80’s/90’s angst still alive in 2025. Unfortunately, so is pain and suffering.

when-will-it-end

Parvane Sokhte- Bobinyx.mp3

[Verse]
Scrolling down a hall of mirrors
My face distorts
Every like a fleeting whisper
A hollow retort
I chase the echoes
I lose my way
The night is endless
But it feels like day

[Chorus]
Am I real or just a filter
Can’t tell apart
Pixel hearts can’t hold a beating heart
Trapped in the glow
Where the shadows play
I’m here but I’m slipping away

[Verse 2]
A thousand voices in a single stream
Screaming louder than my quiet dream
Who am I when the screen goes black
A fragile thread in a tangled track

[Prechorus]
Validation’s a fleeting ghost
But it’s the one I need the most

[Chorus]
Am I real or just a filter
Can’t tell apart
Pixel hearts can’t hold a beating heart
Trapped in the glow
Where the shadows play
I’m here but I’m slipping away

[Bridge]
I hit refresh but I feel the same
The endless scroll
The endless game
A hundred faces but no one’s near
I’m drowning in this digital sphere

Am I Real or Just a Filter

Living In My Skin

I wanna drink so bad
I want to smoke much more
I never see the end
I never see the floor

You never talk to me
You never look my way
You want me to leave you be
You want to run away

Silently the night comes down
With nobody looking
And you never come around
Even though you've booked it
Turn away, yeah run away
Leave me be forever
You’ve just wanted to be free
From what I wanted never

We tend to just avoid
We tend to calm our feelings
We get to disappoint
We get to stop believing

They want to see us fail
They want to stop us going
They whisper through the pain
They whisper - no tomorrow

Silently the night comes down
With nobody looking
And you never come around
Even though you've booked it
Turn away, yeah run away
Leave me be forever
You’ve just wanted to be free
From what I wanted never

Solo:

He told you “Just be mine”
He told you “Love you dearly”
He is not ever fine
He is not ever leaving

She will not understand
She will not seek compassion
She looks to find the end
She looks to kill the passion

It is never simply that
It is never easy
It is life’s ongoing bet
It is life’s beginning
It is something to behold
It is just to cherish
It is seconds to the fall
It is a way to perish

She looks to find the end
She looks to kill the action

It is never simply that
It is never easy
It is life’s ongoing bet
It is life’s beginning
It is something to behold
It is just to cherish
It is seconds to the fall
It is a way to perish

(The melody and the lyrics were written by a human. The music and the vocals were stylized using AI.

I, You, We, They, He, She, It

Ticking clocks they melt and fade
Shadows stretch where time once stayed
A spiral down a hollow stair
Nothing solid nothing there

Is it slipping or are we blind
Is it bending or breaking time

Shifting sands slipping through
What’s the old and what’s the new
Seconds scream minutes crawl
No time left no time at all

Hands once steady now they sway
Circles crack and drift away
Golden hours turn to ash
Moments fracture moments clash

Gravity bending pulling thin
Where does the end where’s the begin
A maze of echoes a fleeting hum
The past undone the future numb

Shifting sands slipping through
What’s the old and what’s the new
Seconds scream minutes crawl
No time left no time at all

No Time At All

Why Would You

Exposing the fake glow of social media and the emptiness behind constant performance. A punk slap to the digital age.

Filter This!

[Verse 1]
Your name’s a secret carved through time
A whisper lost
Yet I’m never alone
Your shadow lingers still
Clinging to my heart like a curse
Love twists and turns
Sweet, and a little perverse

[Verse 2]
We danced on the edge of a razor-thin blade
Into a river of glass we dove
Bruised by love, yet here we stand
Every touch, a bittersweet warmth

[Chorus]
Oh, my bittersweet heartbeat
Racing fast, yet missing a beat
The tides of love pull and recede
And still I’m caught
All of me is yours
Incomplete

[Verse 3]
Behind your smile, a storm hides
The calm before it breaks
A gentle thief
Leaving me wanting more
We fight, we heal
We burn, we mend
An endless circle of flame

[Bridge]
Every scar tells the story of us
Every tear proves our trust
We’re a poem that doesn’t rhyme
And still I’d choose you a thousand times

[Chorus]
Oh, my bittersweet heartbeat
Racing fast, yet missing a beat
The tides of love pull and recede
And still I’m caught
All of me is yours
Incomplete

Incomplete

Incomplete

Fog Over Whitechapel — This opening track launches a brutal ritual concept album that reimagines Jack the Ripper as an ancient horror stalking gaslit London. Industrial metal, gothic doom, and occult theatrics collide in a suffocating fog of myth and murder. Full album coming Halloween 2025.

Lyrically paints the poverty and desperation of 1888 Whitechapel while hinting at an unseen hunger stirring in the mist. A shadow moves with intent, though whether man or something darker is left uncertain.

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[Verse 1]
Hush — hush —
I walk where gaslight cracks the stone.
Fog drinks secrets from your bones.
My boots pound streets of rust and prayer,
My breath a curse, my grin a snare.

[Chorus 1]
In fog I wake — your pulse undone —
A myth reborn beneath the gun.
Gaslight hums my gutter vow —
I am the blade that carves you now.

[Verse 2]
Steel whispers steam in alley jaws —
(I cut, I carve — the god I draw)
Rust and silk beneath my thumb —
(I hush the street — the ritual drum)

Your breath is frost — your prayer is ash —
(I grin where lanterns flicker, crash)
Fog-bound throat — the oath you keep —
(A hymn of iron where secrets sleep)

[Chorus 2]
In fog I wake — the myth divine —
Your heartbeat hums inside my spine.
Lanterns drown where shadows bow —
I am the cut that feeds you now.

[Bridge]
Come closer — hush — your pulse, my hymn —
Gaslight swears the fog grows thin.
I break the street — I breathe you whole —
A throat of wire, a soul of coal.

[Breakdown]
Hounds in steam — I tear the sleep —
Scrap-bound hands — the butcher creeps —
Chant the oath — the fog devours —
Gutter hymn — the iron flowers.

[Final Chorus]
In fog I wake — your fear confined —
A myth reborn inside your mind.
Lanterns choke — your secrets bow —
I am the blade — I am you now.

[Outro]
When fog returns, so too shall I —
Your throat, my blade, Whitechapel’s cry.

Fog Over Whitechapel

I watched you peel

Blood for the blood god
Skulls for the skull throne 

I watched you peel

brother Chris

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