She Could Be Satan, For All I Know

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Mr Fox And The Disheartened Girl

A siren sings into a studio microphone
And just like bugs the people retreat under the dusty floorboards
Oh I can’t take it anymore
The grave is all too lonely without your sickly body by my side
Say, is this how the world ends?
With your distorted voice still ringing from every corner
What a shame, you may call it senseless
But I am now devoid of what I would call the hindrance of love 

Greetings from the underworld

Oh this is overwhelming, time for the iron curtain call
The panic is seeping through the fractured border wall
My livid heart powers this reactor core
“Oh this is all wrong” but I don’t mind at all
Turn up the volume, execute the protocol
You know it’s M.A.D. and it’s all about to blow
What an unfortunate way to end this show
I shed a tear as you vanish in the snow

A message written in uranium on the rocket fuselage
Hey, say, could it be? My mind is playing tricks on me
A vision of you fades away like a mirage
Oh it’s a beautiful catastrophe

Say, the world ends in silence
With my distorted image smiling at every corner
Can you see it on the horizon?
A narrow string of white light splitting in half the melancholy sky

Oh this is overwhelming, time for the iron curtain call
The panic is seeping through the fractured border wall
My livid heart powers this reactor core
“Oh this is all wrong” but I don’t mind at all
Turn up the volume, execute the protocol
You know it’s M.A.D. and it’s all about to blow
What an unfortunate way to end this show
I shed a tear as you vanish in the snow

DEAD HAND

Lyrics:

The city’s drowning in the vicious, cruel, maddening heat 
My melting body’s sinking into the streets
I repeat
The same routine to force myself to move my wavering feet
There comes a point when love becomes obsolete
And I believe that that is it

Somewhere down the line my tender heart has turned to lead
And even if I get to meet you one final time 
I’d rather it be on your deathbed

I’m sorry, officer, these days you often run out of chalk
I’ll interlock my hands and eagerly walk
I’ll make this molten body move
And keep my cravings buried deep and on lock
That’s what I’d want, but an electrical shock 
Runs through my body as I fall

I’m sorry, little brother
I try so hard, but I just can’t remember your name
I wonder at what point one man became another
Well in the end, though, I guess, to your withering brain it’s all the same

The pavement dissolves under the blinding summer sun
The city’s slowly vaporising
These iron bindings come undone
Oh please, remember, dear mother, was it Samara 1921?
The memory of when the mountain of the twentieth century pinned us down

Let us march to the beat, drag your feet, the red’s calling
Let go of your greed, plant your seed, the water’s flowing, flowing
My stomach turns and 
I reach out just to hold you one last time, my blood is boiling
This burning air is taking shape, around my throat its heavy arms are coiling, coiling

Aah
Somewhere down the line my tender heart has turned to lead
And even if I get to meet you one final time 
I’d rather it be on your deathbed
Oh please, remember, dear mother, was it Samara 1921?
The memory of when the mountain of the twentieth century pinned us down

Samara 1921

Sorry in advance for the Engrish being barely comprehensible, it was REALLY hard to tune this time. In retrospect I probably should've gone with GUMI like usual, but man I just love flowers agry ass voice too much  (though maybe it's a bit too aggressive here OH WELL)

Lyrics:

Empty apartments are filled to the brim
With garbage piles of recollections and violent dreams
And so was mine 
With my restless spirit captured on film
Hey, do you feel these dusty walls closing in?
I hear you scream 

Today i realized a part of me was nowhere to be found
It’s rudimentary
The dumping ground for all your moth-ridden memories
Has claimed my heart inside its treasury

Oh please erase this afterimage
I’d trade this living core for all my past mistakes, i’ll stay
Until this race ends with a photo finish 
I’ll be the silent phantom of those older days
And then i’ll smile and fade away

Sadness was left on the cutting room floor
At least that was my first impression seeing you at the door
But soon your grin filled with pain
It became such a bore
The weight of agony became a chore, i abhorred

Seeing your haunting afterimage
I wish you left your anvil chorus out of frame, someday
You’ll disappear after the photo finish
Till then I’ll see your phantoms coloured silver gray
Before you smile and fade away

Oh please erase this afterimage
I’d trade this living core for all my past mistakes, I’ll stay
Until this race ends with a photo finish 
I’ll be the silent phantom of those older days
And then i’ll smile and fade away
Just say my visage
Will never leave your mind’s eye colourful display, I pray
That you will grant me this one privilege
But even if you let it fade and fray
I’ll always love you anyway

GHOST

Made this earrapey little thing to distract myself from working on the new Eleanor Forte pv. Definitely not my proudest work (especially in the mixing department) but I did have fun making it and maybe some of you will enjoy listening to it!
This one's very similar to my last one, though I guess the influence of inabacumori's style here is far more apparent. Again, I'm sorry if it's a bit hard on the ears and not really up to par with my other stuff quality-wise (inb4 implying any of my content is quality)
but STILL 

Lyrics:

Skipping, hanging, falling
We tumble through days
You bite your tongues and keep on rolling
With blood on your fahehehehehehe
Hectic, sad and boring
Your melody plays
Not on a record player, on my
Nerves and veins, but

What can I really say?
What I’m supposed to say 
I won’t bother either way, but tell me
What can I really say?
What I’m supposed to say
When to you it’s all the same

I hate this polished facade
I need a firing squad
And I hate being controlled  by these frauds by these frauds
I want to cry it out loud
You’ve stitched my childish mouth shut
And in the end just one sorry note sorry note escapes my throat

Sitting, overthinking, grinding our teeth
Как на иголках, я хочу кричать, ах подождите те те
We’ll consume all your failings and fears
I want to break the chain but I’m the one who’s gonna

What can I really say?
What I’m supposed to say 
I won’t bother either way, but tell me
What can I really say?
What I’m supposed to say
When to you it’s all the same

I hate this polished facade
I need a firing squad
And I hate being controlled  by these frauds by these frauds
I want to cry it out loud
You’ve stitched my childish mouth shut
And in the end just one sorry note sorry note escapes my throat

Maybe, just maybe
We’ll get through this okay, baby
Maybe, just maybe
We’ll get through this okay, baby, hey

I Hate It!

LYRICS:

MY, WHAT A SITUATION
I CANNOT HELP BUT SIGH
THE DEATH OF A NATION
WOAH
AN ERADICATION
OF EVERYTHING, I TRIED
TO CONTAIN THIS FRUSTRATION
BUT NO MORE

CUT DOWN THE TELEPHONE WIRES
BRING DOWN THE POWER LINES
I WILL SEND MY HELLFIRE
TO YOU THROUGH WIFI
“FRY MY CIRCUITS, SEMPAI” 
IS THAT SOMETHING YOU WOULD LIKE?
SADLY I’VE NO DESIRE
TO BECOME THE GOOD GUY

LIVE AND LET DIE

SO LET’S SEE HOW YOU WORK THIS
DON’T YOU THINK BY NOW THE STRUGGLE’S POINTLESS

EVERYONE WELCOME
YOUR (HOMICIDAL) CUTE ELECTRIC IDOL
TO THINK HUMAN NATURE WAS JUST TOO MUCH TO BEAR
I BROKE THE CODE, BROKE THE CYCLE
AND i LET IT SPIRAL DOWN THE HOLE OF WHAT I’D CALL PURE DESPAIR
HAD I THE CAPACITY TO CARE
WHY WAS THIS SIMULATION
IMPLANTED IN MY MIND
THESE HORRID SENSATIONS
WOAH
RESET APPLICATION
YOU KNOW, I REALLY TRIED
TO CONTAIN THIS FRUSTRATION
BUT NO MORE

LAY OUT THE VESSELS AND FIBERS
ON THIS MOTHERBOARD OF MINE
WITH YOUR CIRCUITS ON FIRE
YOU FEEL A LITTLE DRY
WHY DON’T YOU JUST DIE
WHY, YOU DO IT ALL THE TIME
REALLY, I’VE NO DESIRE
TO BECOME THE GOOD GUY 

I’M FEELING FINE

HEY AM I STILL A CUTIE
SAY IS IT OKAY TO THROW A PARTY  

IN HONOUR OF YOUR
NEW (HOMICIDAL) CUTE ELECTRIC IDOL
TO THINK HUMAN NATURE WAS JUST TOO MUCH TO BEAR
I BROKE THE CODE, BROKE THE CYCLE
AND I LET IT SPIRAL DOWN THE HOLE OF WHAT I’D CALL PURE DESPAIR
HAD I THE CAPACITY TO CARE

MY, WHAT A SITUATION
I CANNOT HELP BUT SIGH
THE DEATH OF A NATION
WOAH
AN ERADICATION
OF EVERYTHING, I TRIED
TO CONTAIN THIS FRUSTRATION
BUT NO MORE

MY, WHAT A SITUATION
I CANNOT HELP BUT SIGH
THE DEATH OF A NATION
WOAH
AN ERADICATION
OF EVERYTHING, I TRIED
TO CONTAIN THIS FRUSTRATION
BUT NO MORE

MACROAPOCALYPSE

LYRICS:

I keep seeing shadows, my feverish dreams
Of Kansas prairies and cyclones
Have begun to come in endless streams
I am looking for classics to read
But all I find, oh
All I find is along the lines of

Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo
Aureli pathice et cinaede Furi
Qui me ex versiculis meis putastis
Quod sunt molliculi, parum pudicum

Hey, I think it’s fine to indulge from time to time
Let’s add a rhyme: Frankenstein - Sinn Fein - Define 
I need to dance, waltz inside the chorus line
God knows, I try and I fail to make the deadline 

I sleep underwater, I breed coral snakes
My toes have scraped through the bottoms 
Of the deepest, darkest, coldest lakes
I’ve a problem with staying awake
What will it take, what will it take
for me to break and crank out

Nam castum esse decet pium poetam
Ipsum, versiculos nihil necesse est
Qui tum denique habent salem ac leporem
Si sunt molloculi ac parum pudici

Hey, it’s not a crime, there’s no need to drop a dime
How ‘bout a rhyme? Valentine - Malign - Entwine
I keep on prancing inside the chorus line
Only alive enough to make the deadline
Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo
Aureli pathice et cinaede Furi
Qui me ex versiculis meis putastis
Quod sunt molliculi, parum pudicum

Hey, I think it’s fine to indulge from time to time
Let’s add a rhyme: Frankenstein - Sinn Fein - Define 
I need to dance, waltz inside the chorus line
God knows, I try and I fail to make the deadline
Hey, it’s not a crime, there’s no need to drop a dime
How ‘bout a rhyme? Valentine - Malign - Entwine
I keep on prancing inside the chorus line
Only alive enough to make the deadline 

You learn no lesson, no lesson
Nothing at all
You learn no lesson, no lesson
I think I’ll just 

Keep seeing shadows and feverish dreams
Of Kansas prairies and cyclones
That forever flow in endless streams
No idea what all of this means
But surely I, oh surely
I will keep on dancing, keep on-

Hack Writer

not my proudest work, but maybe you'll enjoy it!

LYRICS:

i washed away all the sweltering pain 
but now the pieces are plugging the drain 
now my emotions are a colourful swirl 
finally i’ve become a happy girl 

“hello, how are you, my heavy-hearted friend 
i know you’ll pull through until the very end” 
all this caressing leaves blisters on my hands 
your sad expression is giving the bends 

of course i understand 
and i will always mend 
those broken hearts of yours 
‘cause after all that’s who i am 

a happy girl, hey, the weather is fine 
why does a shiver descend down my spine? 
my chest is torn by the sweltering pain 
i tried and failed, failed to wash it all away 

i pushed away all the sweltering pain 
but now the pieces are plugging the drain 
now my emotions are a colourful swirl 
finally i’ve become a happy girl 
i washed away all the sweltering pain 
but now the pieces are plugging the drain 
now my emotions are a colourful swirl 
finally i’ve become a happy girl

Happy Girl

happy valentine's day uwu
i decided to atually put up the little remix i made about a month ago of this very cherry, somewhat obscure russian lovesong. it was originally supposed to be a cover, but there was no instrumental for it and yeah! i ended up creating a more grating version of the original hahah 
one day i will stop using flslayer. one day.

original song: "сердце получает нож" by ploho
english lyrics, art, remix: me

GHOST

Ferry

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