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East of Anthony - Higher Ground (Album Version)

Lyrics:


[Riot police PA]
Attention! Attention! This is the police department. This gathering has now been declared an unlawful assembly, and you are now ordered to disperse and leave the area. Or you will be subject to immediate arrest.

Sic semper tyrannis!

Bound by fear,
We're watching, helpless,
As dysfunction reigns,
And the world starts racing
To the end of time,
Where oppressive gazes
Spread like bloated flies,
Now our fists grow restless.
Sitting by,
While they keep on lacing
Truth with hateful lies,
We're afraid to face it,
But we've been deceived
By our sheltered spaces,
While the rot took hold,
Now our minds are wasting,
One by one!

They want us divided,
They're fanning the flames,
Too broken, too blinded,
We forge our own chains.
We march like toy soldiers,
Our heads bowed in silence,
Obeying the orders,
Of grifters and tyrants.

Your name is a product,
Your life's just a number,
Exploited for profit,
We're nothing but fodder
For mongering monarchs,
In ivory towers,
For cravens and lackeys
Enthralled by Big Brother.
I'm so sick of despots,
You don't own this planet,
I will not be silenced
By some fucking maggots,
I'm so sick of prophets
Peddling poisoned daggers ,
In the name of vengeance,
I shall raise our banners,
One by one!

Free thought decimation!

They want us divided,
They're fanning the flames,
Too broken, too blinded,
We forge our own chains.
We march like toy soldiers,
Our heads bowed in silence,
Obeying the orders,
Of grifters and tyrants.

Autocrats and oligarchs
Are here to devour
Every sliver of freedom,
Is this our darkest hour?
Funded by moguls,
And corrupt corporations,
Where commies and fascists
Work to topple our nations.
I spit on their icons,
(As death is my witness)
I'm sick of fanatics,
And their theocrat bullshit,
We're controlled by the media,
We're divided by classes,
While ignorance is spreading
Like a plague through the masses.
Under constant surveillance,
(Enslaved by machines)
We're revering worthless idols,
As we worship our screens.
Everyone is a product,
Everyone is a number,
Welcome to the age of technological wonder!

They want us divided,
They're fanning the flames,
Too broken, too blinded,
We forge our own chains.
We march like toy soldiers,
Our heads bowed in silence,
Obeying the orders,
Of grifters and tyrants.

They want us divided,
We'll weather the flames,
Though broken and blinded,
We'll shatter their chains.
We're marching defiant,
Toward the abyss,
We're done being silent,
Sic semper tyrannis!

They want us divided,
We'll weather the flames,
Though broken and blinded,
We'll shatter their chains.
We're marching defiant,
Toward the abyss,
We're done being silent,
Sic semper tyrannis!

Sic Semper Tyrannis [Free Download]

Get up
Get up
My skin runs dry

My skin runs dry, my blood runs thick, and I can't get it out my eyes
It's blurring my vision there's no sights to be missed
The blood runs thicker when I cry
So I stick to myself write the woes on my list, the reasons never seem to go dry
And nobody seems to get it no wonder I'm pissed
And it never seems to end
And it never seems to end
No

I don't hate it but I can't stand it
This world is so dark it left me abandoned
It peeled off my skin and laughed at the damage
It turned my sorrow into baggage
It seems like every single day is another reason to throw away all of my hope into the ashes that I grew
I been running from nothing that is something that I choose, because lately I been thinking I got everything to lose
Go and seal my fate, I think I deserve to rest
I am blinded by my visions and they all include my death
My light went out in the darkness
Watch the soil consume my carcass
I wanna go back where it started, in the dirt before we all parted

My skin runs dry, my blood runs thick, and I can't get it out my eyes
It's blurring my vision there's no sights to be missed
The blood runs thicker when I cry
So I stick to myself write the woes on my list, the reasons never seem to go dry
And nobody seems to get it no wonder I'm pissed
And it never seems to end
And it never seems to end

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you need to rip the wires out of your arms

Hide and Seek

Last Strike

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Lift Me Up (2025 VERSION)

[Verse 1]
Iron veins ignite my core
Forged in chaos, built for more
Metal heartbeat, pounding still
I drive through night with ruthless will

Steel and surging forward
No mercy, never backward
The world dissolves in blurring speed
My fury is the only creed

[Pre-Chorus]
Engines scream under neon rain
Voltage surges through my brain

[Chorus]
SCHNELL! SCHNELL! (Faster! Faster!)
Unaufhaltsam, ich zerstör' die Wand (Unstoppable, I destroy the wall)
Ewiger Puls aus Eisenland (Eternal pulse of iron land)
Blitz im Blut – ich bin entbrannt! (Lightning in my blood – I am ablaze!)

[Verse 2]
Razor breath and shattered sleep
I conquer weakness, promises I keep
Tempest roaring down my spine
A vengeance crafted line by line

Never silent, never tame
No surrender, only flame
In circuitry and muscle twined
I leave the fearful ones behind

[Pre-Chorus]
Engines scream under neon rain
Voltage surges through my brain

[Chorus]
SCHNELL! SCHNELL! (Faster! Faster!)
Unaufhaltsam, ich zerstör' die Wand (Unstoppable, I destroy the wall)
Ewiger Puls aus Eisenland (Eternal pulse of iron land)
Blitz im Blut – ich bin entbrannt! (Lightning in my blood – I am ablaze!)

[Breakdown]
I am the hammer, I am the fire
Never contained – climbing higher
Relentless pressure forging fate
Open the gates – detonate!

[Bridge]
Against the storm, I will remain
Steel conviction in my veins
All the doubters fade and fall
Their echoes lost as I recall

[Chorus]
SCHNELL! SCHNELL! (Faster! Faster!)
Unaufhaltsam, ich zerstör' die Wand (Unstoppable, I destroy the wall)
Ewiger Puls aus Eisenland (Eternal pulse of iron land)
Blitz im Blut – ich bin entbrannt! (Lightning in my blood – I am ablaze!)

[Outro]
Pulse like thunder, never still
My journey forged by iron will

Iron Fire

🕊️ Rest in Power to the Godfather of Metal.
“Iron Wings” is more than a song — it’s a tribute to the legend who gave darkness a voice, rebellion a melody, and every misfit a place to belong.
This one’s for you, Ozzy. The crown may fall, but the scream never fades. ⚡️

🎸 Produced by Mister J the Producer
🎥 Brought to life by Creative Exchange Studios | Madison, WI
🔥 Now streaming everywhere
#IronWings #OzzyOsbourneTribute #MisterJProduction #CreativeExchangeStudios #RestInPowerOzzy #HeavyMetalForever #MetalLegend #DarkRiffsLiveOn

Iron Wings (Ozzy Tribute)

🕯️ The saga continues…

This is Midnight Cross — a dark and spiritual journey through the veil of life and death. Part two of our tribute to the Godfather of Metal, Ozzy Osbourne.
From the eerie silence of the altar to the thunder of judgment, his legacy echoes beyond the grave.

🦇 Rest in Power, Ozzy.
🎸 Produced by Mister J the Producer
🎥 Created at Creative Exchange Studios | Madison, WI

👇 Stream Part 1: [Iron Wings – Ozzy Tribute Pt. 1]
📩 For collabs, licensing, or custom work: CreativeExchangeStudios@gmail.com

#MidnightCross #OzzyOsbourneTribute #MisterJProduction #CreativeExchangeStudios #RestInPowerOzzy #MetalForever #DoomMetal

Midnight Cross (Ozzy Tribute Part 2)

Rise

One More

A.I.R. Max

Take Down – Melodic Death Metal
A relentless anthem of survival and defiance. Packed with harmonic guitars, bass & drum solos, guttural vs. clean vocals, and apocalyptic energy.

Produced at CE Studios | Madison, WI
By Mr. J the Producer

Contact: CreativeExchangeStudios@gmail.com

Take Down

SPIT – A brutal deathcore anthem dripping with venom and rage. This track is pure release: guttural growls, blast beats, and crushing breakdowns that spit fire at betrayal and lies.

⚡ Produced at CE Studios | Madison, WI
⚡ By Mr. J the Producer

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For collabs, licensing, or custom beats: CreativeExchangeStudios@gmail.com

SPIT

Big Bad Pussy — a metal anthem of raw female power and swagger. Heavy riffs, crushing drums, and vocals dripping with confidence. Recorded at CE Studios in Madison, WI. Produced by Mr. J the Producer. 

Produced at CE Studios | Madison, WI — Now Searching for Artist
For collabs, licensing, or custom beats: CreativeExchangeStudios@gmail.com

Big Bad Pussy

My Nemesis (2025 VERSION)

Reality

Copyright 2025 Drop Stereo. All songs written, created, performed, recorded by Timothy Anderson.

Verse 1
We’ve been taught to stand in line,
counting seconds we can’t own.
Built to serve a faulty sign,
still we carve our names in stone.
Every wall they swore would hold,
starts to shake beneath the strain —
the day we learn to think alone,
is the day we break their chain.

Chorus
Raise your voice without permission,
light the fuse of intuition.
No more waiting for the call,
we’re the ones who start it all.
Let the quiet turn to motion,
no more living by devotion.
If the lie begins to fall,
we’ll be louder through it all.

Verse 2
We’ve been taught to trust their gold,
but the weight was never real.
Every truth they tried to mold,
we can finally start to feel.
Every doubt becomes a flame,
in the cracks between their plan —
the end begins the same old way,
with one thought that says we can.

Bridge
We are the shift, we are the sound,
the part they can’t keep underground.
Every voice, a signal clear —
we’re the reason they still fear.

Final Chorus
Raise your voice without permission,
ignite your own condition.
No more waiting for the call,
we’re the ones who start it all.
Let the quiet turn to motion,
truth was never their devotion.
If the lie begins to fall,
we’ll be louder through it all.


The Quiet Rebellion

Mr Jae the Producer | CE Studios
Genre Free Beats. Vibes. Real stories. Crafting sound with soul in Madison, WI.

Take Down

Mr Jae The Producer