ANGELS CALLING

Dead_Alive

Tongue Tied

Rain Paris - Die With A Smile

Darkside

Darkside (feat. Dead On A Sunday)

Produced by Mark Xenophontos 

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos

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Summer is hard and full of temptation
A season where the haves have it better than ever
A season where the lonely break into pieces
I can't deal with it, seeing her just tears me apart
She's laughing in the sun with someone new
While I'm watching from the shadows, nothing I can do

Out of my depth and out of my reach
Gave up on the swiping, but I don't care
But I'd rather die alone than be another number in a vicious cycle
I choose my suffering over being a number

It's a mess
Ten years on the screen and the story is always the same
There's always another option
There's always something better in their eyes
That's the illusion of choice
The illusion of death

Years of swiping, years of hope
Years of messages that helped me cope
Until the silence came, until they disappeared
Into someone else's bed, someone else's dreams
The pattern never breaks, it just repeats
Another face, another ghost, another heart that beats
For anyone but me

It's a mess
Ten years on those things and the story is always the same
There's always another option
There's always something better in their eyes
That's the illusion of choice
The illusion of death

The ones at the top of the pyramid will always get it good
At the expense of what?
All those begging for a chance
They get the matches, we get the silence
They get the dates, we get the violence
It's a sick world
Built on our loneliness

God save me from myself
Save me from the temptation
Save me from the pain
I'm praying for a way out
If there's a way
God save me from myself
Save me from the summer
Save me

It's a mess
Ten years on those things and the story is always the same
There's always another option
There's always something better in their eyes
That's the illusion of choice
The illusion of death
When nothing's ever enough

Bring on the summer time
Bring on the summer time
Bring on the heat that burns
Bring on the truth that hurts
Bring on the summer time
I'll face it alone
Bring on the summer time
I choose my suffering

Illusion of Death

Say It Again (feat. The Rasmus)

A Call to Trust

Conquer (feat. Josh Mowery of Catch Your Breath)

THE ENDLESS CHAPTER UNFOLDS. www.wearetheempty.com

Why do I bleed this way?

[Verse 1 – Rap]
Crack in the mirror, sugar cube grin, chewing on echoes of voices within. Bit the handle of a door that won’t spin; thoughts chase tails like a cycle of sin. Dial tone lullabies, static in bloom; baptized myself in a feedback tomb. Paranoia stitched to the edge of my skin; I blink in Morse when the lights begin. I said “God is a vending machine,” but the snacks had teeth and the soda was mean. My shadow tap dances in chalk outlines, etches my name in melting spines. Eyeballs roll like dice in the drain; house always wins when you're betting on pain. I scream in braille, I breathe in code, I spit out teeth like a barcode load. There's a choir of knives inside my throat, singing regrets in a minor note. Every prayer’s a glitch in the feed; I chew on hope just to watch it bleed.

[Verse 2 – Rap]
I kissed the socket and swallowed light, now I hiccup volts in the middle of the night. My bones type essays in ultraviolet ink, and my skin forgets how to think. I heard the devil through a rotary phone; he coughed out secrets in a dial tone. My blood runs sideways, my tongue speaks ash, I laugh in static and puke in flash. I painted my name in a stranger’s scream, mailed my soul to a vending machine. Every tooth has a barcode etched; each blink rewinds what logic stretched. I built a throne out of unspoken dread, crowned it with pills and things I never said. My breath is Morse, my pulse is broke, I dream in patterns that smell like smoke.

[Chorus]
I can't stop the gnaw; it's chewing my skull
Brain on a leash, but the leash won't pull
No god, no calm, just static and curse
When the world goes mad, my brain eats me first
Tear at the wires, suck on the screen
I bleed in binary, I sleep in machine
Rip out my tongue, let the demons rehearse
When the world goes mad, my brain eats me first

[Verse 3 – Rap]
VCR dreams on repeat in my teeth; I spit out tapes that forgot how to speak. Duct tape halo, grin with a twitch; I iron my thoughts with a neural glitch. My head is a fridge full of static and meat; I chew on wires to feel complete. Confessions whispered in coffee foam; my mouth just echoes an old dial tone. I carved my thoughts on a microwave plate, nuked them twice, then served them to fate. I drown in clocks that scream like birds, and bleed in fonts that stutter words. I mailed my brain to an empty street; it came back scribbled in warped drum beats. I lost my name in a scream I bit; stitched it back with counterfeit wit.

[Bridge]
I tried to stitch the silence closed, but it laughed through every thread.
I fed my fears to mirrors and they starved me out instead.
My pulse rewinds when I speak too loud; my thoughts have teeth, they hiss and crowd.
Every calm is camouflage,  the storm just wore a softer sound.

[Breakdown]
Rip out my spine and braid it with lies!
Slam my head ‘til the static replies!
I licked the floor just to taste control,
But the floor bit back and swallowed me whole!
Claw through my ribs and eat what's left,
I’m the sermon, the scream, the knife, the theft!
No more metaphors, no more breath,
Just a twitching pulse that dreams of death!

[Chorus]
I can't stop the gnaw; it's chewing my skull
Brain on a leash, but the leash won't pull
No god, no calm, just static and curse
When the world goes mad, my brain eats me first
Tear at the wires, suck on the screen
I bleed in binary, I sleep in machine
Rip out my tongue, let the demons rehearse
When the world goes mad, my brain eats me first

[Outro]
I made a home in the noise
And the noise made a meal of me

My Brain Eats At Me ft. SaxFromJax

Produced by Mark Xenophontos 

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos 

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Rub your hands together, feel the static rise
Cast your spell on broken dreams and alibis  
With your wicked ways, you're digging deeper down
Trading everything to wear that golden crown

Don't blink twice, don't look right
Something's coming in the night
Everything you built will wash away

A chariot on fire, burning through the power lines
You'll run away scared when you read between the signs
To the Babylon tower where the broken angels fall
Where your kingdom crumbles and you lose it all

In the neon glow where devils make their deals
Pretty faces hiding how the darkness feels
Built your empire on a foundation made of lies
Now you're staring at the fire in the skies

Don't blink twice, don't look right
Something's coming in the night
Everything you built will wash away

A chariot on fire, burning through the power lines
You'll run away scared when you read between the signs
To the Babylon tower where the broken angels fall
Where your kingdom crumbles and you lose it all

Here today, gone tomorrow
Time to burn it all down
Watch your kingdom die

A chariot on fire, tearing through your house of cards
To the Babylon tower where your empire turns to ash
A chariot on fire, coming for your soul tonight
Your kingdom's burning down, you lose it all

There's still time for redemption
Choose your side before it's gone

Babylon

Hi there!

I make music sometimes. I'm in a creative rut right now so there won't be any music for a very long time, but I'm looking forward to change that.

That message was 7 years ago... I haven't touched music in 7 years, brother... but now, I have two albums on Spotify, a Trilogy demo, and a third and final album in the works. It's crazy when creativity hits you. 

I love making music, and I'm only here for the music aspect. If I somehow get famous out of it, that would be cool; if not, I'm okay with it.

I don't need your ridiculous marketing stuff. I'm good, really.

My Brain Eats At Me ft. SaxFromJax

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