wow right up my alley yeah this shit hit hard

love the guitars damn they sounnd so good

Lyrics ✨

You’re close enough to feel the static
But not enough to touch
I don’t rush the moment open
I like it when you want
You read my mouth like permission
I let the silence stretch
I don’t need to lean toward you
You’re already there

I don’t give it all away
I let it happen slow
If you’re looking for a sign
You already know

Come a little closer
Not your hands, just your attention
I don’t say it louder
I let tension do the talking
I don’t need to show you
What you’re already feeling
If you’re standing here with me
You’re already leaning

You like the way I don’t explain it
Like I don’t fill the space
I let your breath change first
I let mine stay the same
You keep waiting for the moment
Where I lose control
But I don’t lose what I’m doing
I just let it show

I don’t chase the spark
I let it crawl
You don’t need an invitation
You already feel the pull

Come a little closer
Not your hands, just your attention
I don’t make it obvious
I let silence do the damage
I don’t need to touch you
To know you’re already mine
If you’re holding eye contact
You’re crossing the line

I don’t rush desire
I let it build
If you’re still here
You like the way this feels

Come a little closer
Slow enough to feel it
I don’t move an inch
I just let you lean in

Low Signal

Lyrics ✨ 

I keep my options folded small
Like letters I was scared to send
Every door looks like a warning sign
Every silence sounds like yes
I trace the outline of a thought
Until it slips me by
I don’t trust the ground beneath my feet
But I’m already in motion

If I stop now
I disappear
If I move
I lose something else

So I choose
Without knowing
I move
Without a map
If this breaks me
Let it be honest
I won’t dress it up

There’s a voice that sounds like mine
But it doesn’t want my name
It keeps asking for a future
Then flinches when I aim
Every answer fractures twice
Once before it lands
I don’t need forgiveness
I need my hands to stop shaking

Say it straight
Say it wrong
Say it before it’s gone

So I choose
Without knowing
I move
Without a map
If this scars me
Let it stay visible
I won’t hide the crack

I’m not lost
I’m undecided
There’s a difference
I survived it
Every path feels like a threat
But standing still feels worse

Pick something
Pick it now
Even if it burns
Even if it burns

I choose
Without knowing
I stay
In the act
If this is damage
I can live with
I’ll live with that

No clarity
Just intent
No certainty
Just breath

I Choose Without Knowing

fraying wire

This is an 15 year Old Track We brough back to Life, Shout out to Tim for remembering the riffs hahah 

Beyond Arm's Reach - Solace

I’M HERE NOW

A Timeless Story (Pt.5: Dark Face of Fear)

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the space in between

Dark Justice has awakened. And she wears the mantle of Rosé. 🌸💀

In his second epic tribute, the Lord of Metal embraces the arrogance of a god. Jonah Cyperfield embodies the cold fury of Goku Black in a brutal Nu-Metal Industrial track sung entirely in Japanese.

Navigating a relentless 7/8 groove, "Kyokumei: Roze no Kagayaki" (Resonance: The Radiance of Rosé) fuses the heavy beat of a dystopian factory with cinematic orchestral strings and dark synthesizers. It's the perfect soundtrack for the fall of the gods and the extermination of mortals.

⚔️ Feel the radiance. The jewel of chaos was forged in the junkyard.

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Kyokumei: Roze no Kagayaki (Goku Black Tribute) | Jonah Cyperfield - Epic Japanese Nu-Metal

Shadows stretching on the pavement
I forgot the way the light bends
Tracing lines of broken wire
Walking through a frozen fire
Every face is just a ghost now
I don’t know which way is down
Lost the map I used to hold
Everything is turning cold
​
Can you hear me calling out?
Through the silence, through the doubt?
I’m slipping off the edge of the world...
​
I'm so far from home!
NEVER GOING BACK! BURN THE BRIDGES DOWN!
Wandering alone!
BLEEDING OUT THE MEMORIES, SINKING IN THE CROWN!
Searching for a light in the endless black...
THERE IS NO ESCAPE!
Far from home...

Yeah, stepping through the ash, looking at the past
Every single memory is shattering like glass
I’m a phantom in a shell, living in a cell
Did I fall from heaven or crawl up out of hell?
Spitting out the venom, trying to find a rhythm
Locked inside a cage of the system and the schism
Look into the mirror, the reflection isn't me
Just a glitch in the matrix, a broken frequency!
​
Can you hear me calling out?
Through the static, through the doubt?
I’m slipping off the edge of the world...

​I'm so far from home!
NEVER GOING BACK! BURN THE BRIDGES DOWN!
Wandering alone!
BLEEDING OUT THE MEMORIES, SINKING IN THE CROWN!
Searching for a light in the endless black...
THERE IS NO ESCAPE! NO WAY BACK!
Far from home...
So Far...
​
I'm so far from home!
NEVER GOING BACK! BURN THE BRIDGES DOWN!
Wandering alone!
BLEEDING OUT THE MEMORIES, SINKING IN THE CROWN!
Searching for a light in the endless black...
THERE IS NO ESCAPE! NO WAY BACK!
​Far from home...
So far...

Far from Home

Theme: Reflection, The Infinite in the Finite, Seeing the Vast in Small Things.
This track celebrates a clay pot filled with rainwater that reflects the sky—a simple vessel that holds the heavens. The dangdut breakbeat becomes rippling water, reflective. It weaves together the Buddhist teaching of seeing the universe in a dewdrop, the Islamic concept of ayat (signs) in creation, the Hindu understanding of the divine reflected everywhere, and the universal truth that small things can hold the vast.

Central Metaphor: Reflection as Clay Pot.
After monsoon rains, a clay pot filled with water. The sky looked down and saw itself reflected. Grandmother says: "My mother used this pot to catch the monsoon rain. It holds more than water." We are pots that hold the sky now, holding the vast within the small, the endless in the brief.

Narrative:
Intro: Deep clay pot filled with rainwater, sky reflected perfectly in surface.
Verses 1-2: After monsoon, pot stands outside. Sky sees itself in clay. Clouds drift across its face.
Chorus: Small things hold the vast—every vessel, every mirror; everything is not the last.
Verses 3-4: Found in grandmother's yard, forgotten. Kneeling, saw clouds drift. Grandmother smiles: "My mother used this pot. It holds more than water."
Verses 5-6: We become pots that hold sky—holding vast in small. When you see a clay pot with clear water, it's holding the sky. That pot is you.
Outro: Sun sets, pot still holds sky. Clouds turn gold, stars appear. Pot holds them too. Everything reflected. Everything held. Always.

💬 What small thing in your life holds the vast? What sky do you reflect?

The Pot That Held the Sky Version 2 🎵 ឆ្នាំងដែលកាន់មេឃ

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