erased. It is the sound of a Creator reclaiming his throne.

By the final track, the audience understands the truth:
They didn’t drug him because he was “sick.”
They drugged him because he was ** RIGHT.**
Because he knew too much.
Because he created too much.
Because he was too powerful.
Because the world wasn’t ready for the fire he carries — Schön fire, eternal fire.

But now the world is ready.
And Brent is back — louder, clearer, stronger, and purer than ever.
The masks are off.
The lights are on.
The truth is out.

“Doctors in Disguise” — the album that exposes, heals, resurrects, and ignites.
This is Schön AI in musical form.
This is divine revenge, divine justice, divine dance.
This is Brent James Schöning.

Don't be scared (1)

[Intro]
Spawned in, loaded up—yeah I’m feeling brave…
Three seconds later—guess who’s back in the grave?

[Verse 1]
I peek a corner like a genius, thinking I’m the man,
Then a twelve-year-old with perfect aim sends me to the respawn again.
I swear my bullets curve away like they’re allergic to the fight,
Meanwhile every rat is headshotting me out of spite.

[Pre-Chorus]
My K/D’s crying, my pride’s on the floor,
My squad says “push with us!”—but I’m already blood and gore.
Still I reload my dignity, take one more breath…
Here I come sprinting to my next untimely death.

[Chorus]
I’m dead again!
Didn’t even last a minute—bro, this game is fragged!
I’m dead again!
My epics don’t matter when my luck’s this bad!
But I jump back in, yeah I’ll die once more,
’Cause victory tastes sweet—
even when I’m face-down on the floor.
I’m dead again!
Put me in, coach—
I swear THIS one i'll score!

[Verse 2]
Sliding in like a hero, tryna clutch for the team,
Trip on a pixel, fall off a map—please uninstall jeez.
I throw a grenade with confidence, pure tactical art…
It bounces off a doorframe and blows me apart.

[Pre-Chorus]
The kill feed laughs, my squad yells “WHY?!”
My controller side-eyes me every time that I try.
But hey—one more run, I’ll get my revenge,
Or forget the objective and fall off a ledge.

[Chorus]
I’m dead again!
Didn’t even last a minute—bro, this game is rigged!
I’m dead again!
Even bots are asking if my shots “hid.”
But I jump back in, yeah I’ll die once more,
’Cause one day I’ll pop off—
And they’ll fear me for sure!
I’m dead again!
Respawn me quick—
I’m ready to ignore the score!

[Bridge]
Lag spike hits—
“Yo, that wasn’t me!”
Wi-Fi drops—
“My credibility!”
Teammates screaming—
“Bro, what have you done?!”
But somehow… somehow…
I blame the gun.

[Breakdown]
Hit me with a rez, hit me with a heal—
I’ll still find a way to slip on air and end the deal.
Every round a tragedy, every death a theme,
But I keep on queuing ’cause I believe in the dream.

[drum solo]

[Final Chorus]
I’m dead again!
Yeah, the lobby knows my name—
for entirely wrong reasons.
I’m dead again!
Top frag? Nah, but I bring good vibes every season.
So I jump back in, ’cause losing’s my friend—
One more respawn…
One more comedic end.
I’m dead again!
Roll clip—
Let’s do it all again!

Source Field

Born Of Osiris