rebuild or rot

Church of Bones

The Storming
Pages In Clouds 2025

The wind has stilled, the sky won’t breathe,
The light retreats behind the trees.
I see the black tide start to swell—
It whispers like a funeral bell.

No prayer will stop what’s on its way…
So I kneel and let it take my name.

The darkness is coming!
The darkness is coming!
Brace your soul — feel it drum!
Suffer the storming! Bleed til it’s done!
THE DARKNESS IS COMING!
And I won't run!

Clouds like knives and thunder’s grin,
Tearing peace from bone and skin.
I don’t beg, I don’t believe—
I bare my chest and grit my teeth.

Let the winds split open my frame…
Let the rain erase my name…
Let the sky scream straight through me…
I was born for this agony.

The darkness is coming!
The darkness is coming!
Let it crash — let it break!
Let it drown all I fake!
The darkness is coming…
The storming will take…
EVERYTHING.

The sky has opened.
I feel no fear.
I close my eyes…
And let it tear.

Pb2025


A Morbid Mask

The Storming - played on BBC Radio 1  Introducing Rock with Alyx Holcombe

Cartography of Scars

The Tide Remembers

put on the mask

📢 Fixed Records Announcement

We’re proud to announce the new Falloutt official SoundCloud account.

Together with Ilana, Falloutt is being developed further into its own unique niche — a dark fusion of emorock, metalcore, and gothcore.

Check it out and stay tuned for more upcoming releases. A brand-new website is also being built as we speak.

FixedRecords | Falloutt

Written by Ilana
SoundEngeneer LaNoir


ETERNAL REFLECTION

THERE’S A LITTLE LIGHT HIDING IN YOUR HAIR
IT’S THE SAME SOUL, I’VE ALWAYS FOUND THERE
YOU HOLD MY GAZE LIKE A SECRET SKY
EVERY STAR FALLS, YET YOU KEEP ME HIGH

I HAVE STOOD HERE BEFORE IN YOUR SHADOWED FLAME
WITH THE WORLD TURNING CIRCLES AROUND YOUR NAME
I GUESS I’M ALWAYS HOPING LOVE WILL STAY
BUT IT’S OUR DESTINY TO FIND A BETTER WAY


WHEN I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES
I SEE THE TRUTH THE WORLD DENIES
YOU’RE THE FIRE THAT BREAKS MY COLD
YOU’RE THE STORY YET UNTOLD


TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
HAVE TO WALK THIS WORLD ALONE
TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
TURN OUR HEARTS TO STONE
TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER FACE THE END
AS LONG AS I CAN CALL YOU FRIEND
TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
LOSE THE PLACE WHERE LOVE BEGAN


THERE’S A FOSSIL OF LOVE IN A SILENT WALL
THERE’S A BUTTERFLY THAT SURVIVED THE FALL
EVERY SYMBOL, EVERY SIGN, IT’S TRUE
EVERY MIRROR STILL LEADS ME BACK TO YOU

I HAVE STOOD HERE BEFORE INSIDE YOUR RAIN
WITH THE ECHO OF YOUR TOUCH RUNNING THROUGH MY VEINS
I GUESS I’M ALWAYS HOPING TIME WILL BEND
SO THIS FOREVER NEVER HAS TO END

YOU’RE THE WHISPER IN THE DARK
YOU’RE THE HEALING IN MY SCARS
YOU’RE THE SONG I CAN’T ERASE
YOU’RE MY REFLECTION, MY SACRED SPACE


TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
HAVE TO WALK THIS WORLD ALONE
TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
TURN OUR HEARTS TO STONE
TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER FACE THE END
AS LONG AS I CAN CALL YOU FRIEND
TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
LOSE THE PLACE WHERE LOVE BEGAN


THERE’S A LITTLE LIGHT HIDING IN YOUR HAIR
IT’S THE SAME SOUL, I’LL ALWAYS FIND THERE
ETERNAL REFLECTION — YOU ARE MINE
IN YOUR MIRROR, I FIND MY TIME

TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
LOSE THE PLACE WHERE LOVE BEGAN
TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
HAVE TO WALK THIS WORLD ALONE
TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
TURN OUR HEARTS TO STONE
TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER FACE THE END
AS LONG AS I CAN CALL YOU FRIEND

TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER, TOGETHER WE’LL NEVER
LOSE THE PLACE WHERE LOVE BEGAN

Fallout live

Eternal Reflection

Skin

 Collapse Into Glory is a post-hardcore descent into sacred fire—twelve tracks forged from scripture, silence, and rebellion. It’s a record of prophets and prisoners, of altars that don’t burn and crowns earned through blood. Each song confronts the tension between spectacle and truth, between riot and whisper, between the blade and the breath that follows.

 This isn’t worship—it’s war. From the wilderness to the grave, from temptation to transfiguration, the album walks through collapse to find what’s holy in the wreckage. It’s for the faithful who scream, bleed, and rise. Glory doesn’t come clean—it comes through fire.


Scars Like Scripture

just a smooth jam 
saliva vibes 🔥 🎸 

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