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Deep Chills - Lighthearted

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

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_

Blessed to announce we have done an official remix for Tove Lo. Really happy with how it turned out, hope you guys will like it as well <3

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I like to think that we’re planets in space
Rotating in circles repeating the phase
All of my friends are against our vision
All my friends are against our vision
But they are just aliens confined in their caves 
 
For there are some moments for us to be close
And there are some seasons to let distance grow
Deep in my souls I know there's gravity
Deep in my souls I know there's gravity
Don’t fear the air there is magnetic force
 
Still i wanna be 
Close close close close rotating close to you
Close close close close rotating close to you x 2 
 
I don’t care if we crash instead boy
I just wanna be close to you
Even if it means we shatter
I just wanna be close to you
 
Forgive my mistakes done in milkiest of way
Remind me of blackholes don’t lead me astray 
Deep in my souls I know there's gravity
Deep in my souls I know there's gravity
Devoid of satellites conditioned to stay
 
There are some moments for us to be close
And there are some seasons to let distance grow
Deep in my souls I know there's gravity
Deep in my souls I know there's gravity
Don’t fear the air there's magnetic force
 
Still i wanna be 
Close close close close rotating close to you
Close close close close rotating close to you x 2 
 
I don’t care if we crash instead boy
I just wanna be close to you
Even if it means we shatter
I just wanna be close to you

BRB_

Chuck Middaugh

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