Through the dark it slips
Salt upon its rigs
Time has lost its grip
Past the world it drifts

Whispers never fade
Footsteps never made
Nothing left but shade
In the wind they prayed

The Ship of Storms returns
Waving black, it warns
From the deep it churns
But no soul it spurns

Stars forget its name
Fog becomes its flame
Every night the same
Searching through the shame

Echoes rise and fall
From beneath the squall
Figurehead of bone
Stares ahead alone

The Ship of Storms returns
Waving black, it warns
From the deep it churns
But no soul it spurns

The Ship of Storms II

Don't Wanna Talk About It

There is blood in the bedroom

Some songs punch.
Others whisper truth through a smile.

This one? It just points.

We’ve cracked atoms, cloned organs, launched billionaires into orbit
but underneath it all, we’re still chasing sparkle, still measuring worth in glitter.
Like cavemen in suits.
Still trading shiny rocks.

This track doesn’t mock. It doesn’t rage.
It simply walks beside you like a friend
and wonders out loud,
How far have we really come?

[Verse 1]
Two cavemen squatted by a flame
Each one trying to stake his claim
One had amber, one had flint
They called it wealth, they grinned and squint
No words for greed, no thoughts of stocks
Just wide-eyed trades for shiny rocks

[Chorus]
Now we wear watches worth a home
Crowns of chrome and gemstone phones
We’ve mapped the stars, we’ve hacked the clocks
But we’re still just trading shiny rocks
We crave applause, we mine the earth
We chase reflections, not our worth
Progress hums and power mocks
While we keep trading shiny rocks

[Verse 2]
We build machines with minds that learn
Send billionaires on joyride turns
We scroll for likes, we chase the praise
Wrap empty lives in golden chains
We’ve got rockets fueled by debt and talk
Still kneeling at the shrine of rocks

[Chorus]
Now we wear watches worth a home
Crowns of chrome and gemstone phones
We’ve mapped the stars, we’ve hacked the clocks
But we’re still just trading shiny rocks
We crave applause, we mine the earth
We chase reflections, not our worth
Progress hums and power mocks
While we keep trading shiny rocks

[Verse 3]
They keep us dazzled, keep us numb
With polished dreams and glittered crumbs
We trade our time, we sell our peace
For fleeting highs and a longer lease
We're moving fast but going nowhere
Chained to shine we shouldn’t wear.

[Bridge]
But what if we all saw the thread
Stopped chasing shine, and lived instead
Just food and shelter, peace and rest
The kind of wealth that feeds us best
They’d call it crisis, we’d call it peace
The day the buying had to cease

[Final Chorus]
We’ve built the skies and split the seas
But still bow down to jewelry
We dress it up, we call it worth
Still selling dreams for bits of dirt
Progress hums and power mocks
While we keep trading shiny rocks

Still Trading Shiny Rocks

Wheels Keep Turning

A difficult matter

I kissed your shadow in the basement

"how to pretend" is an 6 track ep, which we put together in memory of a friend, who took her life. how to pretend, refers to the feeling of having to pretend you're something you're not. hopefully, you relate.

the house

“velvet-in-the-air”.

You push them close, then push away

This music was conceived of by an undead pirate captain, created by skeletons, edited by zombies, marketed by vampires, filtered through AI, and has no soul left to siphon.

The Ship of Storms II

Captain Dreadbone