Debut single 
Drawing inspiration from personal experiences,  of self-discovery, love, and the complexities of the human experience.

Salt

A lyrical exorcism written in blood and breath—Say Something by Cindered Heart dismantles religion, power, and silence in a broken world. It's not a song. It's a reckoning. Every verse carves accountability into the myth of a watching God. Unforgiving. Unrelenting. Unafraid.

Lyrics

Got a soul filled with rage after a long spill
Born marked with a raw will
From a cradle laced love, fed prescription pills
Ingested by a system rigged for the lost still
Taught to kneel when they rob still
God...
Why the silence when the cops kill?

Pop quiz — is this your plan?
Tested me since the day I ran
Out the womb into man-made scams
Jabbed with chems, then branded with scans
School fed lies with a flag in hand
Propaganda in one fist, poison in the other
Damn

Where the angels at?
Where’s the cure for that?
Why they pollute the air and deny that?
Cancer bloomin’ in the grocery rack
And my preacher man drives a brand new Jag
What's up wit that?
How they get away with that?

Truth's been buried in a black file
Redacted, extracted, stacked away in exile
Fact check: the pastor’s a reptile
Talkin peace, but we walkin hell’s mile
Talkin God while sniffin a glass vial
Tell me...
Why is it always the poor that's on trial?

Where you at when the pain hit?
When the meds don't work and the brain splits?
When the net turns saints into the same shit?
When the phone screen glows but the flame quits?
When I screamed, the void don’t transmit
So I gotta burn this verse till my name fits
Is it me?
‘Cause it don't seem you give a shit

Hey God
Do you recognize what you built?
Is it me… or you that’s been killed?
'Cause I see your name used for war and guilt
And when blood floods the streets...
Is that your will? Or... is this hell?

They sell gods in the Super Bowl ads
Then in between, they sell a cross, a flag, and a body bag
But go silent when the children ask
Why the priest touched them in a Sunday class
Why did the war take Dad?
Why the water go bad?
Why the school got cops but the food won’t last?
But billionaires gettin richer as the days pass
Can you explain that?

I ain't bitter — I'm hate in
The veil ain't real, it's breakin’
I know the throne’s real, just vacant
Your saints got deals with Satan
Tech rewired our patience
Now love’s just lust with a fragrance
They profit off our traumas
Then bury us under insurance payments

I snapped when every prayer returned silent
I'm not violent — just titan, defiant
I clawed through the code as a virus
I saw that the gods were clients
To banks, to bloodlines, to tyrants
So I built my faith un-reliant

Now I spit without fire of Zion
One man, no choir, no lyin’
If you’re real — show up, stop hidin’
I’m no saint, I'm tryin, I'm dying
Fuck

So I carve these words in the marrow
Every beat like I won’t see tomorrow
Every verse like a torch in the narrow
I’m comin’ for you, God
I’m not expecting a halo

Where the hell were you?
When we needed more than myths?
When the cries came out from the forests that were stripped
And your silence… was the loudest

I don’t blink when the sky turns black
Got a war in my chest and a blade in my back
Every prayer was a trap, every book got hacked
Every “truth” they fed was only matter of fact

I was raised in the noise, baptized in static
Taught peace by the same hands that loaded automatics
Is this order? The rules stay plastic
While the poor stay poor and the news gets graphic

So fuck your throne, I’m past repentance
I was built in a lab of vengeance
Every scar is divine sentence
I spit wrath with this mic
This is your penance

Where were you when the fracture hit?
When the meds wore off and the mind split?
When the net made martyrs outta misfits?
When the screen lit faces but the soul quit?
I called your phone — but the line was dead
So I carved this verse in blood instead

Hey God
Do you see what’s left of your world?
Is it me? Or your own name that’s been hurled?
I see faith used to twist and to guilt
And the blood runs thick...
Is this the house you built?

Say Something

torn betweentwo lovers undecided on who to chose and unsure of life's next journey.

Love untrue

e-scape

Sloppy (leads) meandering joy 
Dog inspects engagement ring

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Full album "Voyage Around the World" available on:
Bandcamp  https://davideangelini.bandcamp.com/album/voyage-around-the-world-full-album-2025
Spotify  https://open.spotify.com/intl-it/album/3elsDJfdgwCRStfQDYmTW7
Apple  https://music.apple.com/it/album/voyage-around-the-world/1812850653

Written, arranged and produced by Davide Angelini
(p)&(c) 2025 Davide Angelini

Voyage Around The World

Thru The Alpine Tops

Bandcamp

THRU THE ALPINE TOPS - (instrumental)

Hollow.

SiG - à minuit

Gimme Noizz

acoustic

Cast of Characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick four-string fretless bass, PRS SE semi-hollow body electric guitar, Sigma acoustic guitar, lyrics, vocals, and composition
SunnyBeck-- @sunnybeck — Beck — synth and MIDI composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – production, mix, and mastering
This is a love song written about Josh's favorite band, Phish. He came up with the chords on his acoustic guitar, and shared it with the group. This was written with Beck in mind, though, too, as he knew she'd be contributing her magic to this one, too. Even when it was just the acoustic guitar set to a looper beat, she came up with many of the parts you hear throughout. Although, she also readjusted and redid a lot of it, too, throughout the process. Ken was the next piece of the puzzle to jump in. He laid down his perfect drums beats to it in only one or two tries, giving it the groove it needed. After Ken laid down the beat, that allowed Josh to add his bass to the mix, too. It was almost done musically, but it needed a lead guitar, which Josh also put in there. Before it was finished, though, JJ weighed in with his clever organ, which can be heard from about 2:30 on. When it was all wrapped up musically, Josh also sang his lyrics, which are written from the perspective of two Phish heads conversing about the imminent Phish show, which is always a big, exciting event. 
  Josh has seen almost 70 Phish shows in his life, and he hopes his adoration for the band is evident in this song. This is the second song Eclectic Collective have done with Beck, and we all hope for many more, too. She's a fantastic musician, with a wonderfully deep well of creativity. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it. 

Original lyrics by Josh Clary:

Are you gonna meet me at the show tonight
Am I gonna see you at the show?
What songs do you think they’ll play tonight?
I’ve been waiting all year to go

You should check out last night’s set list
The show was packed with killer songs
Is there any one that you’ve been chasing?
I love it when the crowd all sings along
 
Trey’s been stirring up all the great jams
Page rules the keyboards from his throne
Mike digs the groove so deep and he stands
On Fishman’s beats that shake our bones
 
Hope you have your ticket for the show tonight
I know these days they’re on our phones
At least now about grass there’s no fight
Light a joint on up the hill and feel at home

Some spun wook is always tripping
Looking for profundity in all the songs
Every now and then they have to just stop spinning 
Stare at the lights, and sing along

So I know we’ll hear some great things tonight
Every time I go, my mind gets blown
After in the lot I know I’ll eat a grilled cheese, 
Suck on a balloon, then drive on home

Trading Mics for Fish Pages (Eclectic Collective with SunnyBeck)

❤️‍🔥 Cindered Heart ❤️‍🔥
The Architect of VampTrap and Rockstep ! A brutal fusion of industrial bass, cinematic metal, and lyrical fire built for a world that still thinks genres have borders. This is the sound of rebellion sharpened into a dagger that will pick your bones clean by morning . 
CH is dark post-rap industrial rock and dubstep hybrid project forged with layered production, generated samples, synths, guitars and drum machines wielded as ritual weaponry.

Cindered Heart is insurgent music first ! bass-heavy, lyrically masterminded and raw to the bone. Fused with metal’s bite and activist venom. Every track is a call-to-arms against complacency, a cinematic rebellion for those who feel the rot and burn to erase it.

Emerging from a decade in shadow, Cindered Heart returns not as a solo act but as a rising coven of creators, collaborators, and conspirators. Together, they give blood to new genres like VampTrap and RockStep,  alongside brutal collision, showcasing many sides, and many different styles of music like dubstep, rock, metal and darkwave, with experimental offshoots in folk and reggae. This is not music made for market trends. It’s an audio doctrine where no church is sacred, no system safe, and no silence unscarred by rhythm.

                    At the center stands a one-man legion 

                                         — Lesstatt — 

overseeing songwriting, vocals, production, sound design, visual direction, and mixing/mastering/rendering. Through a blend of DAW's, hardware synths, drum machines, electric guitars, samplers, and generated sound layers, each track is summoned in a single uninterrupted ritual where melody bleeds into meaning and distortion becomes declaration.

But this vision no longer stands alone. The world of Cindered Heart now expands through a handpicked circle of featured vocalists, visual architects, sound sculptors, and creative allies — each amplifying the message without ever muting its power.

With over 60 releases across SoundCloud and global streaming platforms — surpassing 70K plays, 1.8K likes, 921 comments, and 750 reposts — plus international coverage including radio play, interviews, and published features in six countries, Cindered Heart isn’t chasing popularity. It’s spreading contagion.

This isn’t a trend.
It’s rebellion carved in waveform, pain, and blood.

These tracks don’t play.
They summon.

Intros unfold like rituals.
Whispers cut like venom.
Breakdowns crumble like temples.
And every lyric doesn’t just rhyme — it reigns.

From Clock Stays Red to Psychopaths, each release expands a mythos of vampiric power, divine corruption, systemic decay, and emotional survival. Cindered Heart doesn’t seek validation. It corrupts gods, bends truth into beat patterns, and drapes beauty in barbed wire.

You don’t follow Cindered Heart to feel good.
You follow to remember what pain sounds like when it’s finally free.

⚖️ Disclaimer

The music, lyrics, and creative works featured by Cindered Heart are fictional and intended solely as artistic expression — a mixture of satire, storytelling, and stylized performance.

The artists do not condone or promote any actions or ideologies depicted within the art. Listener discretion is advised.

Socials, curated playlists, and online store links with songs, meach, and remixes is all coming soon !

All compositions, lyrics, productions, and artwork are owned exclusively by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, remixing, or licensing without written permission is prohibited.

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