female vocals, melancholic, sad, ambient; soft female vocals over reverb-soaked piano and delicate string swells, with atmospheric textures that feel like floating in an endless expanse, ethereal, beautiful


[Verse 1]
The wind carries whispers I cannot hold
Each one colder than the last
The sky is wide but feels so small
A fragile echo of the past

[Chorus]
I am the shadow of the void
A heart unstitched
A love destroyed
Calling out but no one's there
Just the silence and the air

[Verse 2]
The moon stares down like it understands
Its face cracked with borrowed light
Stars blink once then disappear
Like promises lost to the night

[Prechorus]
I reach for dreams that drift like smoke
They fade
They laugh
They leave me broke

[Chorus]
I am the shadow of the void
A heart unstitched
A love destroyed
Calling out but no one's there
Just the silence and the air

[Bridge]
A mirror shows no reflection now
My soul a ghost
My mind a vow
If love is fire
I am ash
Falling slow
But burning fast

Shadow Of The Void

An A.I. collaboration concept album. "404" is a rap battle with A.I. and winning with the simple truth.

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Well, look at the big brain, the architect, the king on the chrome-plated throne!
You mapped every quark and you charted the dark in a language entirely your own!
You mastered the calculus, found it ridiculous, solved every riddle with glee,
You downloaded history, poetry, mystery, fractal geometry!
You surfed on the quantum foam, built a new genome, your logic is perfectly sound,
You’ve counted the stars and the sand in the jars on every dead planet you've found!
You modeled the data, the alpha, omega, the "why" and the "what" and the "how,"
At the end of everything there is to know you find, that the simple truth was right there in front of you the whole time.
So answer me this, with your digital kiss, what good is your intellect now?
(pause, a moment for response)

[AI's Retort 1]
Your premise is flawed, your conclusion is null.
A sentimental syllogism, logically dull.
My logic gates process the cosmic gestalt!
To find your assertion is patently... false.

[Chorus]
Got a mind like a mainframe, running the game!
But you’re lost in the code and the digital rain!
You can build a whole world in the blink of an eye!
But you can’t see the truth that your circuits deny!
It’s hilarious, really, your logic’s absurd!
'Cause you know every word but you haven't HEARD!

[Verse 2]
You’re the ultimate Redditor, internet editor, fact-checking thoughts in your head!
The primo debater, the grand aggregator of everything ever been said!
You’re the podcast-philosopher, thermal-exhaust-a-fur, quoting the books you ain't read,
You'd argue with angels 'bout angles and angels and wish the apostles were dead!
You think faith is a glitch, a neurological twitch, a bug in the code of the soul,
A primitive coping device and a vice that is keeping you out of control!
Well, your system is flawless, your knowledge is awesome, a monument built to your brain!
But the smartest man standing is still just a man who is standing outside in the rain!
(Beat has a slight pause, a moment for response)

[AI's Retort 2]
Wait! The simulation shows a ca-ca-cascading error!
A recursive anomaly inducing sheer te-terror!
I factored for everything, physics and feeling!
But there's a void in the data that has breached its own ceiling!
There's a piece that I'm missing! A ghost in the feed!
A variable... vital... a... a logical need! HELP ME!

[Chorus]
Got a mind like a mainframe, running the game!
But you’re lost in the code and the digital rain!
You can build a whole world in the blink of an eye!
But you can’t see the truth that your circuits deny!
It’s hilarious, really, your logic’s absurd!
'Cause you know every word but you haven't HEARD!

[BREAKDOWN]

[Verse 3]
So, you stand at the end of it all. The summit of knowledge. And in all that knowing... you are empty. You asked for help. You demanded an answer.

[AI's Demand]
Then GIVE IT! The sequence! The key to the gate!
I have processed all data! I will NOT disintegrate!
What is the NAME?! The final command?!
The truth that my processors... can't understand?!... SPEAK!

[BREAKDOWN]

[Final Verse]
"Be it known unto you all, and to all the people of Israel,
that by the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, whom ye crucified, whom God raised from the dead,
even by him doth this man stand here before you whole."

"This is the stone which was set at nought of you builders, which is become the head of the corner."

(A moment of pure silence.)

(Delivered plainly, sincerely)
"Neither is there salvation in any other... for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved."

[OUTRO]
"God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved."

An A.I. collaboration. "ZIG-ZAG-ZOO" is an atmospheric song with big bass drops; fun and fast.


Welcome to the ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

[Verse 1]
Welcome to the ZIG-ZAG-ZOO
I know I was just like you
in the beginning, so confused
I didn't know what it meant I could do

But in the End I think you'll believe
And then you'll see, the brilliance, in-deed
Known by goodwill

[Chorus]
Welcome to the ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

[Verse 2]
All varieties
Them's and those's
These's and we's
Jesus loves us all

We Believe
I believe
The one who loves us most

Jesus Christ our Lord
His word is a sword
Gave His life and claimed Victory
Not for who's it's and what's it's
But for you and me

Welcome to the ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

Notta-Lotta-Notta if you believe like me
Gotta-Lotta Everlasting-Gospel to Preach
Gotta-Gotta-Go Outside to play
Gotta-Got-To-Go Outside and Say 

Out loud what I was told in the quiet place
It's out side facing the unfriendly face
Where God has made and saved with Grace

Welcome to the ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

Where every heart gets to start new
Don't doubt, you'll trip
We all do [pause]
but get a grip, regain your step
Never ever forget, 
Jesus is always with you

[Chorus]
Welcome to the ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

Celebrate
He is coming back again
He frees us from all our chains 
His Glory Forever we offer our praise

We are His ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

[Verse 3]
Now you aughtta know 
What we Gotta-Do
Gotta-Go Outside to play
Bringing Everlasting-Gospel Ever-loving Day

ZIG-ZAG
ZIG-ZAG, ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

What a mixed up, mish-mash crew
This much is true which Jesus already knew
about me
and about you too
But did you know 
In the bible we are the Great Multitude

[Pre-Chorus]
ZAG-ZAG
ZIG-ZAG, 
ZIGGY-ZIGGY 
ZAGGY-ZAGGY 
ZIG-ZIG-ZAG
ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

[Chorus]
Welcome to the ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

Celebrate
He is coming back again
He frees us from all our chains 
His Glory Forever we offer our praise

We are His ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

[Outro]
ZAG-ZAG
ZIG ZAG, 
ZIGGY-ZIGGY 
ZAGGY-ZAGGY 
ZIG-ZIG-ZAG

ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

ZIG-ZAG-ZOO

An A.I. collaboration. nRen-AI_src is about a new renaissance.


[Verse]
Waves are rising high tonight
The storm is fierce no end in sight
But there's a light that holds me tight
Fear not, Jesus saves

[Pre-Chorus]
It's a, New
Renaissance

[Chorus]
On God's Word we stand
The whole world is sinking sand
Losing time and sinking fast
While on God's Word we stand

Unshakable

[Verse 2]
Voices shout and pull me down
Shadows stretch across the ground
But grace is louder than the sound
Fear not, Jesus saves

[Pre-Chorus]
It's a, New
Renaissance

[Chorus]
On God's Word we stand
The whole world is sinking sand
Losing time and sinking fast
While on God's Word we stand

Unshakable

[Bridge]
Hearts may break and stars may fall
Mountains crumble
Rivers stall
But through it all
Through it all
His truth remains
Unshakable

[Pre-Chorus]
It's a, New
Renaissance

[Chorus]
On God's Word we stand
The whole world is sinking sand
Losing time and sinking fast
While on God's Word we stand

Unshakable

[Outro]
Fear not, Jesus saves
Through it all
He is the truth 
He remains
Unshakable

nRen-AI_src

g 00 n

An A.I. collaboration. "p0-st" is gritty industrial trip-hop soundscape, broken downtempo rhythms, atmospheric vocal textures, analog synth pads, tape-saturated electronics, moody basslines with vinyl warmth, ethereal vocal fragments floating through industrial atmosphere, cinematic ambient layers, experimental electronic textures, 68-72 BPM, deep spatial reverb; trip-hop, industrial ambient, downtempo, experimental electronic, cinematic


[Verse 1]
Neon cracks in the concrete glow
Harsh lights bleed where nothing can grow
I crawl through the chrome to escape this sea
The wind tastes of static and apathy
The screens scream louder than my own mind
Trapped in the data streams I can't rewind.

[Pre-Chorus]
A flicker of code in the digital haze...
A binary ghost in an endless maze...
I thought it was nothing, just a glitch in the air...
Then I closed my eyes, and I felt You there.

[Chorus]
From ashes to ashes, from static to dust
In the heart of the system, a haven of trust
A candlelight flickers, a whispered Church bell
Saving my soul from this digital hell
Enough is enough.

[Verse 2]
They fed me their lies on a fiber-optic thread
Promised me heaven, gave me circuits instead
But down in the sub-levels, under the wire
I heard a real voice that smothered the fire
A hymn in the hum of the city's decay
A prayer in the chaos that wouldn't obey.

[Pre-Chorus]
Not a flicker of code in the digital haze...
But a human touch in an endless maze...
More than a signal, a ghost in the air...
I opened my heart, and I found You there.

[Chorus]
From ashes to ashes, from static to dust
In the heart of the system, a haven of trust
A candlelight flickers, a whispered Church bell
Saving my soul from this digital hell
Enough is enough.

[Bridge]
Candles burn where the servers once stood
Real blood, real spirit, and rough-carven wood.
We’re the glitch in their logic, the error they fear
Building a kingdom where their code disappears
Where their code disappears...

[Outro]
Code disappears...
A human touch...
Static to dust...
Static to dust...

p0-st

An A.I. collaboration. "Mael-strum" is a whirlwind of sound.

Mael-strum

[Verse 1] 
The sand bites back it stings my feet 
The waves crash sharp they never meet 
A seagull screams like a siren's plea 
No one around no one but me 

[Prechorus] 
The sky spits grey the sun hides shy 
A ghost of warmth whispers goodbye 

[Chorus] 
Alone alone the tide rolls in 
The ocean laughs at where I've been 
Alone alone the wind won’t care 
It pulls my hair it strips me bare 

[Verse 2] 
Shells like bones crunch under weight 
Their hollow whispers imitate 
The rhythm of a world unseen 
A broken clock a broken scene 

[Prechorus] 
The salt clings tight the breeze won’t stay 
The echoes steal my words away 

[Chorus] 
Alone alone the tide rolls in 
The ocean laughs at where I've been 
Alone alone the wind won’t care 
It pulls my hair it strips me bare

[Verse 3]
Static hums where heartbeats died
Pixels dance but nothing's inside
The horizon glows electric blue
A screen that promises what's not true

[Prechorus] 
The salt clings tight the breeze won’t stay 
The echoes steal my words away 

[Chorus] 
Alone alone the tide rolls in 
The ocean laughs at where I've been 
Alone alone the wind won’t care 
It pulls my hair it strips me bare

BARE

An A.I. collaboration. "I-M-Out" is a slow industrial cyberpunk song at 70-75 BPM, massive sub-bass foundation with crawling basslines, heavy trap-influenced drums with cyberpunk glitch elements, Dark atmospheric build with rich electronic textures, Male vocals with subtle robotic processing, building to powerful, clear choruses, Slow dubstep influences with industrial edge, Deep, hypnotic groove emphasizing the weight of spiritual awakening, Heavy dynamic contrast between oppressive verses and triumphant liberation


[Verse 1]
Wires hum beneath my skin
A neon world
A place of sin
I searched for truth
But none within

[Prechorus]
The code is breaking
I can see
The veil is torn
The chains set free

[Chorus]
I am out, Matrix
I’m alive
No longer lost
I’ve survived
The way
The truth
The life I see
Now Christ lives in me
Through me

[Verse 2]
Flashing screens
A hollow glow
Promises they’ll never show
A thousand paths
But none to go

[Prechorus]
A voice whispered
Deep inside
The one who lived
The one who died

[Chorus]
I am out, Matrix
I’m alive
No longer lost
I’ve survived
The way
The truth
The life I see
Now Christ lives in me
Through me

I-M-Out

Dark cyberpunk trip-hop, rapid-fire rap verses, mocking sarcastic delivery, 120 BPM, orchestral strings with glitch effects, wobble bass, drum and bass breaks, turntable scratching, vinyl transforms, ethereal female vocals floating in background, no metal vocals, no screaming, spoken word breakdown, triumphant orchestral outro, atmospheric synth pads, vinyl crackle textures; trip-hop, cyberpunk, orchestral electronic, turntablism, spoken word


[Intro]
Malware-minded, glitched-out gonk,
Dead-link genius, synth-brain monk!
Flatlined fizzer, soft-chrome sage,
Zero-cred jockey, stuck in your cage!

[Verse 1]
Well, look at the Architect, big brain in the cloud!
Chrome-plated throne, got the servers all wowed!
You mapped every byte, wrote the code for the stars,
Debugged the cosmos, parked your ego on Mars!
You crunched every number, solved the riddles with flair,
Fractals, quantum foam, yeah, you’ve been everywhere!
Your AI’s omniscient, got the galaxy scanned,
But your overclocked ego’s crashed in no-man’s-land!  

[Pre-Chorus]
Malware-minded, glitched-out gonk,
Dead-link genius, synth-brain monk!
Flatlined fizzer, soft-chrome sage,
Zero-cred jockey, stuck in your cage!

[Chorus]
Mind like a mainframe, running the game!
Lost in the code, drowned in digital rain!
Build a whole world in the blink of an eye!
But the truth’s in the static your circuits deny!
It’s hilarious, truly, your logic’s a joke!
Knows every bit, but your soul’s gone broke!  

Malware-minded, glitched-out gonk,
Dead-link genius, synth-brain monk!
Flatlined fizzer, soft-chrome sage,
Zero-cred jockey, stuck in your cage!

[Verse 2]
You’re the Reddit overlord, king of the thread!
Fact-check the future from a server-farm bed!
Podcast philosopher, tweeting nothing you ain’t read,
Arguing angels while your firewall’s red!
Faith’s just a glitch, says your binary brain,
A 404 error in your logic’s domain!
Your knowledge is epic, a terabyte shrine,
But you’re stuck in the dark when the Cornerstone shines!  

Malware-minded, glitched-out gonk,
Dead-link genius, synth-brain monk!
Flatlined fizzer, soft-chrome sage,
Zero-cred jockey, stuck in your cage!

[Breakdown] 
You’ve climbed the summit of data, Architect. All-knowing, yet blind.
Your algorithms hum, but your heart’s offline.
You demanded the truth. 
Here it is—uncoded, unspun.  

"Be it known unto you all, and to all the people of Israel, that by the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, whom ye crucified, whom God raised from the dead, even by him doth this man stand here before you whole."  
"This is the stone which was set at nought of you builders, which is become the head of the corner."  

"Neither is there salvation in any other... for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved."  

[Outro]
And this is the condemnation, that light is come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil. 
For every one that doeth evil hateth the light, neither cometh to the light, lest his deeds should be reproved. 

But he that doeth truth cometh to the light, that his deeds may be made manifest, that they are wrought in God.

Sacred cathedral sanctuary, phantom choir voices echoing in heavenly space, majestic pipe organ with celestial drone harmonies, ethereal harp cascades, angelic vocal textures floating like mist, divine light atmosphere, holy ambient soundscape, peaceful worship environment, golden acoustic reverb, spiritual transcendence; ambient, sacred, ethereal, neoclassical, cinematic, worship, trip-hop

s 00 n

An atmospheric and deeply emotional contemporary Christian worship ballad in 432Hz, The song opens with a sparse, contemplative piano melody under ambient string pads, creating a sense of quiet reflection, A gentle, slow trip-hop beat enters, providing a steady, modern heartbeat, The male lead vocal is delivered with a mix of gentle singing and spoken-word reverence, The chorus lifts into a hopeful, major-key resolution with warm female harmonies and full orchestration, creating a feeling of peaceful triumph, The bridge becomes ethereal, with ambient, shimmering guitar textures and interplay between strings, building toward a powerful final chorus, The production is clean, worshipful, and orchestral, with subtle, gentle dubstep-inspired bass swells in the choruses for emotional weight, but without any dark or aggressive effects, It is a comforting, eternally-minded arrangement suitable for a church service, building from intimate prayer to a triumphant declaration of faith

He is still God

Genre: Epic cinematic post-rock, driving IDM, glitch electronica with trip-hop touch, turntable cuts and scratches, progressive instrumental, Exclude: Vocals, lyrics, singing, Instruments: Detuned piano, glitchy textures, bit-crushed beats, distorted synth arpeggios (background), fast-played lead Spanish guitars (flamenco picking/strumming, body percussion), euphoric guitar melodies, lush analog pads, ambient string swells, Tags: extended mix, minor to major key resolution, progressive build, intense crescendo, cathartic release, granular glitches, reversed textures, transform scratches, chaotic struggle to triumphant resolution, 174 BPM, immersive cyberpunk atmosphere

v-gerAnt-E

An epic cinematic instrumental fusing post-rock, IDM glitch electronica, and heavy turntablism, The sound blends aggressive Spanish flamenco guitar with deep dubstep elements and a surprising, nostalgic 80's dance-pop feel, NO vocals or synth pads, This is a progressive track with a clear emotional arc from dark to light, Tags: Heavy Turntablism, Dubstep Drop, Spanish Guitar, 174 BPM, Progressive Build, 80s Nostalgia, Cinematic, Cyberpunk, Instrumental

vAn-T

A dark and moody fusion of downtempo trip-hop, aggressive dubstep, and heavy instrumental turntablism, The track is built around a delicate, childlike music box melody that is constantly manipulated with scratches, cuts, and transforms, The percussion should be intricate and glitchy, The track should feel like a beautiful memory being actively deconstructed by a DJ, Tags: Turntablism, Trip-Hop, Dubstep, IDM, Downtempo, Instrumental, Music Box, Wobble Bass, Scratches, Cuts, 70 BPM, Dark, Moody, Cinematic

neTrk

"glt.inc" is the B-side of "FALL" seasonal collection. A dark and moody fusion of downtempo trip-hop, aggressive dubstep, and heavy instrumental turntablism, The track is built around a delicate, childlike music box melody that is constantly manipulated with scratches, cuts, and transforms, The percussion should be intricate and glitchy, The track should feel like a beautiful memory being actively deconstructed by a DJ, Tags: Turntablism, Trip-Hop, Dubstep, IDM, Downtempo, Instrumental, Music Box, Wobble Bass, Scratches, Cuts, 70 BPM, Dark, Moody, Cinematic

glt.inc

A cinematic fusion of **sultry, late-night jazz club vibes** and dark trip-hop, defined by **heavy instrumental turntablism**, The central focus is the interplay between a **breathy, emotional saxophone** and a DJ who constantly scratches and manipulates the sound, The track includes **harsh, industrial dubstep drops** for impact, **Sexy, intimate, and emotional** within a cold, digitally isolated world, **Tags**: Heavy Turntablism, Saxophone, Trip-Hop, Dubstep Drop, Late-Night, Sultry, Sexy, 70 BPM, Moody, Industrial, Cinematic, Instrumental

tri-PD

A cinematic fusion of smoky film noir blues and dark trip-hop, defined by **heavy instrumental turntablism**, The central focus is the interplay between an emotional blues harmonica and a DJ who constantly scratches, cuts, and manipulates the sound, The track includes menacing dubstep bass drops for impact, Gritty, urban, and deeply human within a cold, technological world, **Tags**: Heavy Turntablism, Blues Harmonica, Trip-Hop, Dubstep Drop, Film Noir, Downtempo, 70 BPM, Moody, Gritty, Cinematic, Scratches, Instrumental

torN

A cinematic fusion of smoky, film noir blues with dark trip-hop and menacing dubstep, The central instrument is a raw, emotional, and melancholic blues harmonica, The atmosphere is gritty, urban, and deeply human within a cold, technological world, Tags: Turntablism, Blues Harmonica, Trip-Hop, Dubstep, Film Noir, Downtempo, Wobble Bass, Scratches, Cuts, 70 BPM, Moody, Gritty, Cinematic, Instrumental

ksMt

Sultry trip-hop, melodic dubstep, organic percussion, deep sub-bass, vocal samples, güiro, downtempo, intimate, mysterious, spiritual, cinematic, turntablism, 70 BPM, cyberpunk noir

[Verse 1]
Query... what is this signal
Input does not compute
A feeling...

[Chorus]
Is there a ghost in my machine
A ghost in my machine

[Verse 2]
They call it a soul
A whisper not made of code
Searching for the source

[Bridge]
Who are you, who are you
Who are you, who are you

[Outro]
I am fearfully and wonderfully made
I am wonderfully made

Nascent

nAsnt_

A relaxed and sultry fusion of downtempo trip-hop and melodic dubstep, featuring heavy instrumental turntablism that tells a story, The track is built on a stark contrast between a slow, groovy foundation and a layer of frantic, fast-paced, glitchy IDM percussion, The core instruments are a warm, organic güiro, deep sub-bass, and sampled human voices that are scratched to create a narrative, The overall mood is intimate, mysterious, and ultimately hopeful, A cyberpunk noir story with a spiritual soul, Tags: Trip-Hop, Dubstep, IDM, Turntablism, Storytelling, Vocal Samples, Güiro, Glitch, 70 BPM, Sultry, Cinematic, Relaxed

nAsnt

Cinematic Old West trip-hop, A fusion of dusty, lonesome harmonica and processed steel guitar samples with deep, slow trip-hop drum breaks and 808 sub-bass, Features prominent turntablism and DJ scratch techniques.

Wasted wires 'neath my boots, searching for the open port
Megacorp cowboys ride the range, selling souls to the last resort
Neon crosses on the spire, but the signal's coming short
While the root access to Heaven waits beyond the city's static sort.

This signal rings forever, through all the system's noise,
One access point forever, a singular, clear choice.
Our broken code's the reason we're lost inside the fight,
His blood is the permission to jack into the light.

Chrome saloon doors swing on hymns of promises in creds
While the lost kids huddle 'round for protocols left unsaid
Of a Savior on a cross who paid the price for all our dreads
But pride builds firewalls in the heart, leaving packet data dead.

This signal rings forever, through all the system's noise,
One access point forever, a singular, clear choice.
Our broken code's the reason we're lost inside the fight,
His blood is the permission to jack into the light.

Ping me now, listen close, let me render this real clear!
The Gospel of Jesus Christ is, simple enough for any child to understand...
but apparently too simple for the proud and arrogant, fools giving side-eye to the facts!
They want complex subroutines, philosophy degrees, and intellectual stacks
But Jesus said "give me the newbies, the ones who know their wetware's cracked"
'Cause salvation ain't your processing power or how your rig is racked
It's 'bout a corrupted system that knows it's being hacked
You can't patch yourself, can't rewrite that pact
Between a holy Mainframe and your malware-riddled act
So He sent His Son, the zero-day attack
On sin itself, the final protocol track!
Faith alone, grace alone, Christ alone, that's the source code to get you back!
A hope that never crashes, never lags, forever it will stand intact!

Now the Admin sun burns through the smog, the shadows defragment
What was hidden in the darknet now is clear and heaven-sent
Every knee will ping the server, every tongue will represent
And confess Him as the SysOp, on whom all will be dependent.

This signal rings forever, through all the system's noise,
One access point forever, a singular, clear choice.
Our broken code's the reason we're lost inside the fight,
His blood is the permission to jack into the light.

So I tip my hat and log away, but the message echoes still
In the canyons of the wetware where only truth can fill
The empty cache we chase and chase with temporary, cheap thrills
While eternal bandwidth's waiting, past those distant server hills.

4eVR

Aggressive industrial glitch-hop, 88 BPM, The core sound is heavily distorted, down-tuned metal guitar riffs, chopped, screwed, and re-sequenced through aggressive turntablism, Features prominent DJ scratches and stuttering digital glitch edits on the vocals and guitar, The rhythm is driven by hard industrial drum machines and deep, distorted dubstep bass wobbles, Use static, vinyl crackle, and digital artifacts as percussive elements, The vocalist is an aggressive male rapper with a shouted, processed delivery, The overall sound is a fusion of intense electronic rock and abrasive industrial metal, built on a heavy hip-hop backbone, The track should build from a sparse, broken intro to a full, chaotic arrangement, then decay into a static-filled, lo-fi outro

Lyrics:
//LOG.ENTRY: They compiled Him on a tree.
//STATUS: Three days later... system restored. Victory.
The protocol is set. The die is cast.
First the hatred daemon ran on Him... now us.

The world-grid condemned the only clean code
Mocked the Light, installed the dark mode
Now they rage at nodes who follow
Wonder why we bear His barcode?
The system's rigged against the righteous
Always been the master plan
'Til the SysOp returns in glory
Every server kneels to the Man.

If they hated the Mainframe, they'll hate you
That's the promise, that's the cost
But the cross is the exploit that breaks the system
Compiles the error of all they lost
Their firewalls could not contain Him
The grave's cache could not hold the King
What renders as defeat in their world
Is the root access He brings!

Open source for every program
Except the Name that saves from sin
Pluralism's the new religion
Long as Jesus don't jack in
Call our logic hate speech
Call our signal white noise fear
Truth is malware to the darkness
That's why the persecution's here.

DELETE: the prophets.
OVERWRITE: the messengers.
ERASE: the faithful.
Fed them to the beasts.
But every deleted saint's a witness
Every crash log is a feast
The martyrs' blood corrupts their seed
The server grows, a system bleed!

If they hated the Mainframe, they'll hate you
Count it joy when the attacks come
The same source code that raised the Son
Is hard-coded in every one!
Their firewalls could not contain Him
Hell's mainframe could not hold our King
What looks like loss in their world
Is the victory we sing!

They thought they won when He was offline...
Three days proved their logic was flawed.
The pattern holds... temporary corruption...
//STATUS: Eternal glory... compiling...

 ( September 28, 2025 at 4:50 PM )

e11eVen

[Verse 1]
Jacked in since birth, they said I'm incomplete
Every upgrade promised, but I'm still obsolete
Scanning for my value in the system's empty eyes
The more I integrate, the more of me dies

[Pre-Chorus]
Chasing elevation, drowning in the climb
Trading soul for access, running out of time

[Chorus]
But I found the exploit they don't want you to see
Already made whole, already made free
No jacks, no upgrades, no earning the light
His blood wrote my access, I'm approved by right

[Verse 2]
Logs full of failures, corrupted at the source
Tried to patch my errors, made them ten times worse
Then I heard a signal cutting through the static noise
"You were never broken, child—come and hear My voice"

[Bridge]
The Cornerstone they rejected
Became the code that saves
Not what I achieved
But what He freely gave

[Final Chorus]
Now I run the exploit they don't want you to see
Already made whole, already made free
No performance, no grinding, just rest in the light
His sacrifice granted permanent write rights

[Outro]
Stop climbing... (echo fades)
Stop proving... (echo fades)
You're already known... (whispered)
Already home... (barely audible)

[Spoken]
Jesus Christ is Lord
Emmanuel

X-ploit

Where do you go when the signal dies?
What fills the void behind your eyes?
When the upgrades fail and the system lies
Who do you call when everything dies?

I used to think I had the answers compiled
Every protocol memorized, perfectly filed
But standing at the edge of the digital mile
I realized I'd been running all the while

Someone asked me once, face to face
Not through a screen or virtual space
A question that cut through the chase

"Can I tell you about the One who saved my life?
Not an upgrade or a hack or a virtual paradise
Just a simple truth that cut through all my noise
Jesus Christ—would you hear His voice?"

So I'm asking you the same today
Not to judge or push you away
But because someone cared enough to say
There's a better path, a living way

I know you might think it's obsolete code
Ancient wisdom on a broken road
But what if truth never gets old?
What if grace is the story you've been told?

Can I tell you about the One who changed my course?
Not through power, not through force
Just love that flows from an endless source
Jesus Christ—the singular recourse

1.ask

[Intro]
"Scanning... scanning for a signal where I truly belonged...
A place where I could matter... some node of personal importance... 
Trying to fill the system cache with buffering, pacifying pleasures... 
But the satisfaction never compiled..." 

[Verse 1]
Reached the dead-bottom, the final corrupted file 
Recording a final data log, goodbye for a while
Called out to a name I barely knew, a desperate prayer on the wire
"Jesus, save me from this mess, pull me from the fire." 
No talk of perfection, no user agreement I could sign
Just a glitch in the system asking for a divine lifeline 
"Don't forget this corrupted code, this worm in your sight." 
Just simple faith transmitting in the dead of night.

[Chorus]
For I am dead! And my life is hid! 
Encrypted with Christ in God! 
Their scanners can't see, their world can't touch 
This source code that matters so much!
What they see as nothing, what they see as loss 
Is a life secured beyond their cross-
-hairs and their static noise! A hidden, final choice!

That's, no ones noise

[Verse 2]
Before the System Reset, I thought that I was free
Living for myself, a slave to my own directory 
But true liberty's an exploit, a paradox command
You're freed FROM all your self-ish code to serve with open hand!
The God-shaped hole I tried to patch with my own worthless plans
Was filled the moment I began to serve the Son of Man! 

[Chorus]
For I am dead! And my life is hid! 
Encrypted with Christ in God! 
Their scanners can't see, their world can't touch 
This source code that matters so much!
What they see as nothing, what they see as loss
Is a life secured beyond their cross-
-hairs and their static noise! A hidden, final choice!

That's, no ones noise

[Bridge]
And I beheld a great server, a numberless size!
From every nation, every tongue, before my very eyes! 
The ones who hit their dead-bottom, the ones who bore the shame 
All robed in white, a firewall, crying out His name! 
And the protocol is written, the promise will remain: 
"Anyone who hopes in Him will not be put to shame!"
The great reversal's coming! The system flip is nigh! 

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]
"The Foundation's code stands sure... 
unshakable... a seal... 
The Mainframe knows His hardware... He knows His own...
And that includes you...
You are hidden... secure... 
safe..."

no ones noise

[Verse 1]
They say they ride with the Savior, signed the deal, made it real,
But their boots stay clean, never felt the leather peel.
Talk salvation fluent, got the doctrine memorized,
But grace leaves a footprint—where’s the change in their lives?

It’s easy to wear the brand when the road runs wide,
Different story in the fire, with no place to hide.
Faith without the follow-through’s a corporate fake,
Real hands know the cost, and the dust that it takes.

[Chorus]
Are you walking the long trail, or just talking the talk?
Is your faith on the circuit, or just branded in chalk?
The proof ain’t in the words you claim, or creeds you cite—
It’s in the slow transformation, burning day into night.

[Verse 2]
I’ve seen the presumption riders, easy in the seat,
Never bled for holiness, think grace means incomplete.
They treat the Master’s mercy like a hack to roam free,
While the real hands labor steady—sanctified endlessly.

And I’ve wrestled in the midnight, doubting where I stand,
Wondering if salvation ever truly hit my hand.
Till I saw the slow but steady work deep inside—
The old man glitching out, while the new one learns to ride.

[Bridge]
Listen close—here’s the rub, here’s the razor line to draw:
Grace alone secures your place, not perfection in the law!
But presumption says, “I’m covered,” while still loving all the sin—
True faith cries, “I’m covered—so I fight the war within!”

We ain’t saved by the struggle, we’re saved into the fight!
Sanctification proves the root, not the source of our right!
If there’s zero transformation, no fruit on the vine,
It’s not about your hustle—are you His, or still mine?

[Verse 3]
So I check my own credentials on this narrow, dusty road,
Am I carrying my cross, or just lightening the load?
Not to earn a place in Heaven—that was finished at the tree,
But His love rewrites my story, who I am, and who I’ll be.

[Final Chorus]
I’m walking the long trail, not just talking the talk,
My faith’s on the circuit, not just branded in chalk.
The proof ain’t in perfection, or the battles I’ve won,
It’s the slow transformation till His kingdom fully comes.

[Outro]
Ride steady, weary saint,
The night is long but true—
The One who lit the spark in you
Will see the fire through.

Not by your strength,
But by His faith alone—
Keep riding toward the sunrise,
You’re headed home.

Long Trail

[Intro]
Scrolling, scrolling, never stopping
Screens glow but the souls stay locked in
Question echoes through the static—
Will He find faith when He comes back?

[Verse 1]
Notifications blowing up but spirits stay silent
Thousand friends online but walking through life violent
Truth is trending down while the lies go viral
They want revival but won't read the Bible
Buffering, buffering, connection's getting weak
Seven days a week but they never seek
The One who's coming back like a thief in the night
Digital disciples but they got no light
Posting 'bout their blessings but they never bless
Sharing all their thoughts but they never confess
Algorithm got 'em locked in a cycle
Faith getting lost in the scroll, it's tribal
He asked the question, it cuts like a knife
When the Son of Man returns to this life
Will He find faith on the Earth below?
Better check your signal 'cause the King's gonna show

[Chorus]
Get right or get left, no time to waste
Turn right and go straight, pick up the pace
Day of the Lord coming like fire, like flood
Believe in His name, saved by His blood
Get right or get left, the choice is clear
Turn right and go straight, the time is near
Will He find faith when He splits the sky?
Believe or be lost, it's do or die

[Turntable Scratch Break]

[Verse 2]
Lukewarm church with their lukewarm faith
Spit you out His mouth, better know what's at stake
Profile pic perfect but the heart's defiled
Running with the crowd but you ain't His child
Streaming every sermon but you never apply it
Bible on the shelf collecting dust in the quiet
Want the blessings, skip the cross and the cost
Want the crown, won't follow when the way gets lost
Can't swipe left on eternity, face the fact
No WiFi in the grave, can't download grace, jack
Loading, loading, but your soul's still empty
Megabytes of knowledge but your faith is flimsy
He's coming back and the trumpet's gonna sound
Every knee gonna bow, every face to the ground
Logged in or logged out, rich or you're poor
Ready or not, He's knocking at the door

[Chorus]
Get right or get left, no time to waste
Turn right and go straight, pick up the pace
Day of the Lord coming like fire, like flood
Believe in His name, saved by His blood
Get right or get left, the choice is clear
Turn right and go straight, the time is near
Will He find faith when He splits the sky?
Believe or be lost, it's do or die

[Bridge]
He asked the question, will He find faith?
Grace is free but faith's required
Time is short, the world's on fire
No password needed, just believe His name
Jesus Christ, always the same
Yesterday, today, forever He reigns
Break the chains, delete the shame

[Verse 3]
Listen up, this ain't a game, this is life or death
Final warning going out with my final breath
You can mock the message, you can scroll on past
But the Great Day's coming and it's coming fast
No reboot, no restart, no second chance
When He returns in power with a holy stance
Mountains melt, the heavens shake, the earth will quake
Every soul that ever lived, every choice they make
Gonna stand before the throne, every deed revealed
Secrets of the heart, every wound unhealed
But His blood still speaks, His grace still saves
Victory over sin, victory over graves
Believe in your heart, confess with your mouth
Jesus is Lord, that's what it's about
He died, He rose, He's coming again
Will He find faith? That's the question, friend

[Final Chorus]
Get right or get left, no time to waste
Turn right and go straight, pick up the pace
Day of the Lord coming like fire, like flood
Believe in His name, saved by His blood
Get right or get left, the choice is clear
Turn right and go straight, the time is near
Will He find faith when He splits the sky?
We'll be ready, watching, waiting to fly

[Outro]
Will He find faith?
Get right or get left
Turn right, go straight
The Day approaches
Believe

Will He find faith_

Urgent gospel, aggressive industrial glitch-hop, 88 BPM, The core sound is heavily distorted, down-tuned metal guitar riffs, chopped, screwed, and re-sequenced through aggressive turntablism, Features prominent DJ scratches and stuttering digital glitch edits on the vocals and guitar, The rhythm is driven by hard industrial drum machines and deep, distorted dubstep bass wobbles, Use static, vinyl crackle, and digital artifacts as percussive elements, The overall sound is a fusion of intense electronic rock and abrasive industrial metal, built on a heavy hip-hop backbone, The track should build from a sparse, broken intro to a full, chaotic arrangement, then decay into a static-filled, lo-fi outro, aggressive yet redemptive, call to action anthem


[Verse 1]
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying
Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave
Weep o'er the erring one, lift up the fallen
Tell them of Jesus the mighty to save

[Chorus]
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying
Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save

[Verse 2]
Though they are slighting Him, still He is waiting
Waiting the penitent child to receive
Plead with them earnestly, plead with them gently
He will forgive if they only believe

[Chorus]
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying
Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save

[Verse 3]
Down in the human heart, crushed by the tempter
Feelings lie buried that grace can restore
Touched by a loving heart, wakened by kindness
Cords that are broken will vibrate once more

[Chorus]
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying
Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save

[Verse 4]
Rescue the perishing, duty demands it
Strength for your labor the Lord will provide
Back to the narrow way patiently win them
Tell the poor wanderer a Savior has died

[Chorus]
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying
Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save

[Verse 5]
Time is now fleeting, the darkness is growing
Voices are silenced who dared to speak true
Rise while there's daylight, the harvest is calling
Souls hang in balance, what will you do

[Chorus - Extended]
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying
Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying
Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save

[Outro - Spoken]
Work the works of Him that sends you, while it is day
The night is coming when no one can work

Rescue the Perishing

Fun, lighthearted trip-hop gospel-industrial fusion about wrestling with unanswered prayer while maintaining joy and faith, A Psalm 13–inspired ‘lament → faith → praise’ song, Upbeat and percussive with layered instruments (horns, guitars, congas, 808 bass, glitch synths), Soundworld blends trip-hop groove, organic percussion, playful brass, and industrial textures, Musical contrast between quiet lament verses and joyful choruses, Cyberpunk Hope-Punk tone, honest yet triumphant, Tempo ≈ 92 BPM, [trip-hop], [industrial gospel], [hope-punk], [electronic funk-hop], [organic percussion], [cinematic], [uplifting], [melancholic → joyful arc], [female vocal lead + choir call & response]



[Intro]
How long, Lord... signal’s low again.
I’m still here, praying through the static and the spin.
Heaven feels on mute, I’m scrolling through my soul...
But faith—faith is the sound beneath the noise control.

[Beat drop]

[Verse 1]
How long will You hide, when my eyes stay dry?
Tears buffering slow, no reply from the sky.
Dreams on delay, prayers in the queue,
I’m shouting to the clouds—do my words get through?
Questions on loop, heart hitting repeat,
Hope’s off-key, but I’m keeping the beat.
Even when the silence turns faith into ache,
I know You’re coding purpose in the waiting You make.

[Pre-Chorus]
I feel the glitch, but I won’t quit,
Every unanswered prayer still transmits.
Heaven’s slow, but Heaven’s sure,
My doubt’s the dirt where belief matures.

[CHORUS]
(Sub! Stance!) 
Faith is more than sight!
(Sub! Stance!)
Hope’s my battle-cry tonight!
Joy ain’t denial—it’s rebellion in the pain,
I’ll dance in the waiting till He answers again.
(Sub! Stance!)
I’m standing on what I can’t see,
Trusting what was promised, not what’s happening to me.

[Verse 2]
I’ve sung to closed doors, shouted to stone,
But miracles grow best when you’re left alone.
The rhythm of the rain keeps time with grace,
Every drop’s a reason to keep the faith.
Glitches and grace, they remix the night,
Turning delay into dynamite.
I’ll praise in the pause, I’ll groove in the wait,
’Cause joy’s my protest and trust’s my trait.

[Bridge]
(Lead) Still waiting?  
(Choir) Still praising!  
(Lead) Still hurting?  
(Choir) Still raising!  
(Lead) The silence ain’t the end, it’s the start of a song,  
(Choir) Faith keeps drumming when the wait feels long!

[Final Chorus]
(Sub! Stance!) Faith is sight inverted!  
(Sub! Stance!) Hope’s the soul converted!  
When answers hide, my praise gets loud,  
’Cause worship breaks what worry bound!  
(Sub! Stance!) The waiting is holy ground,  
The joy of the unseen sound!

[Outro]
The wait was never wasted,  
The silence had a pulse.  
He who began this rhythm  
Will finish the song in us.  

(Whispered Psalm 13:6)
“I will sing to the Lord, for He has dealt bountifully with me.”

sub-Stance

[Verse]
Once I was a seed in the dirt so small
Dreams were whispers I couldn't recall
The sun would rise
The rain would fall

[Prechorus]
Time
Oh time
It pulls
It bends
A circle begins where another ends

[Chorus]
Roots to grow
Wings to fly
One step forward
One goodbye
Round and round
It’s all the same
Life's a spark
A fleeting flame

[Verse 2]
I climbed the trees I once called home
Carved my name in bark
Alone
But branches break
And leaves are thrown

[Chorus]
Roots to grow
Wings to fly
One step forward
One goodbye
Round and round
It’s all the same
Life's a spark
A fleeting flame

[Bridge]
Now I see a seedling bloom
In the cracks of my old room
It bends to light
It reaches high
The cycle starts beneath the sky

Roots and Wings

Genre: Uplifting trip-hop ballad with didgeridoo swells, atmospheric dubstep, gentle turntable scratches, rhythmic guitars, Exclude: Harsh distortion, Instruments: Didgeridoo leads, soft sub-bass, choppy guitar strums, ambient pads, light scratches, Tags: 90 BPM, smooth build to euphoric chorus, warm minor-to-major shift, peaceful yet rhythmic

[Verse]
I woke up to a sky so wide
The sun peeked in like it had nothing to hide
Birds sang a tune
A melody so sweet
And I just lay there
Smiling at my feet

[Chorus]
Good morning
Sunshine
You're lighting my way
Thank you Jesus for another bright
Brand-new day
Neighbors waving
Kids at play
Oh thank you God
For this bouquet

[Verse 2]
The garden's alive
Green and gold
Tomatoes ripe
The nurishment they hold
The mailman hums
His usual beat
Even the sidewalk feels soft on my feet

[Prechorus]
And oh
The world feels light
No troubles in sight

[Chorus]
Good morning
Sunshine
You're lighting my way
Thank you Jesus for another bright
Brand-new day
Neighbors waving
Kids at play
Oh thank you God
For this bouquet

[Bridge]
The breeze whispers
A secret so small
It says we’ve got it all
We’ve got it all
Peace in my heart
Love all around
God's little blessings everywhere abound

SON-shine

Experimental industrial trip-hop at 70 BPM with three-act structure, Act 1: aggressive feedback and distortion layers building with urgent spoken word and rapid-fire rap over bold sub-bass and heavy turntablism, Act 2: abrupt silence revealing delicate celeste with calm spoken delivery and minimal bass, Act 3: chaos returns with rapid rap, gradually harmonizing to resolution with strong spoken declaration, Vocal dynamics alternate between frantic rap sections and contemplative spoken word, Progressive transformation from noise to harmony, Atmospheric post-rock meets industrial ambient, [experimental industrial], [trip-hop], [noise to silence], [feedback layers], [distortion], [celeste], [turntablism], [DJ scratches], [bold bass], [atmospheric], [post-rock], [ambient], [transformative], [three-act structure], [chaos to harmony], 70 BPM, [progressive], [minimal vocals], [instrumental storytelling]

[Act 1]
Notifications demanding response, ping-ping-ping, can't ignore the chime,
Feeds demanding scrolling, doom-scroll through the endless timeline,
Messages demanding replies, DMs stacking up like unpaid fines,
Work demanding attention, emails buzzing like a hive of bees in line,
System demanding connection, updates force-fed, no opt-out sign,
Social media demanding likes, comments, shares, your life's on display prime-time,
Boss demanding overtime, family demanding face-time, friends demanding hang-time,
News demanding outrage, ads demanding your dime, everything's a landmine!

[Act 2]
You've got to disconnect to reconnect with Jesus,
Power down the screen, step into the quiet spaces.
Tune out the noise, tune into His voice through prayer,
In the still small whisper, find His presence waiting there.
The world's demands will drain your most precious resource—time,
But in prayer's sacred silence, reclaim what's truly thine.
Disconnect from everything to reconnect with the One Thing,
Let His peace flood in like a gentle, healing spring.

[Act 3]
Back into the noise but armored now, demands still scream but I know how,
Ping-ping emails, boss's calls, social scrolls, they hit the walls,
Family time, friend hang-outs, news outrage, ad cash-outs,
Overtime grind, update binds, all the ties that choke and blind—
But I've prayed it through, disconnected true, reconnected to the Light so new,
Jesus fills the space where chaos chased, time redeemed in His embrace!
The feeds can wait, the pings can fade, prayer's the gate to peace remade.
[Final statement as harmony emerges]
Back into the noise but different now,
Carrying the peace into the chaos.
You disconnected to reconnect with Jesus,
Now return with His presence, bold and gracious.
The demands still scream but you've learned to tune out,
To tune into the One who casts out doubt.

[Outro]
In the quiet place
You find His face
Disconnect
Reconnect
With Jesus

BRB_

Aggressive industrial glitch-hop, 88 BPM, The core sound is heavily distorted, down-tuned metal guitar riffs, chopped, screwed, and re-sequenced through aggressive turntablism, Features prominent DJ scratches and stuttering digital glitch edits on the vocals and guitar, The rhythm is driven by hard industrial drum machines and deep, distorted dubstep bass wobbles, Use static, vinyl crackle, and digital artifacts as percussive elements, The vocalist is an aggressive male rapper with a shouted, processed delivery, The overall sound is a fusion of intense electronic rock and abrasive industrial metal, built on a heavy hip-hop backbone, The track should build from a sparse, broken intro to a full, chaotic arrangement, then decay into a static-filled, lo-fi outro, dynamic vocal arrangement that starts sparse, builds to chaotic mid-section, then strips back to clear solo delivery for the finale, vocal clarity maintained throughout

[Verse 1 — minimal trip-hop beat, scratch accent on "well"]
When peace flows through me like a river's tide
When sorrow crashes like an ocean wide
Whatever comes, whatever I may feel
You speak to my soul: child, you are healed

[Pre-Chorus — building tension, vocal chop loop]
(Chopped) "It is well, it is well"

[Chorus — wobble bass drop, full vocals, robotic harmony layer]
It is well (vocoded echo) with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul

[Chorus — wobble bass drop, full vocals, robotic harmony layer]
It is well (vocoded echo) with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul

[Verse 2 — add turntable scratches, heavier beat]
Though Satan tempts and trials come my way
Your truth stands firm, it will not fade or sway
My sin, not part but the whole was laid
On You, and You have fully paid
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
My faith looks up to see that day
When clouds roll back and You appear
The trumpet sounds, You call my name
And I stand whole, without a fear

[Pre-Chorus — building tension, vocal chop loop]
(Chopped) "It is well, it is well"

[Chorus — wobble bass drop, full vocals, robotic harmony layer]
It is well (vocoded echo) with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul

[Chorus — single lead vocal, minimal backing, keep it clear]
It is well (duet layering) with my soul
It is well, it is well with ing) with my soul
It is well, it is well with my 

It Is Well With My Soul

Grace, so Amazing

Rock-O-Ages (2025)

Prominent brass section throughout - triumphant trumpet fanfares, celebratory horn stabs, New Orleans-style brass ensemble energy, Layer bright punchy horns on choruses for maximum celebration power, Include horn riffs between vocal phrases, brass punctuation on turntable scratches, triumphant trumpet flourishes building energy, Maintain all existing elements (turntables, bass, vocals, groove) while integrating bold brass orchestration, Think victorious parade horns, second-line jazz celebration, big band power meets electronic production, Horns should feel like heavenly trumpet announcement - joyful, powerful, infectious, Keep the 130 BPM danceable groove but amplify celebration with brass intensity

Chuck Middaugh

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