rise up! o mother of all pains

lyrics:

~ verse 1 ~
pressure building spitting steam from the vents
you caught me in the middle of a fix of the lens
the portrait on the wall will show you what you protect
ironically you are the very lord you resent
tell me again about your mountain of men
i heard a little rumor you belittle your friends
i heard that every soul can lose a chance to repent
admonish me again and ill make war for the spent

~ chorus ~
my head is spinning
im moving sideways 
no chance of winning
its just like always 
the sky is all grey 
torment of all days
cant eat cant sleep cant just stop thinking bout it

my heart is lost now
so much for trying
given up hope now
reign on you tyrant
rusted my lifeline
no use in crying 
cant bleed cant sleep cant just stop thinking bout it

~ verse 2 ~
Rise up! 
O mother of all pains 
to the altar of my verses!
no god 
or hell can make up 
the pitiful misery you wrought thee 

[chorus]

~ verse 3 ~

pressure spent look at the mess you created
when all is said and done theyll only groan at your name 
no pride behind a legend full of nothing but shame
100 years of silence broken only in vain 

[chorus x2]

wand of tens

“I wrote the majority of this album during lockdowns in 2020 and 2021, and to me it represents a utopian vision of future dancefloors. That time allowed for some reflection and I decided I wanted to change direction from the typically noir aesthetics of cyberpunk (as it manifests both in the music and in my visual practice) into something more aspirational. We drew upon the aesthetics of ancient civilizations and imagined an alternate world for this album to live in. This song 'What's Her Name' in particular came later in the album's life cycle after I had written most of the other records already, but I felt it fits in with the rest of the material nicely.”
- Eprom

Art by: Phillip Peters

Syntheism

What's Her Name

Song a Week 2024 1

bark bark!

production, vocals, mixing, mastering by Charloux
vocals (feature) by astrid

billion dollar check ૮ ・ﻌ・ა ft. astrid

lyrics:

and you got folded in the cards again
she says 'it's not a bet worth taking at best'
'oh'
'why don't you go and talk to all of your friends
tell you what, give it a year you'll stay a boy in the end'

i don't know why but i feel like something's gnawing at me
and it's dying to come through
'you can feel what you want, but see this complicates things
and i don't wanna deal with you'

and you got stuck on the internet again
he said 'you'll never be that angel you dreamt'
'oh'
'you perverted little molehill of flesh'
his words are feedbacking endlessly in my head

i don't know why but i feel like something's gnawing at me
and it's dying to come through
'you can feel what you want, but see this complicates things
and i don't wanna deal with you'

once wore mascara to school
'almost just blew my cover'
'let's see those eyes one last time, how come you seem so afraid'
those girls told me what to do
pet project like no other
'we've been living like this our whole lives, you don't know a thing'

ten years wearing death on a vest
'jig is up'
got on the drugs that sink veins into the rest
time is what's
still got that longing feeling stuck to your chest
so buck up
you've come so far being scared of what's next

i don't know why but i feel like something's gnawing at me
and it's dying to come through
'you can feel what you want, but see this complicates things
and i don't wanna deal with you'

'do me a favor and sink into your chest
while i do my best to forget your mess'
i'm always looping back like i'm on cassette
drifting the tenor of the ways i digress

carbonhead

lyrics:

willow trees spill your solvent dissolve the levee
needles stem from the vivisection of memory
holding onto a promise i wish was empty
how's your frame holding up cuz my bones are heavy
shattered glass mimic synapses with envy
hide your eyes from the world until you're ready
steal the light from the moon while she scruples wearily
expunge all thoughts
until you mirror your walls, you're alone again already

give me a chance to redeem myself and we'll start again
free your hooves from the dirt which our bond was buried in
i've got no excuse
i— there's something in the water
you're guarded like your father, ignore your angel daughter
your heart is aching from feeling your bedside empty
so let your horn pierce the sky make clear your caring
i've got no excuse
i—her eyes feel like no other
your muzzle burrows further
in hopes of aching no more

her insides meet gods

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i bump into things a lot

rubberneck

i don't fit into small spaces

listen

didn't make it on @wearenova orbit 31 but alas

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Filth

'Do It'
Written and produced by underscores
Mixed and mastered by underscores

Cover by Ochiai Shohei

—
I O U！ 

What are your prospects？ 
Do you make your own cash？ 
Do you like rough sex？ 
What kinda car you drive？ 

If I left for three months
And I turned my phone off
Would you wait here for me？
Sign on the dotted line

If you want it
Better know that this ain’t gonna be the real thing
No, I don’t fall in love

Yeah, it’s a warning
No, I’ve always had to handle things my own way
Yeah, and that’s not excluding us, ‘cuz listen . . .

If you don’t know me, and I don’t know you
Then this might be something we should do
It’s all on the line for me, you could ruin everything
Or you could make me somebody new . . . U！ 

I just can’t do it, do it, d-do it, do it
Do it, d-do it, do it, do it, d-do it, do it
(I know better than that)

I just can’t do it, do it, d-do it, do it
Do it, d-do it, do it, do it, d-do it, do it
(I know better than that)

What is my net worth？ 
How does my song go？ 
Am I in your playlist？ 
Do you have Spotify？ 

Are you gonna tell all？
All the things I’ve done wrong？ 
And what I like in bed？ 
How I’m not there all the time？ 

Don’t you get it？
People get my lyrics tattooed on their bodies
It’s all under control

‘Less you fuck with it
I’m tryna run a business here, come on, babe
Mm, don’t take it personal, ‘cuz listen . . .

If you don’t know me, and I don’t know you
Then this might be something we should do
It’s all on the line for me, you could ruin everything
Or you could make me somebody new . . . U！ 

I just can’t do it, do it, d-do it, do it
Do it, d-do it, do it, do it, d-do it, do it
(I know better than that)

I just can’t do it, do it, d-do it, do it
Do it, d-do it, do it, do it, d-do it, do it
(I know better than that)

I know better than that . . .

(I just can’t do it) Oh, I just can’t do it
I’m married to the music — the music, baby！ 

(I just can’t do it) Oh, no, no, I just can’t do it
If no one cares, then prove it — then prove it, babe！ 

I just can’t do it, do it, d-do it, do it
Do it, d-do it, do it, do it, d-do it, do it
(I know better than that)

I just can’t do it, do it, d-do it, do it
Do it, d-do it, do it, do it, d-do it, do it
(Ow！) 

If you don’t know me, and I don’t know you
Then this might be something we should do
It’s all on the line for me, you could ruin everything
Or you could make me somebody new . . . U！ 

I just can’t do it, do it, d-do it, do it
Do it, d-do it, do it, do it, d-do it, do it
(I know better than that)

I just can’t do it, do it, d-do it, do it
Do it, d-do it, do it, do it, d-do it, do it
(I know better than that)

. . .
––
Written and recorded in Chicago IL, New York NY, Los Angeles CA and Tokyo JP.

Do It

The first single of the forthcoming EP, Disk Utility.

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