You Will Never Know

Error

Error (feat. Loopy)

DEADSTAR

DEADSTAR (feat. CHANGMO)

New Vision

Lyrics

I was not born your enemy.
I was born hunger and fur,
Pulse in the hedgerow,
Breath of the field.
You named me vermin
So you wouldn’t have to name yourselves.

I run because the earth told me to,
You chase because you learned applause.
I take life to stay alive,
You bring a crowd, a horn, a cause.
You dress it up in coats and crests,
Call it heritage, call it right,
But the Torah said choose life — Chayim
Not spectacle dressed as might.

I don’t hunt for pleasure,
I don’t cheer when something breaks.
I don’t call my hunger culture
Or spill blood for tradition’s sake.

You say it’s lawful.
You say it’s clean.
But law without mercy — Din without Tzedek —
Is just violence in a robe unseen.

Your saddle drips with borrowed sin.
Your hands are clean — that’s how you grin.
You let the hounds do what you won’t,
Then wash your soul in “we don’t hunt.”

Kol Ha-Damim — the blood still cries,
From field to gate, from hedge to sky.
You say G-d’s silent — but I know why:
You never listened when He replied.

You talk of order, land, control,
As if the world was made for you.
But Ein Sof breathed me into form —
Same spark, same light — you know it’s true.
Tza’ar Ba’alei Chayim —
You learned the words, ignored the weight.
Built a throne from hierarchy
And called obedience faith.

You ride above, I run below,
That vertical you call divine.
But Keter crowns restraint, not ego,
And Malchut bleeds when you cross the line.

You think the master can’t be judged
If the whip’s not in your hand.
But every proxy keeps the mark
Of the one who gave command.

The cry ascends when justice bends,
When cruelty calls itself play.
Midah Ke-Neged Midah —
What you send returns your way.

Your saddle drips with borrowed sin.
Your silence votes. Your cheers give in.
You never struck — you just allowed,
And called that mercy, safe and proud.

Kol Ha-Damim — the blood still cries.
Not left, not right — just opened eyes.
You want a G-d who looks away,
But Din wakes up at end of day.

I don’t ask you to love me.
I ask you to stop lying.
Stop calling cruelty order.
Stop calling loyalty righteousness.

I am not your lesson.
You are.

Blood on the Saddle (קוֹל הַדָּמִים)

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NO BACKUP PLAN is a conscious hip-hop album about realizing there’s no safety net left.
It documents the quiet fear that comes with loss, aging, isolation, money anxiety, comparison, and watching the future feel smaller than it used to. Not crisis moments — the in-between ones. The thoughts that don’t get spoken because they aren’t dramatic enough, but still shape how you move through life.
These songs reflect what it’s like to live without guarantees:
to feel unprotected, to see others move forward while you’re still figuring it out, to carry secrets, to want connection but hesitate to trust, and to understand that one mistake could cost more than it ever did before.
This isn’t an album about giving up.
It’s about staying upright when there’s nothing to fall back on.
No motivational speeches.
No false hope.
Just honesty.
If this resonates, it’s because you’ve felt it too.


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