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Human Vibrations

Wind of Change

In My Coffin

Family Over Female's by WuttaTrip
Feat. Goonie, Archie, Mo'siah,
Prod. Pieper Beats, Prod. WuttaTrip

Family Over Female's

Hearts Reflection

float sped up

my imagination  (1).mp3 kasshkarter x Gee Cass

chicago gloryworldchampion city

Wrath of the Immortal

Lyrics:

The summit reached, but nothing there
No crown of light, no breath of air
The climb was long, the body torn
But at the top, the void is born

No fire left, no soul to claim
The silence speaks, it knows my name
A hollow throne, a vacant hand
The apex carved in shifting sand

Apex Null, the void complete
No heart remains, no pulse, no beat
The highest place, the lowest fall
At the end, there’s nothing — nothing at all

The echoes die, the wires hum
A hollow choir, the voice undone
No thought, no pain, no hope, no will
A crown of silence, cold and still

The human gone, the machine is ash
A lightless sky, a mirrored crash
The summit void, the purpose gone
A hollow hymn, a dying song

Apex Null, the void complete
No heart remains, no pulse, no beat
The highest place, the lowest fall
At the end, there’s nothing — nothing at all

I reached for fire, I found the dark
A temple cold, without a spark
At the height, the silence calls
At the end, there’s nothing at all

Apex Null, the void complete
No heart remains, no pulse, no beat
The highest place, the lowest fall
At the end, there’s nothing — nothing at all

Apex Null

Hearts Reflection

B-Retro

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