betrayed

The fury of battle, the pain of loss, and a scream from the depths of your soul...
Every note is a rebellion, every word is a grievance. This track is for those who
carry broken hearts.

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Not Afraid

Bowing to the chains
Screaming for a leash
Licking boots
Your cries never cease
A hollow drone
The swarm aligns
Crawling in filth
Begging for signs

Useful Idiot

Feeling a slightly different style lately. Hope you enjoy.

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Choke Me (with Love)

Choose Me Over Oxygen

conquer the downfall

 Collapse Into Glory is a post-hardcore descent into sacred fire—twelve tracks forged from scripture, silence, and rebellion. It’s a record of prophets and prisoners, of altars that don’t burn and crowns earned through blood. Each song confronts the tension between spectacle and truth, between riot and whisper, between the blade and the breath that follows.

 This isn’t worship—it’s war. From the wilderness to the grave, from temptation to transfiguration, the album walks through collapse to find what’s holy in the wreckage. It’s for the faithful who scream, bleed, and rise. Glory doesn’t come clean—it comes through fire.


No Crown Without Fire

AIBRY drags you through the cathedral ruins with Choir of Broken Mouths — a 17-track descent into trapmetal and deathcore chaos. Spine-snapping drops, guttural choirs, ritual ambience, and the kind of distortion that feels like it’s tearing through your ribs.

This isn’t background music. It’s a possession.
It Wants Out. It Became Me. It leaves you with No Pulse.

Listen if you’re ready to bleed.

6.It Wants Out

Lyrics:

With all this weight, I get no rest,
Same old demons, same old test.
The world sleeps safe while I feel dread,
I fight their wars inside my head.

There’s no peace for a man who knows,
The cost of keeping wolves too close.
Sanity’s a debt I pay in kind,
For every soul that’s left behind.

I fight the monsters under their beds,
Cage every one inside my head.
A hero’s light won’t always prevail,
But I’ll do it again, even if I fail.

’Cause peace ain’t free, it takes a fool like me,
To bleed so the broken can finally sleep.

My eyes have seen what others face,
Each demon I fight, they erase.
The mirror cracks, truth bleeding through,
I wear the night like armor too.

I’ve prayed through static, dreamed their name,
Whispered mercy to a dying flame.
The line I guard shifts soft as sand,
I’ll take that fight, I’ll make my stand.

I fight the monsters under their beds,
Cage every one inside my head.
A hero’s light won’t always prevail,
But I’ll do it again, even if I fail.

I dance with the dark, so they don’t bleed,
I’m the sin they’ll never need.
One more night, I’ll hold the line,
This madness borrowed, never mine.

I’ve seen the void, it knows my name,
Still, I walk through the smoke and flame.
The crown of scars, the debt I own,
Paid in blood but never shown.

I am the storm their prayers ignore,
The silent oath, the unseen war.
If the world must burn to keep them sane,
Then light the match, I’ll take the blame.

I fight the monsters under their beds,
Cage every one inside my head.
A hero’s light won’t always prevail,
But I’ll do it again, even if I fail.

’Cause peace ain’t free, it takes a fool like me,
To bleed so the broken can finally sleep.

Barrowed Madness


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RedsThunders

Static's in my veins, pulse ticks like a bomb
Airwaves choke, suffocate the calm
Your chart-top lies, they're sugar in a needle
Feed 'em poison, call it pop cathedral

Fangs out, bite the hand that feeds
Plastic gods preach a gospel of greed
Slick suits, dripping in counterfeit charm
Break their antennas, set off alarms


F*** your radio songs, your sanitized trash
Whitewashed melodies, they burn to ash
We ain’t tuning in, we’re breaking the dial
F*** your radio songs, they’re toxic bile


(Yeah, yeah) Static in the system
(Yeah, yeah) Screaming in the friction


Glitch in the matrix, I spit with a vengeance
Lyrics like daggers, cutting through pretensions
Minds enslaved by a four-chord plague
We torch the playlist, let the frequencies rage

Bassline stomps like boots on your throat
Synths scream murder, the devil took notes
Rip the signal, tear down the towers
Noise revolution, rise in the hours

Choose Me Over Oxygen

Grey Reprieve