Clean up on Aisle Heaven

Make the Scene

Romeos Distress— Christian Death {slowed}

Bury Me In The Ground Where The Tomb Should Lay

lyrics:
its startin to drive me, insane

it keeps happening over and again why put her through, this pain 

honestly whats, your gain

games and strangers what an awful play

but theres just one thing, to say

whoever hurts my babygirl again, ill make you meet god 

forgive me for committing such a sin, but i hope that they rot

xvlonely - insane

Illusion

JINGLEHEIMER — a man being pulled apart from the inside out... an identity under siege, collapsing in real time. The interrogation, the accusations, and the relentless demand to “state your name” serve as a punishment more profound than the execution itself. 

As the once-playful chant emerges as a grim ritual, the name “Jingleheimer” becomes a burden, a curse echoed by the crowd until individuality dissolves. What you hear isn’t just the story of a traitor; it’s the sound of someone being unmade, reduced to the bare, anonymous core beneath every stolen or repeated name.
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LYRICS:
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name 
what is your name? 
state your name 

the executioner waits for you 
the time has come 

state your name 
state your name 

or bear the consequence 
you just might die 

Don't be a fool 
We know your name 
We know what you are 
Traitor 
Traitor to the state 
Traitor to the nation 

We know who you are 
We know who you are 

We know who you are...

John Jacob 
Jingleheimer Schmidt
His name is my name too

Whenever we go out
The people always shout
There goes 
John Jacob 
Jingleheimer Schmidt

Dah dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah

Dah dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah

do you think we are the fools? 

do you think we won't harm? 

we are the answer 
to your nightmare 

and you are doomed
to fail 

John Jacob 
Jingleheimer Schmidt
His name is my name too

Whenever we go out
The people always shout
There goes John Jacob 
Jingleheimer Schmidt

Dah dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah

Dah dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah

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JINGLEHEIMER


Heaven with a bite, halo on tilt,
Eyes like lightning, hands of guilt.
They preach love should purify,
But I want the thrill, don’t ask why.

Every touch a burning sin,
Every glance draws me in.

Angel in leather, kiss me rough,
Your touch is mercy dressed in lust.
If this is wrong, let it stay,
I’ll take your wings my way.

Velvet night, chrome and snow,
We’re sinners and saints, letting go.
No rules here, no holy ties,
Just the fire in your eyes.

In your shadow, I find light,
Dark and divine, our endless night.

Angel in leather, kiss me rough,
Your touch is mercy dressed in lust.
If this is wrong, let it stay,
I’ll take your wings my way

Angel in Leather

When you think
You're being the chosen one
You're not
It's his ploy
To destroy you
And take yor soul

Use your soul
To fuel his
Power
Use your soul 
To fuel his
Power

False prophet’s design
He feeds on souls
The power he steals

If you keep at it
He'll make you feel like
The chosen one
It's a trap

It's the
Ploy of the damned
As he will harvest your soul

False prophet’s design
He feeds on souls
The power he steals

When you think
You're being the chosen one
You're not
It's his ploy
To destroy you
And take yor soul

Use your soul
To fuel his
Power
Use your soul 
To fuel his
Power

False prophet’s design
He feeds on souls
The power he steals


False Prophet's Design

Sappy (early demo)

The Source - How Does It Feel

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The Source - How Does It Feel

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