An immersive blend of darkwave and industrial trap, where pulsing basslines, metallic rhythms, and haunting synth layers create a hypnotic, shadow-drenched soundscape.

S1DEP01NT

MET4L

A lively rush through lantern-lit streets. Shakuhachi melodies weave between pulsing bass drops, capturing the district’s vibrant energy where tradition meets the thrill of the night.

Midnight_Express

Asakusa

An industrial trap glitch: poisoned paradise, chants echo with cries, flowers of sound blooming in corrupted soil.

Three Bullet Theory

Malware in the Garden (interlude)

Ancient Moroccan folklore, layered on cyberpunk trap. Spirits rise through sub-bass, myth becomes weapon.

The King of Jinns

A darkwave-trap confession: no gun, only words. Bullets made of breath, sung through refusal.

Interlude :

No no no / no gun in my hand.
My eyes are fire / they understand.
No no no / not Superman’s glare.
Mine shoots code / through the air.

No no no / no metal shell.
It’s zero mil / but it hits well.
No no no / it’s not to kill.
It’s to bend / and break your will.

No no no / no trigger here.
My words are bombs / you hear them clear.
No no no / they’re nano-sized.
Exploding inside / your wired mind.

No no no / no lead to throw.
Just my finger / set to show.
No no no / not peace nor war.
It’s the bang / you can’t ignore.

No no no / no chamber spin.
The bullet’s thought / that burns within.
No no no / it’s not a toy.
It’s the click / of my honor’s joy.

No No No (interlude)

Ten minutes of open portals. Cyberpunk, industrial, darkwave, minimal and dark psy woven into endless possibilities. Every sound a door.

TRI△NGLE Freestyle

With Rockability, aZzma rewrites the rules of freedom in rock form. The grunged version drips with sweat and distortion, carried by pounding bass and jagged guitars. Her vocals move between whispers and screams, shaping the track into a rebellious statement. It’s dirty, alive, and entirely hers.

Lyrics :

Intro 
- Hey Jimi, they still playin’ it safe out there?  
- Safe is dead, mama, safe is six feet under.

Couplet 1 
In the 50s they dressed so neat, 
Tied their shoes, kept their beat. 
Families framed like TV screens, 
Smilin’ faces, plastic dreams.
Then the 60s came, brushed in paint, 
Love was loud but still so quaint. 
Pretty art in Sunday clothes, 
But freedom whispered, “break those codes.”

Refrain  Rockability / set me free, 
Wild and dirty, that’s the key. 

Couplet 2 
70s hit with smoke and fire, 
Psychedelic fuel took us higher. 
Good acid, truth in every chord, 
We tore the cage, we cut the board.
Whiskey lips and freedom’s kiss, 
Stage was holy, pain was bliss. 
Screamed my soul till the lights went blind, 
Left the neat and clean behind.


Pont Plug the fuzz, light the night! 
Drink the blues, burn it right!  
Music’s mad, but music’s true, 
Rockability / it bleeds through you.

Refrain Rockability / set me free, 
Wild and dirty, that’s the key. 

Couplet 3 
I saw the 90s crawl in the street, 
Concrete beats, no shoes on their feet.
Raw and real, the underground rose, 
But the ghost of the 70s still knows.

Now the 2000s polished the flame, 
Slick machines, but never the same. 
The spirit’s a shadow, chasing the past, 
Cause the wildest fire was the 70s blast.

Refrain final Rockability / set me free, 
Wild and dirty, that’s the key. 
Rockability / don’t you see? 
The 70s live eternally. 


Outro  
“Freedom ain’t polite, honey.”  
“Turn it up till it bleeds.”  
“And ride the storm, forever.”

Rockability

Rockability (Grunged Version)

SADIST X CEPHALOPODS (NURO EDIT)

zonedout - WEBCORE TRACK 574 (prod. phntmzn bR)

Pain VS Rage

Gn On Fyah is a Moroccan–Russian–Singaporean DJ trio born in Marrakech and raised on chaos. The lineup is Farid (Morocco), Vogne (Russia), and Bbang (Singapore) three minds from three worlds, colliding in one sound.

Their philosophy is simple: beats are bullets, folklore is fire, words are weapons. They do not aim to please; they aim to disrupt. Every set is a battlefield where North African trance, Russian steel, and Asian cadence clash and fuse.

On stage, they are reckless yet precise, fearless yet calculated. Their sound moves between industrial trap, cyberpunk grit, glitch-heavy textures, and dark minimal techno, but always anchored in ritual and trance. For Gn On Fyah, music isn’t entertainment it’s confrontation, initiation, and survival.

This is not a project. It’s a pact. Gn On Fyah stand for turning culture into fire and fire into rhythm.

No No No (interlude)

Gn On Fyah

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