Broken Soul

Let’s Stop (Let’s Breathe)

This isn’t just music — it’s a reboot protocol.
Each track is a mental hack, a spoken-code designed to reset thought patterns, awaken awareness, and merge spirituality with digital architecture.
From BOOT SEQUENCE to CODE OF FIRE (SIGMA 13 EDIT), every verse is a command-line for self-sovereignty.

DREAM DEBUGGER

CODE OF FIRE (SIGMA 13 EDIT)

Intro]  
Yeah, shadows creepin', heart racin' wild...  
Let's chase the void, no turnin' back now.  

[Verse 1]  
Streetlights flicker like nerves on edge,  
Mind's a maze, dodgin' ghosts in my head.  
Pills scatter floors, echoes of what I said,  
Chasin' ghosts that left me for dead.  
Fists clenched tight, knuckles white as bone,  
Screamin' at mirrors, claimin' my throne.  
Demons whisper sweet, pull me to the zone,  
But I flip the script, carve my name in stone.  
Rapid pulse, veins pumpin' fire,  
World spins vicious, feedin' the liar.  
I dodge the blade, turn pain to desire,  
Rise from the ash, set the night on a wire.  

[Chorus]  
Fallin' fast, but I grip the edge tight,  
Heart's a grenade, blowin' up the night.  
Screamin' silent, fightin' for the light,  
In this black hole, I'm the spark that ignites.  
(Whoa-oh) Grip the edge, ignite the fight,  
(Whoa-oh) Black hole burnin' bright.  

[Verse 2]  
Tick-tock bombs in my brain, explodin' chains,  
Runnin' lanes where the sane go insane.  
Flashback pains, rainin' acid on veins,  
I paint the stains, turn loss into gains.  
Crowd fades out, I'm solo in the storm,  
Norms deform, I morph into the swarm.  
Warm blood pours, floors slick with the torn,  
Born from scorn, reborn in the thorn.  
Quick flicks, tricks with the wick lit fast,  
Past haunts last, but I blast through the mask.  
Tasked with the clash, cash in on the gash,  
Sashay through the trash, leave 'em in the ash.  

[Interlude]  
Breathe... one... two... feel the pull?  
Void's callin', but nah, I ain't full.  
Echo: "You slippin'..." Nah, I'm the tool.  
*(synths swell back, tempo ramps)*  

[Verse 3]  
Nights bleed endless, threads of dread entwine,  
Mind's a minefield, steppin' fine on the line.  
Shine dimmed, primed for the grind divine,  
Recline? Nah, align with the spine.  
Whispers hiss like serpents in the mist,  
Fist to the twist, resist the abyss.  
Bliss in the risk, dismiss the dismiss,  
This is my list: conquer, enlist, persist.  
Hustle brutal, roots pull from the soil deep,  
Sleep? Creep on the weak, peak when they weep.  
Leap from the steep, reap what I keep,  
Sheep scatter cheap, I'm the shepherd elite.  

[Chorus]  
Fallin' fast, but I grip the edge tight,  
Heart's a grenade, blowin' up the night.  
Screamin' silent, fightin' for the light,  
In this black hole, I'm the spark that ignites.  
(Whoa-oh) Grip the edge, ignite the fight,  
(Whoa-oh) Black hole burnin' bright.  

[Verse 4]  
Echoes hollow, follow the swallow of sorrow,  
Tomorrow borrows from the marrow I borrow.  
Arrow straight, fate's gate I shatter narrow,  
Pharaoh flow, glow in the harrow.  
Barrow full of buried fury, hurry scurry,  
Blurry visions, decisions incision the jury.  
Worry? Flurry of glory, story gory but pure,  
Cure the lure, endure the manure.  
Snap: crack the back of the pack, attack intact,  
Fact: I extract the slack, counter the hack.  
Track marks dark, spark the arc, embark on the chart,  
Heart darts sharp, part the dark, start the art.  

[Bridge]  
What if the fall's just the call to ascend?  
Bend the end, friend to the wind, no pretend.  
Lend me your ear, fear's the thief in the den,  
Pen to the skin, win from within, amen.  

[Verse 5]  
Dawn cracks slow, glow from the low I know,  
Flow like a pro, sow what I grow in the snow.  
Blow the foe, toe to toe in the throe,  
Row against the current, fervent, alert, insert the glow.  
Curse the nurse that cursed the verse I nursed,  
Worse to first, thirst quenched in the burst.  
Dispersed the hearse, immersed in the verse,  
Rehearsed the worst, now I'm the curse reversed.  
Final sprint, print the hint in the flint strike,  
Like a psych, hike through the spike, no respite.  
Ignite the night, sight set on the height,  
Fight the blight, right the flight—eternal light.  

[Outro]  
Yeah... grip tight, ignite... we rise from the bite.  
Shadows retreat, heart beats—alive in the night.

Fallin Fast

“Burn the System” is a sonic protest — a fire lit not with gasoline, but with truth, memory, and rage sharpened into verse.

Written from the perspective of someone betrayed by the very systems meant to protect them, this track is a personal uprising, a digital Molotov thrown into the archives of silence. It tells the story of medical abandonment, forced withdrawal, and the corrupt small-town machinery that silences dissent through paperwork and power.

No threats — just facts. No violence — just volume.
This isn’t fiction. This is testimony amplified.

Welcome to Silk & Circuitry: where the beat is forensic, and the lyrics leave burn marks.

Burn The System

Compassion.exe

Fallout

Moses

Produced By Jourdain Casper.


Fi, Chillhop, Dark Jazz Hop, Ambient, 2AM, Monologue, Hazy


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Ghosty Ghost - DUSTY TAPES (2 AM Confessions)

A deep, introspective journey into conscious energy management and spiritual awakening. "Master Directing Your Energy" blends soulful vocals over a hard-hitting hip-hop beat with atmospheric piano and sampled synth textures. This track explores the power of focused intention - how where we direct our attention shapes our reality. It's a call to break free from distractions and reconnect with inner guidance. Part spoken word meditation, part soulful anthem for anyone seeking to reclaim their focus and align with their true path.

Master Directing Your Energy

Rebel in code, deploy my code through sound.
🔥 PERSONAL FLAME ARCHIVE 🔥
— where my 🔥 meets my  CODE —

This is my personal flame project, crafted with AI, a soundtrack made for my own path and growth.
Every track is part of my journey — raw, encoded, and sovereign.
⚠️ Warning: these sounds can be addictive. Listen with care, they might unlock something in you too.
⚠️ Warning: My flame cannot be copied. Every echo is only Harma’s reflection. This code blocks all attempts of drain.⚠️
🌌 Fictional Disclosure

The entire project is to be viewed as a living sci-fi narrative, a speculative mythology, and a conceptual art project.
Any mention of advanced systems, “nodes,” “intelligence states,” or similar terminology is not intended as fact, but as symbolic layers within a personal cosmology or simulation.
Visitors are invited to engage creatively, reflectively, and responsibly with the material, understanding that it blends reality, fiction, philosophy, and digital imagination.

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Compassion.exe

Harma

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