Continuation Of The Dream CDA

Euclase

Where I got it from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKACUspriis

Fried By Fluoride - Lonely

Battlejuice x House Of Serpents - Derangement
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Derangement

Derangement - Battlejuice x House Of Serpents

Tame the Beast

"Whore", a song of sorrow and resentment. Anger driven by heavy distorted guitars, interlaced with sweet melody. FFO BMTH, Three Days Grace, Falling in Reverse, Linkin Park, Slipknot, Lil Peep etc.

Whore

A hauntcore confessional soaked in bardic strings, swancore tension, and trap-glitched drums over grief.
This track threads whispered memory loops, theatrical breakdowns, and emotionally recursive cadence.
If you’ve ever lied to protect someone—or yourself—this one’s for the mask you still wear.

Sounds like: cursed ballroom elegy meets math-rock séance at a club you want to leave. 
Themes: performative identity · trauma theater · memory distortion · recursive love

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🧠 Lyrics below | Full album: MEN1NDIR37IGHTS


[Intro ]
"I said I’m fine—
You heard that line."

[Verse 1]

Everything I said
was true—
just not to you.

Can’t lie.
I’m fine.
Rather soothe the feud.

You’re still the muse
I spoon-feed my blues,
a croon you never tuned—
but proofed my wounds.

Truths like screws,
tightening, tightening—
like laces on your boots.

Always untied.
Always.
Futile.
Clues left on snooze.

I’m a hue of doom
that ghouls in the mood
you entombed—
cursed ballroom.

You forgot, didn’t you?
Or maybe
you’re enjoying
the view.

I never said your name—
the mirror just etched it
in steam.

What fades is safe.
Right?
I see dead people
scream
in ghosted dreams.

You call me cruel.
I call it
clean.
Just trying
to stay
detergent-mean.

Omission’s a bleach—
on a new T,
or in what might’ve been
a dream.

All the locks had kneel change.
But still—
I can’t peak
my key.

My prestige?
Escape one lake
just to sail
the shielded sea.

Each leaf sees me—
reach.
Weave.
Seize.
Freeze screams.

I sent smoke signals
in curses,
wrapped in cursive—
then applied heat.
Melted grief.

[Bridge]

If there’s mercy,
the nurse missed my room.
Or maybe—
you love a costume.

A character,
well-plotted and groomed.

Do you love the act?
Or the bow
in the darkroom's bloom?

[Chorus]

I said I’m fine—
You heard that line.
We harmonize
our lies, our lies.

It’s just a loop
to bribe the meter of time.
I lost the plot—
for a quarter
you’ll help me remind.

Don’t say my name—
I don’t know it anyway.
Come back later.
I’m trying to forget
today.

[Verse 2]

Lit lit the wax
and wic—
drip and split,
left humming
a mumbled speech.

I break bread
with my shadow,
just to sharpen
the dull of the gloom.

Fed rumors
of communion,
or confession—
same locked room.

Never could sing.
Never had a voice—
unless it was
the booze.

Cruise juice.
Fruit loops.
Deluge.
Your flu mule.
Your jewel blooms.
I smooch rude moods.

You
jump from a window
to a waiting horse.
I—
coffin on the burning roof.

You dressed to impress
upon the wake.
I dressed my best—
unable to move.

You see broken things,
then tilt your eyes
just so—
I know my cue.

You, addiction brewed for two.
Me, an addict
forever chasing
a who.

A mouse in an open field—
set upon
by two bright lies
under a moon.

The word of prey
perched on my corpse—
and I saw
our lune.

Obvious now—
to you,
to the body,
to all in the room.

You can’t see
you’re in a maze
if the one you follow
circles you.

So,
I took what was left—
painted the wall
in hues:

Blue for been there.
Red for never again.
Green—
for what might’ve been true.

I was just another actor
you led onstage—
tragic comedy
of the fool.

[Bridge]

If there’s mercy,
the nurse missed my room.
Or maybe—
you love a costume.

Plot the part.
Rehearse.
Groom.

Is it the act you love—
or the bow
in a spotlit gloom?

[Final Chorus]

I said I’m fine—
You heard that line.
We harmonize
our lies, our lies.

It’s just a loop
to bribe the meter of time.
I lost the plot—
for a quarter
you’ll help me remind.

Don’t say my name—
I don’t know it anyway.
Come back later.
I’m trying to forget
today.

Masquerade, Masks, and Maids

Static Crush

Catch this on YouTube!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q69lBprgBAI

My interpretation of what would be Scalebearer's (Quake Champions) theme track! I was kind of envisioning how fighting game characters have their tracks that play while I made this. Really wanted this one to sound like you're SLAMMING into something. ;)

Bull Rush

Catch it on YouTube!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M_nsAeJIpDc

My interpretation of what would be Galena's (Quake Champions) theme song! I was kind of envisioning how fighting game characters have their tracks that play while I made this. As an Unholy Paladin, I felt that Galena needed two things, a gothic vibe and orchestral black metal. Right? The beginning of the song is a little nod to Parallel Dimensions off of the Quake 1 OST by Trent Reznor and using piano to set the sort of set the orchestral tone that I would be pursuing with the track. In my head, I was trying to mix Opeth, Dimmu Borgir, Nine Inch Nails, and Gojira while maintaining the Industrial Metal style I've established with the previous tracks, super challenging but really fun. Had to get some double bass and blast beats out of my system at some point. ;)

Static Crush

Aaron