Best experienced alone, with headphones, under flickering lights.

My Shadow Grew Teeth

COMMANDER GLITCHROT: HUNG BY THE BRAINSTEM is a cyberpunk metal odyssey through neural corruption, digital decay, and cosmic dread. This is hand-forged space noise—no AI sludge here. Every riff is built for those who stare at the stars and see circuitry.

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PRX-CORE.12B  JUDGEMENT RENDERED IN PACKETS

CRSH-PRYR.X3  RITUALIZED SIGNAL NOISE

SYN-FAIL.443  DATALEAK THROUGH SPINAL LOOP

12 tracks of hand-forged space noise that'll twist your neurons into pretzels. This isn't background music—this is a centrifugal journey through the void where fun becomes forbidden and rotation is the only escape.

Z3-RING  ROTATIONAL TEARS ARCHIVED

HURL-VR.88  CENTRIFUGAL APOLOGY

CLNK-ECHO  GOBLIN SPIN ZONE

VRBL-16X  GIGGLEDRIVE MALFUNCTION

NAN-HAWK  FUN FORBIDDEN ROTATION DETECTED

SPN-000  ENTRY WHIRLCORE

Another cosmic defeat at the hands of interdimensional waterfowl. Eight tracks of hand-forged space noise chronicling my latest humiliation in the void.

GL1TCH.KEYZ  STRUCK BY A QUANTUM CHORD

Ever told a joke so bad it ripped a hole in the universe? Yeah, me too. Welcome to the result

WARPJEST_ALPHA (Humor at light speed = disaster)

INIT_VOID.exe (The joke that broke reality)

CHAOSLION.vhs (Space lion ate my punchline)

EXIT_VOID_NULL (Escaping into the comedy void)

CRYPTSUN_Δ-99 (The sun that died from my bad jokes)

QUASAR_QUACK.v2 (Duck jokes, cosmic consequences)

“Signals From Your Future Corpse” is a psychedelic synth metal journey through the void—melodic, dreamy, and powered by beautifully distorted bass riffs and cosmic metal energy.

V33K-T0NE  THE SPACESUIT KEPT BREATHING

DSK-L1NK  SOON TO BE SIGNAL

RT.SHDW-404  THE SUICIDE SATELLITE SINGS

A lone vessel drifts silently through color-drenched voids.
Commander Glitchrot, half-machine and mostly memory, becomes a faint pulse against the shimmer of ancient light.


M-IRR0R.55  MEMORY DRIFT HER NAME IN STATIC

Ω.END.SGN  A LANTERN IN THE NEBULA

XM0RE  SINGULARITY IS A FEELING

RECALL-77X  STARS THAT DON’T RESPOND

GLX-FADE.001  BLUE HOUR IN SECTOR IX

Δ.SILK-RAY  SOFT BREACH IN THE COMET VEIL

A hallucinogenic funkocalypse in the goblin pits of Δ-B33R.
Commander Glitchrot joins a goblin celebration that may or may not be a planetary fungus hive-mind dream.

G0B-LUV  SLIME ROMANCE 2099

TR!P-DUDE  THE SHROOM MADE ME DO IT

B-52DANK  SHOOT FIRST, SIP LATER

YK-RIBZ  BBQ ON PLANET PAIN

He aimed for the stars.
He got eaten by one.

Commander Glitchrot’s latest mission takes a sharp left into cosmic disaster as he faces a flaming sun-god with fangs, and no chill whatsoever.

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