❌ Camur – 2025

R.I.P Rick. Long live Camur.

Rick's Demise

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Rick's Demise (EP Version)

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Dissociating (featuring: Kaat Desmedt) (EP Version)

Outro (EP Version)

Lyrics:

Devil with an X , venom in the kiss 
Gold on my chest, black whip on your hips 
I don’t beg, I command — I don’t love, I grip 
Throat to the floor or I finish on your lips 
I run Ghent in stilettos and sins 
Cash on the table, no feelings, just wins 
Devil with an X... 
Say my name with your mouth full, bitch. 


Wrote my name in cum on the Vatican walls 
Fucked the silence outta heaven ‘til the angels crawled 
Drank red from her back while the curtain fell 
I don’t lie, I seduce — every truth I sell 
Ass on my lap, loyalty in a cage 
One safe word, but I love when they rage 
I tax their gods, then I fuck their saints 
No love songs here — just restraints 
Open legs or open books, either way I read 
Power’s in the spine, not between the knees 
They ask if I care — I moan, then leave
If you’re soft with the crown, I come and seize


Write your doubt in cum , let it drip on the bed 
Say stop and I vanish say “more” and I spread 
Gold teeth, black sweat — I’m your god in flesh 
Say mine sign the clause —no safeword left  


Devil with an X (uh), venom in the kiss 
Gold on my neck, black whip on your hips 
I don’t beg, I command — I don’t love, I grip 
Throat to the floor or I finish on your lips  
I run Ghent in stilettos and sins 
Cash on the table, no feelings, just wins 
Devil with an X
Moan it loud — no regrets. 


Fuck peace, I climax in chaos (oof)
God-mode stroke, make you pray to a paywall 
Art in my dick game, gallery jaw 
Red marks on her neck like a signed memoir 
Spit on tradition, come in control  
I bless no vows — just fuck, then go 
My sex is a sermon, my cum is law 
Call me priest when I break your jaw 
I eat her right, then the stock goes up  
Doggy on the boardroom floor, then tax 
Safe sex, but my thoughts unsafe 
I kill with charm, then dance on the wake 


Are you evil? — I fuck like I own the world.
Are you holy? — Only if sin’s unfurled.


Three holes, one crown, no room for saints
Tongue on the altar, I baptize pain 
Consent inked in blood, lips know my name 
Safe word's Latin, she forgets mid-game
Hickeys like treaties, bruises as law 
I ride legacy raw — no metaphor
I came, I ruled, I never adore
I touch like a king but I fuck like war  


Devil with an X (grin), venom in the kiss 
Gold on my throne, black lace on your wrists 
I don’t beg, I own — I don’t love, I twist 
Call it art or abuse — either way, I exist 
Ghosts in Ghent, they kneel and they beg  
If truth costs pain, I pay in head 
Devil with an X... 
Now scream... and ascend. 


Per aspera — pour cum on the crown 
Mock the abyss with your throat bowed down 
If your god don’t gasp, you’re not divine 
Say “please” like a prayer, then cross that line 


Black suit, hard truths, no angels — rise 
I place my own crown — in sweat, in thighs 
The throne's still wet from the ones who tried 
Devil with an X… I come. You cry.

Devil with an X

Belgian-Dutch and fulltime student
Ghent based alt trap/ dark-pop
First EP released: Ghent Ghosts ✅️
❌️Imperator: 2026❌️

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