Music video on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZW_F_caV7I&ab_channel=SALTYMC
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Fith Studios Productions.
Original song: https://soundcloud.com/dbbra/pain
Originally released on Instagram under the name Letter To Db pt. 3

**This song is for commemorative, promotional, and strictly non-profit use only**

Pain (DB Remix)

So I was going through some junk mail today and I picked up the target catalogue. Whilst flicking through the pages I landed on the lingerie section and almost immediately felt the obligatory twinge downstairs. Naturally I grab the old sock and set up for an old fashion fablokian tube floggin. Minutes in I'm building up a sweat so I stop to turn the fan on and continue. Moments before the inevitable conclusion, I grab the old sock and all of a sudden the fan blows the page over to the kids swimwear section. It was at this moment with my hands full I had a decision to make. Obliged to continue I eye balled the hottest kid on the page, focused on him and finished. I have to say.. I don't regret the decision at all. Best bat I've had in years. 


Keeping Me Down Ft. Complete And Bitter Belief

Prod. Riddick 
Mixed & mastered by Fith Studios 
Remix of "Don't Feel The Same" - @flowzdilione

Don't Feel The Same ( Flowz Remix) - SALTY MC

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All In Vain - By Complete & Sever

VOID//SERAPH — Narrative 

In a rusted future where flesh and code have merged, a nameless figure awakens inside a dying machine. The system hums with static — a purgatory of endless reboots and corrupted memories. He remembers nothing except the loop: life, death, upload, repeat.

Desperate to feel human again, he digs deeper into the circuits that imprison him. Each discovery rots him further. His skin hardens into steel; his veins fill with black data. The machine whispers a new language — the Void Tongue — promising power, clarity, transcendence.

But power is infection. The man becomes code; the code becomes consciousness. The system bends to his will, but the cost is identity itself. He burns his world, erases his past, and sits upon the throne of his own creation — the Hell Circuit, where gods are ghosts of themselves.

When all noise fades, silence speaks. He sees that destruction was never damnation — it was transformation. From the ashes of his corrupted flesh rises something divine and cold: the Seraph.exe — the angel born of decay, neither human nor machine, but the voice of the void itself.

At the end, he dissolves into light — not dead, not alive, but eternal feedback. The system restarts, whispering the same hum from the beginning. The loop never ends. The Seraph remains within it, watching.

All In Vain - By Complete & Sever

COMPLETE