Falling In Again

About "Shadows of Silence"
Silence is a weapon. This is the sound of it backfiring.

"Shadows of Silence" was not written; it was forged out of necessity. It is a direct response to the creeping chill of censorship, the hypocrisy of a two-tiered media narrative, and the corporate-approved consensus that now masquerades as public opinion. This track is a line in the sand against the digital book burning and the slow, quiet erasure of inconvenient truths.

The song tells two stories, not as isolated incidents, but as archetypes of our time. First, the truth-teller silenced by the mob and their corporate enablers ("In Charlie Kirk's Name"). Second, the forgotten victim whose tragedy doesn't fit the preferred narrative (Iryna's story). These are the shadows—the censored voices and the ignored lives that the establishment wishes you would forget.

We didn't need a ballad; we needed a battering ram. The sonic architecture of the track—a furious, syncopated fusion of hard rock and alternative metal—is intentional. It’s the sound of frustration given a voice, of apathy being burned away by raw, defiant energy. The tension in the verses mirrors the simmering anger of the unheard, and the explosive, anthemic chorus is the cathartic release we are all denied.

This track is a rallying cry for the politically homeless, the silenced majority, and anyone with a moral compass that still points true. It’s a challenge to the gatekeepers and a reminder that truth doesn't need permission to be spoken.

Play it loud. The shadows hate the light.

(Verse 1)
In the land of the free, where voices once rang, 
They silenced a man with a bullet's cruel bang. 
Charlie Kirk spoke truth, but the mob cheered his fall, 
Indoctrinated hearts, no mercy at all. 
Like Rome's leaden plates poisoning minds from within, 
They celebrate death when opinions don't win. 
Amazon's gatekeepers axed the track, 
"In Charlie Kirk's Name"—called it wack!. 
Free speech on the pyre, burned by corporate might, 
While the powerful hide in the dead of the night.

(Chorus) 
Wake up from the circus, the bread's turning stale, 
Megacorps are feasting while our freedoms fail. 
A.I. steals the jobs, leaves us footing the bill, 
But we'll band together, shine light on the hill. 
No more apathy, no more turning away.
Release the Epstein list, bring back the day. 
From riots unspoken to voices suppressed, 
It's time to fight back, put decency to the test.

(Verse 2) 
Iryna fled war, sought safety ashore, 
But on a Charlotte train, fate closed the door. 
Stabbed in the shadows, no help from the crowd, 
She collapsed all alone, her cries not allowed. 
Where are the riots, the headlines that scream? 
For George Floyd they burned, but for her, just a dream. 
If races were flipped, the MSM would ignite, 
But white refugee blood fades out of sight. 
Peaceful protests whisper, ignored by the press, 
While lockdowns and layoffs sparked the hot mess.

(Bridge) 
It's not about money, we've got truth on our side, 
Respect and decorum, let justice be our guide. 
Corrupt politicians, hiding in plain view, 
Get 'em out of office, start something new. 
From Epstein's dark web to the A.I. machine, 
Raping the land, turning hope to a screen. 
We're in the empire's twilight, dry as a bone, 
But united we'll rise, no longer alone.

(Chorus)
Wake up from the circus, the bread's turning stale, 
Megacorps are feasting while our freedoms fail. 
A.I. steals the jobs, leaves us footing the bill, 
But we'll band together, shine light on the hill. 
No more apathy, no more turning away— 
Release the Epstein list, bring back the day. 
From riots unspoken to voices suppressed, 
It's time to fight back, put decency to the test.

(Outro) 
So here's to the fallen, Charlie and Iryna's light, 
We'll sing through the censorship, into the fight. 
No more killing dissent, no more biased divide—
Get off the couch, let the moral compass guide.

(End )



Shadows of Silence

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This is not just an album. This is a 14-track, cinematic metal manifesto.

This is the founding statement of VenoxX Productions.

"The Exodus" is the story of a rebellion—a movement built from the ground up to challenge a system built on silence. It's the sound of "Surge To Hope's" journey and "No Mercy's" grit, forged into a declaration of war. We are the underground, building our own world.

This is the sound of #creativefreedom.

To my followers here on SoundCloud: You are the heart of this movement. You've been here from day one, and you're the first to hear the full vision. Thank you for your support.

The "Exodus" is now live on all platforms. Join the uprising.

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“The Hidden Empire” is the moment the curtain finally falls.
The Seeker has seen through every illusion — the propaganda, the false gods, the architects of control — and now discovers the empire that has ruled unseen from the shadows.
It’s the truth behind civilization itself: a system built to harvest belief, obedience, and time.
This track marks the turning point of the album — the awakening becomes rebellion.
The world built on deception begins to fracture as light and noise collide.
Sonically, “The Hidden Empire” fuses Dream Theater’s grandeur with TesseracT’s precision, layering mechanical polyrhythms with orchestral and electronic textures.
It’s dark, powerful, and immersive — the sound of awakening within the machine.
🔥 Genre: Progressive Metal / Cinematic Djent
🎧 Theme: Revelation, Control, Rebellion, Truth
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The world beneath the world you see.”

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SERAPH WITH RUSTED WINGS

I hear the cracking of my past beneath Your breath…
Counting every scar I carved inside my chest…
Silence
Break me…
Heal me…
Tear the shadows off my name…

Drag me through the wreckage of the man I used to be,
All my fading nightmares screaming, clawing back at me.
I was drowning in the panic, in the venom I believed,
But You split the dark wide open so these lungs could finally breathe.

My fear was a kingdom built on lies I called my throne,
I fed the serpent every failure just to feel less alone.
But You tore apart the cycle, You invaded all my shame,
Burned the chains that made me hollow, resurrected what remained.

I can hear Your voice in the trembling of the walls…
Calling out my soul when I’m too scared to even crawl…
If I fall again
Don’t let me disappear in the void I made…

Light me with Your holy fire,
Burn the poison from my veins.
I was broken, but You wired
Strength inside my deepest pain.
Raise me higher, Savior, higher
Through the torment, through the trial.
By Your fire—holy fire
I’m alive within the wild.

I hear the echoes of the sins that I confessed too late,
Dripping like a warning from the teeth of my mistakes.
The darkness used to comfort me, it wrapped around my skin
A quiet, toxic cradle where my ruin settled in.

But You pulled me from the spiral where my thoughts would suffocate,
Crushed the whispers of the enemy who swore it was my fate.
Now I’m staring at the ruins of the lies I used to trust,
And I see Your hands rebuilding what I left inside the dust.

I can’t run from what I’ve been.

You erase the guilt within.

Pull me out, tear through my sin
Let Your fire break me in.

When the nightmares drag me under,
And my pulse begins to stray…
You ignite a spark of thunder,
Driving all the dark away…

Light me with Your holy fire,
Burn the poison from my veins.
I was broken, but You wired
Strength inside my deepest pain.
Raise me higher, Savior, higher
Through the torment, through the trial.
By Your fire—holy fire
I’m alive within the wild.

I surrender every wound I used to hide…
Every memory that clawed me from inside…
Let it die
Let it die
Let Your resurrection tear the veil of all my pride…

Rise…
Rise…
I can hear the heavens calling me to rise…

Rip the shadows from my spine.

Turn the horror into signs.

Let the ashes realign
Make this fractured heart divine.

Light me with Your holy fire,
Burn the poison from my veins.
I was broken, but You wired
Strength inside my deepest pain.
Raise me higher, Savior, higher
Through the torment, through the trial.
By Your fire—holy fire
I am Yours beyond the wild.

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