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Lyrics:

(Verse)
I’m in the attic where the static crackle—black magic lit,
Porcelain with a devil grin, they sittin’ mannequins,
Chantin’ in a pattern, candles flicker like they panickin’,
Tiny hands tappin’ pentagrams, shadows vanishin’.

Ventriloquist spirits twistin' lips with vicious wit,
Crimson drips, dolls sippin' on abyss and grippin' crypts,
Ritualistic shifts—marionettes with sinister tips,
I hear the whispers tick, "come closer, feel the flick of the abyss."

Ouija board tilted, letters slither with the fingertips,
Dead eyes flick quick, secrets slippin' from the inner crypt,
Witchin’ hour grips, hear the dolls moanin’ misery,
Lullabies to lull the sky, summonin’ a mystery.

(Chorus)
Seance, séance, hear the dolls’ cadence,
Cold sweat drippin’, demons whisper with patience,
Seance, séance, they call from the basement,
Spirit realm adjacent, cursed toys awaken.

(Verse)
They gigglin’ in the distance, insistin' they shift existence,
Pins stickin’ the skin of a victim—a doll’s persistence,
Possessed whispers hissin’ the riddles of apparition,
I'm slippin' in their vision, trapped in their superstition.

Glass eyes flash like flashes of lightning splashin’ the walls,
Poltergeists hold the dice, roll ‘em twice, controlin' the dolls,
Marionette strings stretch, sketch the echoes in the halls,
I'm seein' death sing, the breath of voodoo in these small claws.

Ceremony grows eerie, hear the creakin' of the floorboards,
A warlord of spirits, they mimic what’s in the lore, swords
Of astral planes clashin’, portals crashin' in the core,
The aura's pure horror when dolls dancin' on your door.

(Chorus)
Seance, séance, hear the dolls’ cadence,
Cold sweat drippin’, demons whisper with patience,
Seance, séance, they call from the basement,
Spirit realm adjacent, cursed toys awaken.

(Bridge)
Candles burn slow, wax drips like spirits cry,
Marionettes possessed, eyes twitchin’ in the wicked sky,
They pull the strings, hear the screams from the other side,
Puppets of the underworld, watch the dead collide.

(Verse)
Dark séance sessions, the dolls murmur confessions,
Blood moon reflections—occult with no discretion,
Skeleton keys twist, dimensions shift with the lesson,
Hexes etched in porcelain, it’s horror in progression.

Faint chants enhance the trance, watch the flicker dance,
Spirits advance, hands clasp as the candle plants,
In eerie stance, haunted dolls prance through the circumstance,
Paranormal glance—death’s smile in a deadly romance.

I’m haunted by the marionette’s voice in the backspin,
Past sins resurrected in porcelain-black skin,
Trapped within, they whisperin’, it’s pullin’ me back in,
I feel the grip, hear the clip of chains draggin’ as facts spin.

(Chorus)
Seance, séance, hear the dolls’ cadence,
Cold sweat drippin’, demons whisper with patience,
Seance, séance, they call from the basement,
Spirit realm adjacent, cursed toys awaken.

Seance

Lyrics:

(Verse)
I'm at the bedside, spitting syllables seismic,
Hoping these lines are medicinal, lyrically righteous,
My brother’s in the void, catatonic in crisis,
But I’m the surgeon with words, precise like a vice grip.

You in a dreamscape, shadowed by the grim face,
But I lace this page with rage, spit flame to trim fate.
My flow’s an intravenous stream, feel the pulse race,
These bars electroshock, revive your soul, brace.

Punchlines sharper than a blade in a shiv fight,
Tryna light the dark in this coma like a dim night,
My rhymes so cryptic, even comatose cats might
Crack a grin, I'm sparking synapses back to life, right?

I’m weaving through the ether, channeling the genius,
My pen's a defibrillator, I’m breathing the deepest,
Trying to summon the will to resurrect your features,
Lyrical preacher, I speak to your soul’s receivers.

Verses intravenous, flowing like the Nile,
Immaculate with patterns, watch the venomous style.
Yo, my words reach the subconscious, through exile,
So potent they make catatonics crack a smile.

(Chorus)
This ain't just bars—it's lifelines, no facade,
I spit glyphs that lift you from this mental mirage.
I rap with gravity, defying the odds,
To wake you up, I’d even wrestle with Gods.

(Verse)
Your body’s still, but I’m igniting neurons in motion,
My cadence the ocean, waves crashing with devotion.
I send shockwaves, rhyme schemes causing explosions,
Like thoughts blossoming, in the silence of commotion.

Brother, hear me, through the depths of the sleep,
These rhymes cut deep, like whispers in the reaper’s sweep.
I'm a lyrical surgeon, and I ain't ever weak,
My voice is the key, the cipher to unlock the steep.

Yo, your eyes are closed but I’m seeing your defiance,
You ain't gone yet, you just in mental compliance.
I spit bars harder than science, no reliance,
I’ll wake you with the alchemy of rhythm and alliance.

I'm breaking the silence, resurrecting your essence,
With lines so profound they shift the presence,
My verses are incense, burnin’ through the abscess,
I’ll bring you back, word to every breathless sentence.

(Pre-Chorus)
I'm here with the truth, encrypted in my prose,
I’ll spit ‘til you rise, no more comatose.
Lyrical Lazarus, I compose with a dose,
And watch the cryptic lines awaken your frozen soul’s ghost.

(Chorus)
This ain't just bars—it's lifelines, no facade,
I spit glyphs that lift you from this mental mirage.
I rap with gravity, defying the odds,
To wake you up, I’d even wrestle with Gods.

Lazarus

Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
I carve sigils in the aether where the light don’t bend,
Ancient glyphs ignite the air, where dimensions ascend.
In the zones where the seen and unseen collide,
I’m drawing sacred symbols that the stars can’t hide.
Primordial force moves through my fingertips slow,
Every stroke’s a vibration, reality’s exposed.
I tap into the void, manipulate the unseen strings,
Glyphs glow with the knowledge that creation brings.

Matter folds when the resonance hums,
The glyphs start to shimmer like the beat of war drums.
I’m in tune with the pulse of the cosmic breath,
Where the aether leaks out through the cracks of death.
Every mark that I draw, rearranges the sky,
Planets shift in the pattern, constellations realign.
These sigils aren’t words, they’re a code for the divine,
Altering the framework, I rewrite space and time.

(Chorus)
Aetheric glyphic resonance, power in the lines,
Drawing from the ancient force, unseen by human eyes.
I manipulate the stars, I control the divine,
Reality bends when the sigils intertwine.
Aetheric glyphic resonance, the energy flows,
Tapping into forces that nobody knows.
I carve out existence, break through the disguise,
With glyphs that vibrate through the cosmic skies.

(Verse 2)
In the aetheric zones, where the physical fades,
I conjure up the sigils that the universe obeys.
Lines glow like electric veins in the air,
I mold the ether’s shape, turning space into prayer.
They think it's superstition, but the science is deep,
I draw the hidden codes while the dimensions weep.
Through the glyphs, I transcend every law that was made,
Turn chaos into order, watch reality cascade.

I channel cosmic patterns from the void’s first breath,
My sigils pulse life, but they also bring death.
Energy flows where the symbols overlap,
I control the resonance, closing every gap.
I bend gravity’s law, planets move on my word,
I tap into the silence where the ancient’s were heard.
Geometry in my palm, I rearrange the spheres,
As the glyphs hum louder, I conquer all fears.

(Chorus)
Aetheric glyphic resonance, power in the lines,
Drawing from the ancient force, unseen by human eyes.
I manipulate the stars, I control the divine,
Reality bends when the sigils intertwine.
Aetheric glyphic resonance, the energy flows,
Tapping into forces that nobody knows.
I carve out existence, break through the disguise,
With glyphs that vibrate through the cosmic skies.

(Verse 3)
The resonance peaks, now the fabric starts to tear,
I stretch the very essence of what lingers in the air.
I shape existence like clay with the tip of the pen,
Drawing glyphs that reassemble what’s been shattered again.
I’m a sorcerer of sound, every line is a spell,
Resonating frequencies where the unknown dwells.
Reality’s my canvas, aether’s my brush,
I paint with the stars, while the universe hush.

The vibrations hum louder, the cosmos in flux,
I control the ebb and flow with every sigil I touch.
In these zones, I move where the gods used to tread,
They left behind the symbols, now they live in my head.
I rewrite the cosmos with every line I ignite,
The aether bends freely, in the absence of light.
A master of the resonance, I carve the design,
Unveiling new realms through these sigils of mine.

(Chorus)
Aetheric glyphic resonance, power in the lines,
Drawing from the ancient force, unseen by human eyes.
I manipulate the stars, I control the divine,
Reality bends when the sigils intertwine.
Aetheric glyphic resonance, the energy flows,
Tapping into forces that nobody knows.
I carve out existence, break through the disguise,
With glyphs that vibrate through the cosmic skies.

(Outro)
Through the aetheric zones, where the old gods died,
I resurrect the resonance with the symbols I’ve applied.
Creation bows down, to the glyphs and the fire,
Reality reborn through Aetheric Glyphic Resonance—higher.

Aetheric Glyphic Resonance

Lyrics:

(Verse)
I creep beneath the crypts where the whispers stir,
Mister blurred by the cloaks of the sister church,
Vistas churn in the mist where the sinners serve,
Guarded by the scrolls of a Vatican sinister.

Shimmering gold, but the truth’s in a darkened glimmer,
Hard to figure when the walls hide a martyr’s scripture,
Art’s delivered with the blade of a carver’s fixture,
But the secrets carved deep like a harbored fissure.

Hidden corridors, war-torn by forgotten laws,
God applauds the same hands that let the slaughter pause,
Crosses drawn, but who’s the king that the bosses dawn?
Masks on, but the papal veil got the gloss withdrawn.

Books of Genesis, but what’s inside the genesis?
Question every relic twist, the devil’s hand in every wrist,
Men insist on purity, yet the filth is venomous,
Pentagram etched in the sand of a saint’s premises.

(Chorus)
Arriving early, caught visions of the hidden orgy,
Truth tangled in the roots of kurchi,
I sip it eagerly, searchin’ through the murky,
Ain’t no savin’ me with the benefit of clergy.

Arrivo presto, visioni oscure, il viaggio si complica,
Rituali nascosti, la verità si modifica,
La cerco avidamente, ma la strada è tortuosa e critica,
Non c’è perdono, beneficio del clero è mitica.

(Verse)
From Pope’s chair to the prophecies in lost layers,
Gospels warped in apostles who caught stares,
Vows of silence, but violence in the cross prayers,
Who’s divine when the line of the lies cross hairs?

Secrets stitched in the stained glass of Sistine,
Michelangelo’s hands painted schemes within the scene,
While the queen of heaven wept, left the mystery unseen,
Hidden manuscripts, dripping ink from a ripped dream.

Guardians of gold, stories fold like a serpent's hiss,
Churches twist into power plays and certain bliss,
Cursed abyss, where the clergy kiss the serpent's wrist,
Prayers disguised while the heretics desert the midst.

(Chorus)
Arrivo presto, vedo visioni dell’orgia segreta,
La verità intrecciata nelle radici di kurchi, completa,
La bevo avidamente, cerco nell'ombra scura e stretta,
Non c’è salvezza per me, beneficio del clero non aspetta.

(Verse)
Arrivederci, but the truth stays submerged deep,
What they preach, contradictions like the word's creep,
Underneath the marble, where the learned sleep,
The holy see but only few know how the curse leaks.

Keys of Peter hold the gates but who holds the lock?
Scrolls drop, crack the code, let the souls flock,
Hope blocked, cause the Pope’s grip don’t fold stock,
Control’s clock tickin’, but I listen when the ghosts knock.

Arrivederci—I'm dippin' from this holy curse,
Flippin' through the pages where the holy thirst
Reaches for salvation but the stories burst,
What's concealed in the shadows of the holy verse?

Arrivederci, where the sun don’t bless the domes,
Where secrets roam through the halls of eternal Rome,
Mantras echoed from a throne of eternal stone,
But silence screams in the chambers we forever own.

(Verse)
From Pope’s chair to the prophecies in lost layers,
Gospels warped in apostles who caught stares,
Vows of silence, but violence in the cross prayers,
Who’s divine when the line of the lies cross hairs?

Secrets stitched in the stained glass of Sistine,
Michelangelo’s hands painted schemes within the scene,
While the queen of heaven wept, left the mystery unseen,
Hidden manuscripts, dripping ink from a ripped dream.

Guardians of gold, stories fold like a serpent's hiss,
Churches twist into power plays and certain bliss,
Cursed abyss, where the clergy kiss the serpent's wrist,
Prayers disguised while the heretics desert the midst.

(Chorus)
Arrivo presto, vedo visioni dell’orgia segreta,
La verità intrecciata nelle radici di kurchi, completa,
La bevo avidamente, cerco nell'ombra scura e stretta,
Non c’è salvezza per me, beneficio del clero non aspetta.

Arrivederci!

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Yo, I’m stuck in a matrix, it’s fatal, I’m fiendin’,
My brain’s glued to the screen, reality’s screamin’,
I’m scrollin’ through fiction, convictions unravel,
Addicted to pixels, can’t handle a travel—
From Twitter to Insta, I’m trapped in a spiral,
A prisoner now to the social recital,
Swipin’ for solace, but lost in the loop,
While they profit off data, we soldiers, they troops.

They feedin’ me headlines, but it’s all deceptive,
Spinnin’ the truth, now the view’s selective,
They preachin' connection, but we disconnectin',
Feedin’ us fear, so we feel the infection.
Used to be driven, now visions distorted,
Ambitions aborted, my mission’s contorted.
I’m fiendin' for likes, dopamine’s the fix,
Stuck in a system where nothin' clicks.

Chorus:
Brain glued to the screen, I’m losin’ my steam,
Caught in the gleam, life’s a digital dream.
They control what I see, they mold what I be,
Drownin’ in streams, but my soul's never free.
I’m trapped in the haze, lost in the scene,
Time’s slippin’ away while my brain’s glued to the screen.

Verse 2:
We slaves to the pixels, addicted to clicks,
Chasin’ these filters, but life’s full of tricks,
Fame’s just a mirage, and it’s sellin’ us quick,
While we flex for the ‘gram, we forgettin' what’s sick.
Influencers actin' like gods in disguise,
But behind every post, it’s depression that flies.
They sellin’ their essence for follows and fame,
In a shallow-ass world, where we chasin' the same.

Algorithmic chains, got us all in a trance,
Attention’s the currency, sold in advance.
They know what we crave, so they tailor the crave,
Every tap's another shovel diggin' my grave.
Scrollin' for substance, but drownin' in greed,
They plantin’ the seed, but I can’t even feed.
In this digital cage, I’m losin’ my voice,
While they track every move like I ain’t got a choice.

Chorus:
Brain glued to the screen, I’m losin’ my steam,
Caught in the gleam, life’s a digital dream.
They control what I see, they mold what I be,
Drownin’ in streams, but my soul's never free.
I’m trapped in the haze, lost in the scene,
Time’s slippin’ away while my brain’s glued to the screen.

Bridge:
Man, I’m dyin' for freedom, but feedin' the beast,
Every buzz, every beep got me seekin' release.
I can’t hear my thoughts without hearin’ the chime,
I’m a prisoner now to the digital crime.
My brain’s on the burner, can’t find no relief,
Just buried in updates, but my mind’s full of grief.
I reach for the real, but it’s out of my clutch,
'Cause I’m buried in pixels that poison my touch.

Verse 3:
They trackin’ my steps, every tap of the keys,
While I’m chained to the screen, they just countin' the fees.
Data's the product, we fiends for the fix,
While they dig through our minds and they pick out the mix.
Fed us the poison, now we love the disease,
Scrollin' for peace while they profit off pleas.
We lost in the fog, blind to the plot,
Can’t see that the freedom we had’s been forgot.

We drown in the fake, suffocatin' in streams,
Chasin' illusions, but losin’ our dreams.
While the world burns up, we just chill in the lies,
Stuck in a system that profits off cries.
They peddlin' rage, sellin' fake beef,
While we locked in our phones, feelin’ no relief.
The screens are the dealer, we hooked to the fiend,
Now we numb to the pain, with our brains glued to the screen.

Chorus:
Brain glued to the screen, I’m losin’ my steam,
Caught in the gleam, life’s a digital dream.
They control what I see, they mold what I be,
Drownin’ in streams, but my soul's never free.
I’m trapped in the haze, lost in the scene,
Time’s slippin’ away while my brain’s glued to the screen.

Outro:
I sit in this prison, this glow on my face,
Stuck in the rhythm, just lost in the race.
Can’t break from the chain, though I know that I should,
A slave to the screen, wish I understood.
Brain glued to the screen, what have I become?
Addicted to nothin’, man, I’m numb as they come.

Brain Glued To The Screen

Lyrics:

(Verse)
it’s the Emerald Dawn, where the mystics have risen,
Through cryptic prisms, I spit visions, encrypted in wisdom,
Symphonic diction, chronic friction, the cosmic collision,
Exoteric to the laymen, but in secret divisions.

Luminous forces converge, the celestial bridge,
We emerge from the verge where the pentagon grids,
Align in sequences divine, like concentric eclipse,
Scripts encrypted in time, every sentence equips.

From the scrolls of the dawn where the ancients reside,
Cloaked in emerald robes, where the sages confide,
In the sanctum, I slide, where the ageless abide,
With pyramidal codes only the ageless decide.

(Chorus)
Emerald Dawn, we rise, past the limits of time,
we eternally shine,
Decoding every secret, every symbol, every sign

Emerald Dawn, we rise, through the cosmic cylinder,
Where the ancient winds blow, and the stars turn sinister
Past the void, we climb, in the wisdom we seek
We are awakened while the rest are in cryonic sleep

(Verse)
I speak in symbols, syllables laced in the riddles,
Emerald sigils spin in fractals, sharp as a sickle,
Cycles eternal, yet internal like burning a vigil,
Through the corridors of knowledge where the cosmic winds whistle.

The esoteric dance, steps in the ether so quiet,
Emerald flames lick the void, like an emerald riot,
Hieroglyphic defiance, we defy the alliance of tyrants,
Crack the code in silence, light through the labyrinth’s science.

At the apex of dawn, where the arcane's adorned,
I transcend through the storm, past the shadows forlorn,
Beyond the veil torn, I’m reborn in emerald form,
A sacred emblem in the tempest that reshapes the norm.

(Chorus)
Emerald Dawn, we rise, past the limits of time,
we eternally shine,
Decoding every secret, every symbol, every sign

Emerald Dawn, we rise, through the cosmic cylinder,
Where the ancient winds blow, and the stars turn sinister
Past the void, we climb, in the wisdom we seek
We are awakened while the rest are in cryonic sleep

(Verse)
The Emerald Dawn, where the meek can’t survive,
Every verse is a cipher that the seekers derive,
In the ether we thrive, through the deeper we dive,
An ethereal tribe where the dreamers arrive.

Quantum strings that vibrate in the fabric of fate,
I translate the constellations like they gravitate grace,
Between the macro and the micro in the vastness of space,
Where the future meets the past at the labyrinth gate.

So we meditate, elevate in the cadence of spheres,
Navigate the sacred order through the caverns of years,
Persevere through the tears, as the veils disappear,
When the Emerald Dawn breaks, only the chosen appear.

(Chorus)
Emerald Dawn, we rise, past the limits of time,
we eternally shine,
Decoding every secret, every symbol, every sign

Emerald Dawn, we rise, through the cosmic cylinder,
Where the ancient winds blow, and the stars turn sinister
Past the void, we climb, in the wisdom we seek
We are awakened while the rest are in cryonic sleep


Emerald Dawn

Verse:
Yo, I coexist with a creature, otherworldly demeanor,
Skin like nebula vapor, glowin' greener than ether,
Landed on my rooftop, shadows shift like a preacher,
Now we speak telepathic, thoughts deep like the teacher.

He came from a realm where gravity's abstract,
Time folds like paper, dimensions interact,
His language is math, speakin' symbols exact,
We bond through the wavelengths, now knowledge is cracked.

Eyes shimmer like galaxies, endless, profound,
Tentacles move in patterns that twist without sound,
He showed me the void where dark matter is crowned,
And I’m seein’ the secrets where the cosmos are bound.

He don’t breathe air, nah, he inhales pure stardust,
In his veins flow the essence of a solar gust,
Trust, we converse in light beams that combust,
Every sentence is a nova, our dialogues thrust.

Chorus:
Living with the alien, we’re watchin’ Ridley’s Alien,
He’s laughin’ at the scenes, says they’re nowhere near the realest, man,
Starships and dreams, yeah, we’re cruisin’ through the nebula,
Me and my extraterrestrial, vibe beyond the regular.

Living with the alien, we’re watchin’ Ridley’s Alien,
He’s breakin' down the science, says their knowledge isn’t scaling in,
Out of this world, but we’re posted in the room,
Me and my alien, decipherin' the doom.

Verse:
He taught me how to bend thoughts into kinetic force,
How to warp the space-time, teleport off course,
His brain's a supernova, mine’s a lit torch,
We build tech together that’s alien-sourced.

We crafted machines that manipulate sight,
Bendin' photons ‘round corners, hidin' in light,
We harnessed black holes, made day outta night,
He shows me the universe ain't wrong or right.

Every day with this being is a cosmic collision,
Shatterin' prisms of human cognition,
Expanding my vision beyond earthly ambition,
Now I’m thinkin' in wavelengths, abstract precision.

His skin glows in pulses, ultraviolet hues,
He sees in dimensions that we humans confuse,
Quantum mechanics to him, just old news,
He laughs at the limits of the science we use.

Chorus:

Verse:
We built spacecraft that warp through the unseen,
Faster than light, ridin' interstellar streams,
Navigating wormholes like they part of the scheme,
He opened my mind to the alien dream.

But livin’ with the alien got me feelin’ displaced,
Watchin' stars move while I'm stuck in this space,
Humanity’s slow, still racin' the base,
While we rewrite the fabric, outpacin' the race.

He don’t understand why we focus on war,
He’s seen species evolve past the primal and raw,
But I explain to him, Earth’s still stuck in the claw,
Of greed and control, trapped in natural law.

We discuss the galaxy, history untold,
Civilizations that thrive on planets of gold,
Knowledge so ancient, it’s forever old,
Livin' with the alien, I watch truth unfold.

Bridge:
He showed me the stars, but I still feel the Earth,
Tethered to the soil, questionin' my worth,
In the infinite skies where this alien gave birth,
To ideas beyond flesh, I’m caught in rebirth.

Living with the alien, my mind’s gone beyond,
Every day’s a new frontier, interstellar bond,
But I’m torn between worlds where I don’t quite belong,
Still human in essence, but my soul’s been withdrawn.

Chorus:



Living With The Alien

Esoteric/Occult/Conspiracies/Humanity/Society/ETC

Fragmental

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