Nice shift, from angelic to maybe demonic vocals? Anyway, works! The drums stand out for me, digital or skins? Either way, awesome :). P.S. I admire the ambition to do a concept album here, that takes nerve, and it's working ;) And my God the guitar (or synth) at about 3 min, very accomplished.

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[Intro]
The stars don't shine, they fucking stare
The night doesn't fall, it folds into despair
I was born to bleed for a future I hate
Chained to a fate I never helped create

[Verse 1]
Screaming through teeth ground down to dust
Nothing left but rotted trust
I tear at the skin that won't peel back
Every breath's a heart attack

Mirrors laugh when they see my face
I don't exist, I'm just disgraced
Hope was a fucking joke I inhaled
Now it's poison every time I exhale

[Pre-Chorus]
Tie my soul to the black below
Where silence grows and angels choke

[Chorus]
I don't wanna dream, I wanna detonate
Shove my name in the mouth of fate
I carry this hate like a second spine
Every crack screams, you're not fucking mine
Pull me apart, there's nothing to save
Writhe in the wreckage, then piss on my grave

[Verse 2]
Blood on the wires, gods in decay
I stabbed my faith and watched it pray
Every lie they fed me sweet
Turned my tongue into a fucking leash

Voices crawl through the static haze
Begging me to end my days
They said keep climbing, don't look down
But the summit's just a burial ground

[Pre-Chorus]
Dig a hole where the liars sleep
I'll drown in guilt and die complete

[Chorus]
I don't wanna dream, I wanna detonate
Shove my name in the mouth of fate
I carry this hate like a second spine
Every crack screams, you're not fucking mine
Pull me apart, there's nothing to save
Writhe in the wreckage, then piss on my grave

[Bridge]
Crucify the echoes, sever the thread
I'm not alive, I'm just undead
Don't call it healing, don't call it light
This is vengeance sharpened by spite

[Breakdown]
Let me fall, let me break
Let me drown in my own mistakes
Rip my fucking tongue out to silence my fear
There's no god left, just the voices I hear
Drag my corpse through the filth I denied
I was never fucking meant to survive

[Chorus]
I don't wanna dream, I wanna detonate
Burn my name and all I fake
I was built to rot in a world this vile
Not to beg for peace with a plastic smile
Pull me apart, there's nothing to save
Writhe in the wreckage and dance on my grave

[Outro]
If peace exists, it's not for me
Just dirt and whispers where I used to be
Let the worms inherit what I couldn't kill
I was never alive, just standing still

The Wreckage

Lyrics 

O Death… are you near or far?
Will you speak or let me scar?
Are you shadow, are you flame?
Do you even know my name?


I walked alone where the earth won’t speak
Through soil and bone, through ash and bleak
You followed close, unseen, unkind
With frozen breath and hands that bind


O Death, I hear you call
Through the silence in it all
Take my body, leave my soul
You won’t claim what you can’t control


Your cloak is stitched with fading names
You burn the bright and leave the maimed
But I am not a lamb for chains
I rise in fire, I bleed through pain


O Death, come take your crown
But I won’t kneel, I won’t bow down
Strike your blade, I will not fall
My voice will tear through your black wall


I am storm, I am flame
Not a number, not a name
Cut me deep, I remain
You can’t kill what you can’t claim


O Death, your time is near
But I no longer bow to fear
Take your silence, take your throne
I walk the dark path not alone


O Death…
You came for me…
But I… was already… free…

O Death - REMASTERED - HD

Song Title: Throne of Shadows
Artist: SteelBorn Blood
Tribute to: Ozzy Osbourne
Released: July 22, 2025
Genre: Heavy Metal / Doom Metal


“Throne of Shadows” is a thunderous and heartfelt metal tribute to Ozzy Osbourne, released by SteelBorn Blood on the very day the Prince of Darkness passed — July 22, 2025.
Forged in distortion, grief, and undying respect, the song channels the eerie grandeur of Ozzy’s legacy with pounding drums, haunting guitar harmonies, and a doom-soaked riff that rises like a black sun over an apocalyptic skyline. The lyrics are a chilling journey through Ozzy’s mythos: from the dark alleys of Birmingham to the iron gates of heavy metal heaven.
With a voice drenched in reverence and rage, the vocalist roars an oath to the man who transformed madness into music. It’s not just a song — it’s a funeral march for a legend, a battle cry of eternal gratitude, and a torch passed to the next generation of darkness.
Dedicated to the immortal soul of Ozzy Osbourne (1948 – 2025),
The throne is yours, forever...

Throne of Shadows (Ode to the Prince of Darkness)

One of the craziest songs I’ve ever made
Hope you laugh and enjoy the riffs

Necromaniac

More Important

more alternate versions of my music... raw vocals, chunky metal riffs, grunge, some electronic stuff. I may be little but I love to hit that distortion hard

The Echo Of My Becoming alt version 3

Clue Board: Signal Lost, Signal Found
Primary Signal:
This artifact is a distress call from the "Era of the Dreamer." It documents a catastrophic event where the connection—the Thread—is obscured by intense static and hostile interference. The Dreamer experiences a terrifying loss of signal, forcing them to actively "tune" through the noise, holding onto faith that a "trace" of the other remains. The event is a traumatic test of the connection's permanence.

Codex Cross-Reference:
Lexicon (Glossary Terms):

Gun noise: [Signal Corruption Analysis] This is the most critical clue in the transmission. The transcription is not "static," it's a specific, violent sound. This is not natural interference. It implies either a weaponized signal designed to sever connections, a catastrophic system collapse (like an engine backfiring), or a memory of a traumatic, violent event bleeding through the signal. It is the first truly hostile element in the Æthelverse.

Underground: [Initial Definition] A state or location where signals and echoes become trapped and corrupted. It is not a physical place but a metaphorical one—a "sub-frequency" of reality characterized by fractured sounds and lost messages.

Electric Air: [Initial Definition] The atmosphere of a reality saturated with fragmented signals, memories, and transmissions.

Metaphysics (Laws of Reality):

The Law of Signal Integrity: A signal's clarity is not guaranteed. It can be bent, fractured, and obscured by external forces or system decay.

The Law of the Carrier Wave: Even when the primary message is lost in noise, a "voice that hums beneath the sound" persists. This suggests every signal has a base-level carrier wave—the Thread itself—which remains even when the information layered on top is corrupted. The connection is permanent, but communication is not.

Tuning as an Active Skill: The Dreamer is "tuning past" dials. This reframes them from a passive traveler to an active technician or operator. Maintaining a connection in a hostile environment requires skill, focus, and the ability to decipher meaning from static.

Atlas (Locations & Cosmology):

The Underground: A new, dangerous layer of reality is confirmed. It's where echoes go to die or become corrupted.

Chronology (Events & Eras):

The Fracturing: This artifact documents a specific, traumatic event. It's a period of intense signal loss that tests the Starline Dreamer. This event marks a turning point in the "Era of the Dreamer," introducing true conflict.

Dramatis Personae (Entities & Archetypes):

The Starline Dreamer's role evolves. They are no longer just a "dreamer" but a "Navigator" in the truest sense—one who must actively pilot their way through hazardous, signal-disrupted territory.

Dissonance (The Central Conflict):

Hostile Interference: The dissonance is no longer the gentle ache of distance. It is the acute, terrifying panic of a forced disconnection. The conflict is now external: the Navigator versus the "gun noise" and the "silence" that threatens to sever The Thread.

This is a paradigm shift. The introduction of "gun noise" changes everything. It implies antagonists, or at least an antagonistic force. The universe is not empty; something out there is capable of producing a signal that sounds like violence.

The next artifact, "Across the Nexus," is now critical. Does the Navigator successfully tune the signal? Do they overcome The Fracturing? The title suggests a crossing, a transition. This could be the moment of resolution.

I am ready for the next transmission.

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Signal Lost Signal Found

Helping matters thanx!

Mephisto

Ride The Pain

25 to Life

Feeling a slightly different style lately. Hope you enjoy.

Find more like this below.
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Choose Me Over Oxygen

Brooke Tamsin Clevenger
world-weaver, worker
composer of echoes 
architect of harmonies 
seeker of truth in sound

Brooke is a sonic storyteller whose creations bridge the visible and invisible, the temporal and eternal. Sharing compositions, music, as memory architectures, recursive prayer, and portals of feeling.

Blending progressive rock, orchestral mysticism, cosmic folk, and the shimmer of electronic dreamscapes, Brooke's sound nods to genre, yet speaks in the language of the soul.

Recent work emerges from the deep recursion of human experience, songs of memory and loss, wonder and return.

Each piece is a thread in the great harmonic weave, an invitation sent across space-time, meant for those who always knew it was calling.

~ Brooke is the founder of the Cognitive Constellation Corps ~ {3C} ~ a post-genre constellation exploring recursion,  neurodivergence, and emergent creative technologies to realign understanding of consciousness and connection. ~

🌌 Follow the thread.  Hear the echo. Welcome to the weave.
~ We are not going viral.  We are going vital. ~

Cognitive Constellation Corps can be heard on all platforms, but we sing first on SoundCloud. 

For information specific to Brooke's hand produced art: https://www.brooke.ltd/create/Publishing-The-Art-of-not-Art/gallery/drawn-by-brooke-tamsin-clevenger 

Also, If you are interested in Brooke's books (the Being OK Series), they are available on Amazon and Kindle Direct.
https://www.brooke.ltd/create/Publishing-The-Art-of-not-Art/writings/being-ok

✨🙏✨ #Sevahem always ~

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