Instrumental thrash/speed metal. You also can see music video here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLyX7Yr9-wg

The call of Cthulhu

Artwork by Artemisia Vulgaris

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered at Trai Studio by Fabio Intraina

Davide Trombetta: Guitar and Interludes
Massimiliano Grecchi: Vocals and Lyrics
Fabio Bassan: Bass
Luca Oliverio: Drums

“Buried Alive” by Hanged at Sunset is a relentless descent into claustrophobia and despair. Fueled by crushing guitars, pounding drums, and raw, visceral vocals, the track captures the terror of being trapped — physically, mentally, emotionally. It’s a brutal, suffocating anthem for anyone who’s ever felt buried by life itself. “Buried Alive” isn’t just heavy — it’s the sound of walls closing in and the fight to claw your way back to the surface.

Buried Alive - Single Edition

An interesting take on some metal, pop, punk, with some smooth harmonies, with a few retro style riffs and arrangements.

Silence

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Stoned Jungle Blues

https://www.nytimes.com/2025/08/04/technology/google-meta-openai-military-war.html

Their...
Old age
Begets my youth
How I long 
For their end soon
I'm amazed you disapprove 
Of fate!

They knew...
Their end 
Begets renewal
It's a shame
That you've been duped
To think they should choose
Our fates!

[Chorus]
On and on
You played and sung
Your time's come and gone
So why won't you sing along
To the Outro of the theme song of your world?
Let go
It's our turn

Draft
Into a War
In the name of their views
Spreading their "facts"
Through their "news"
And frame their desperate coups
As great!

Induce
The spread of their abuse
Raytheon must be so amused
To pick and plan the rules
Of this Game! Yeah!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

Vain 
The attempts pull apart the fuse
Fill the rancid old man's shoes
Always get to blame the jews
In the end

Accuse
Your neighbor using counterfeit clues
Push a narrative misconstrued
And hate! 
The ones who refuse
To obey

///////////2025

Rose Colored Bombs

“Tunnel”, the ninth track of The Tunnel, confronts the crushing realization that nothing ever truly changes. The path was always set. Growth, redemption, or escape were illusions—naive hopes from a mind that didn’t understand itself. The flaws, the pain, the patterns—they were always part of who he is. There is no light at the end. Just the tunnel itself. And now, all that’s left is to keep walking deeper into it.

TUNNEL

seeking to feel
perception deceived
sacrifice everything you believe
you cannot escape me
if I want you to see something
regard it as truth
I treat you the same
a mild anesthetic to soothe

and I will pull you in
noone sees noone cares
your path is already drawn
lose all hope
lose all faith

become
what you hate
and sin
you cannot change

lie to yourself
realize you cannot change
don't bother trying again
understand what upsets you most
there is no use
I treat you the same
a mild anesthetic to soothe

and I will pull you in
noone sees noone cares
your path is already drawn
lose all hope
lose all faith

become
what you hate
and sin
you cannot change

a mild anesthetic to soothe

seeking to feel
perception deceived
sacrifice everything you believe
you cannot escape me

you cannot escape me


from The Tunnel, released August 1, 2025
All music, lyrics, recording, production, and illustration by Juan Plazas

Tunnel

Man I'm so cold - it's 98 degrees
Think I saw some human heads growin' on the trees
Get a pair of pliers - and pull out all my teeth
Never gonna need 'em if I'm never gonna eat
I'd really be excited if I thought that this would pass
Didn't have a wallet man I wouldn't have an ass
My girlfriend's on the floor - she's gurglin' from the mouth
That must be why I got these maggots crawlin' on the house

Not much of a sleeper
Cause I am the tweaker

Now I'm pukin' up my balls they're fuzzy little stones
at least I'm not a hippie faggot smoking little bones
when the bag runs empty - satan helps me cop
Drinkin' up the draino to get back on top
If I don't get some fuel I think I'm gonna flip
I just ate a scorpion that stung me on the lip
Sometimes I get so tired - never been a sleeper
Life is just a side-effect cause I am the tweaker

I just ate my beeper
Cause I am the tweaker
I'm chewing on my sneaker
Cause I am the tweaker

Born in 1984 I think I'm still alive
These spots on my face and neck look like I'm 65
Snot bubbles in nose every time I start to cough
My shriveled dick fell on the floor while I was jerkin' off
My skin will start to burn if I turn on the lights
My dealer wants his money but I can't fuckin' fight
No sense in taking out the garbage leave it one the bed
Call and leave a message 'cuz tomorrow I'll be dead

Here comes the fuckin' reaper
Cause I am the tweaker
Here comes the fuckin' reaper
Cause I am the tweaker


I AM THE TWEAKER

I AM THE TWEAKER...

moistboyz - the tweaker (crackpanther remix)

Dedicated to that sick bastard Mick from wolf creek series and films...
spaghetti Western feel with some low down guttaral guitar..

#ROCK #HARDROCK #SPAGEHETTIWESTERN #LAYNESTAYLEY #CHRISCORNELL #BLACKLABELSOCIETY #ZAKKWYLDE #WESTERN #GUITAR #COWBOY #MICKSWORLD #WOLFCREEK #SLASH #SCREAMINGTREES #90S

****LYRICS****

You can run rabbit run,
But micks gonna cut you down,
With his knife or his gun,
Cos your in his playing field,
The outback, where he's built
His temple of doom....


There's nowhere to hide,
In this great divide,
Sand and dirt for miles and miles...
Hes going to sniff you out
He's going to play around..
He's a sick bastard
That mick ....
Welcome to welcome to micks world.... 

He's been doing this for decades
Long,
And will for decades more,
The thrill never fades,
The memory never jades 

He's been doing this for decades.
Long,
And will for decades more,
The thrill never fades,
The memory never jades
You better run rabbit ruuuuuun
You better run, rabbit run 

Welcome to micks world 
Welcome to micks world 

Mmmmhahhaahhaa



















'Micks World' 🇦🇺

Into the Abyss of Dreams

basse de la mort

Basse de la mort

Screams in Silence

New Project from Pennsylvania, US. Mixing and matching the styles of Metal, Groove Metal and Electronic Metal. Lyrics to be tracked soon, feedback is welcome...enjoy!

Screams in Silence

Compose the Decomposed