Upon the Right, I Saw a New Misery

Perfectly Fucked

I Would Set Myself On Fire For You - This Is Not Mine

Far From Forgiven - III

The Lights Never Lie

You're On The Side Of Angels

Man Without Fear

In Rapture

Something greater

aplacewevealwaysbeen - one hot cup of tears (747)

Metamorphosis is transformation caught on tape. Every other track mirrors itself — the original beside its digital twin, the human song reinterpreted through artificial rhythm. eSTRANGEd couSINs builds each piece from raw guitars, live pulse, and distortion — then feeds it to the machine. The result is a cycle of creation and corrosion: metal riffs reborn as electronic ghosts, melodies dragged through circuitry until they shimmer with alien texture. This isn’t about fame, charts, or algorithms. It’s a personal ritual — writing, reshaping, breaking, and listening again. The guitar becomes a waveform; the amplifier becomes memory. Some songs breathe, others glitch. Together they form a living contrast between human noise and machine dream. Metamorphosis is not perfection — it’s the beautiful ruin that happens when a song is given away to be reborn.

Concrete Angel (Original)

Purge

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MEREANA MORDGARD GLESGORV

Man Without Fear

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