Summer Tour Songs (2008) 

Was removed from soundcloud :( will take these down if the original ones come back up

Summer Tour Songs

Boy Problems - Neither Seen Nor Heard

Demo 2001

Helping Hands Around Your Neck

German Screamo / Hardcore band from Donauwörth / München.

LYRICS

Wunde finger krallen sich in beton / von hier kommst du nicht mehr nach
oben / längst verheilte wunden / klaffen erneut in voller blüte / nach
verlogener katharsis werden wir uns lachend die hände schütteln / uns
erneut die fratzen des vergessens aufsetzen / wissend ob unserer kälte

Sore fingers claw into concrete / from here you can't get up again
up / long healed wounds / are gaping again in full bloom / after a
catharsis we will shake hands laughing / put on the faces of forgetfulness again
once again put on the grimaces of forgetfulness / knowing that we are cold

June Paik - Und Wieder

4 tracks from the Winter Demo
3 from the Tour Demo
From 2006
couldn't find the intro without having to take it out a discography video so I didn't put it sorry

She Notes The Chariots   Jamie Lee Curtis Dead In A Field

Blessed Are The Dead That The 

This Hero Dies - Sinking Ships

Another demo from them New Hampshire heathens

The:Enclitic - Two-Song Mini CD

Short lived grindcore/white belt screamo band from New Hampshire

The:Enclitic - Discography [2001-2002]

2002 Split With Between Two Thieves
S/o x_x on YouTube

The:Enclitic - Intro

i can be with you i swear
i just hope you stay right here
all this time just wake me up in the morning
through the storm the rain is pouring
i don't know what you're trying to do
all i know is i want it with you
everyday i try my best
and i don't ever get any rest

i can be with you i swear
i just hope you stay right here
all this time just wake me up in the morning
through the storm the rain is pouring
i don't know what you're trying to do
all i know is i want it with you

every night you're on my mind
i want you forever, 
let me show you a sign

you're not jennifer

Aporia is a confrontation with the void—the kind of album that doesn’t just play, it unravels you. It starts with a controlled chaos, pulling apart the scaffolding of thought, then drags you deeper into the soft, distorted pulse of dissolution. You don’t listen to this record so much as experience it—your sense of time slips, your body forgets where it ends, and your mind keeps circling questions it can’t answer.

The sound is heavy but never violent. It’s cerebral, textured, haunting. Guitars melt into ambience, drums skip and fracture, and the voice—resonant and human—threads through it all like a tether you’re not sure you trust. It feels ancient and futuristic at once. Cold yet intimate. Like you’re remembering something that hasn’t happened yet.

By the end, you’re not the same. You’ve stood in the place where thought gives up, and you’ve felt the silence stare back.

Aporia doesn’t give you peace.
It gives you the beauty of falling apart—on purpose.

I'm Not Lost, I Just Don't Know Where I Am

Choirs