The third track of a planned EP, for which the takes with the smallest amount of mistakes, recorded with cheap hardware, were edited to subpar perfection🤌. Or in other words - it's work in progress :). Also don't be surprised why it has such an open opening, it's supposed to be directly connected to the previous track on this hypothetical EP. Technically I could've done it differently but now it's too late.

It's a song dedicated to people that have thrown away their bitcoin wallet into the garbage where it lies deep down below used diapers, rotten food and Modern Talkings' "Best Of" CDs. RIP hundreds of precious billionaires, guess we have to worship the ones we already have.

E-Guitar, E-Bass, Vocals, Drum-"Programming", Composition, Lyrics, Production, basically everything by "Insignificant"
Motivation by "You"
Funding by the Tax Payer

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Lyrics:

"From down below

Where the rats sing and the walls scream
There is no light to shine upon my painting of you within my filth 

Why would anyone be in here

Where the roaches dance and the floor bends
Stench so unbearable after you've shown me what the world could mean to me

Why did it all have to change

I remember my precious silence   
Warm was the feeling to have no will, no dreams
I enjoyed my solitude
But now you gave me hope and it left me all alone down below

Where the maggots breed and the ceiling breathes
Long has it been I've seen the outside of my coffin and then you passed by me

Why have I followed you

What a strange and sickening feeling
Is this what it means to suffer and be alive
Hoped that it doesn't last forever
But still here you are and you force me to be gone from below

From down below
I'm still here down below"

3.Down Below [Alpha Demo Version]

This song, most of which that was actually composed an eternity ago, was finished and recorded in the current shape by me back in winter of 2024/2025. But as I very much don't like the current recording quality (especially the guitar tracks where I somehow did not realise that the battery of my guitar with active pickups was basically EMPTY, how ironic, causing unintentional distortion for the clean parts) and this is technically for my metal-band project "Whatever", I put this song aside. Now that I care less than ever before - here it is for everyone to enjoy :)!

It's a song about the amount of air within bags of chips (crisps for you british fellas) - technically nothing bad, as it's there to protect the chips from damage but still something that everybody complains about.

E-Guitar, E-Bass, Vocals, Drum-"Programming", Composition, Lyrics, Production, basically everything by "Insignificant"
Some sound effects by don't know who, they were free and under some "use however you like"-licence
Motivation by "You"
Funding by the Tax Payer

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Lyrics:

"Noise from down the street, whispers of delight
Never heard this song, at this time
At night my soul fills with warm filth falling from the lantern above

Screams from down the river, pull me back from light
Wish to sing this song, by myself
This night my soul fills with warm shit dripping from the edge of the moon

Cries from down the darkness, gives me strength to fight,
To become this song,  be alive
Tonight, my soul fills with warm rot and hide in the depth from the sunlight


Why do I stay here but to fight me
There is no one where I stand, nowhere where I am
Whatever might save this chance will roll the dice over again
Will I remember to realign this
Path to nowhere and return to the single
Point of no escape where it all started and ended


My god, sacred and divine,
Release this empty soul of mine
Thy heavens' chants, an angel's song
I heard this empty call begging me to come

My god, sacred and divine,
Release this empty soul of mine
Thy heavens' chants, rising from the dark
Foreseen the empty place,  I will go to the end of time"

Empty [Alpha Demo Version]

A song that was submitted sometime in May, I think, to some contest that I did not win. Kinda obvious if one listens to it, as I forgot that actual humans are supposed to hear it. 
I planned to improve specific parts of it after it lost to submit it here but had other things floating around my mind at that time so I postponed it for quite some time. This is STILL the unimproved version that I submitted but I don't care anymore - because I'm gonna rework it together with someone for a another music project of mine, so stay tuned (for a couple of years I guess). So here is the version beyond human comprehension to enjoy!

The song is about my unending love for Monsanto and anyone else following my dream to eradicate everyone loves.

E-Guitar, E-Bass, Vocals, Recorder, Drum-"Programming", Composition, Lyrics, Production, basically everything by "Insignificant"
Motivation by "You"
Funding by the Tax Payer

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Lyrics:

"Oh how spirits do the heavy lifting of all that's left of you my dear cradle from the past
All the places seen and they felt my presence, my mistrust
for the same few faces that have their gaze into my back
Buildings lay barren, all streets end in a wall of trees and grass   
 
Emptiness is filling my passion to leave fate behind
It'll pave the path towards the future with concrete and rust

Traditions have raised me, but now I am old
Family praised me, but all has been told
What to fight for - our hands are bound
To limits of failure that have been allowed 

But out of isolation we walk ahead, until all grass is dead

So sick of these fields being my view
The green is a thorn, my heart bleeds blue
Nothing fills this mind with joy 
But to know that this too will die and wither

My goodbyes to you, there is no more to gain
It's not even worth to remember your name
Into the unknown distance we tread, until all grass is dead
  
The smog shall be our breath 
The trash shall be our bread 
Once all grass is dead 

The masses shall be our soul
And you shall be nothing that's left
Once all grass is dead"

Until All Grass Is Dead [Alpha Demo Version]

The forth track of a planned EP that might exist in some alternative world. I have a specific transition between "Down Below" and this in mind but for that I would need to somehow acquire the rights for a famous movie to use two lines. Otherwise it would be kinda lame.
Also this is a reupload that has no ear deafening bass or at least less of it. It had no views anyway.  Might improve it again in case no one listens to it.

The song is about what happens if one tries to force a song to be part of a concept - there will be lots of forced passages, lyrics and god knows what. And there will be more of the same in the future...or will there be?

E-Guitar, E-Bass, Vocals, Drum-"Programming", Composition, Lyrics, Production, basically everything by "Insignificant"
Motivation by "You"
Funding by the Tax Payer

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Lyrics:

"All will be as set in stone
So told me
Who
Who told me

Who said things will go alright
Who thought this gold would be in sight
On this path lit up by stars that are the brightest
Still I stumbled into a pit, so tell me:

Whose fate is decided by chance
Whose luck has been set in advance
For it seems my world was consumed by hell's fire
And I wonder where its ashes went
Have they spread and fade
To never be found and saved
Or is there a chance they'll return

There will be wonderful times
There will be beautiful sights
What I have put up my whole life
Never to find, what always was here by my side

There will be no hate, there will be no waiting,
There will be no wasteful existence
For once one is united with the self from those dreams
Eternal bliss awaits

But there was no chance for a change
There was no point to advance
And there was an end to the line
And there was a bunch of wasted time"

4. There WIll Be [Alpha Demo Version]

This is a solo Singer-Songwriter project by someone that tries to find their way into the ocean, where we all end up when it's over.

4. There WIll Be [Alpha Demo Version]

Down Into The Ocean

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