endofthewrld2 otw

bronny james prod draco & jvcxb
floating up prod draco & dev

lilteeqo - bronny james / floating up (prod. draco, jvcxb, & dev)

Silence weighs heavy, it crushes my chest,
Every word I write feels like a test.
The page turns black, the ink turns red,
Every line reminds me I should be dead.

No light breaks through, no hand to save,
I’m screaming alone in my own grave.

Buried alive — no voice, no sound,
My soul’s six feet beneath the ground.
These lyrics bleed what I can’t show,
Screaming the pain that will never let go.

Shadows drip down the walls of my mind,
Every thought a noose, every memory a bind.
I claw at the silence, but it never fades,
Just the rhythm of sorrow and the scars it made.

Every note’s another chain,
Every rhyme repeats the pain.

Buried alive — no voice, no sound,
My soul’s six feet beneath the ground.
These lyrics bleed what I can’t show,
Screaming the pain that will never let go.

Bury me deeper — crack my bones!
Echoes of torment — I die alone!
No hope! No faith! Just rot inside!
A rhythm of despair I cannot hide!
—Bleed it! —Break it! —Erase it!
This coffin of sound — I embrace it!

Whispers in my skull drag me down below,
The pulse of the drums is the only thing I know.
Heart like a hammer, pounding out the end,
Loneliness eternal, my only friend.

Buried alive — no voice, no sound,
My soul’s six feet beneath the ground.
These lyrics bleed what I can’t show,
Screaming the pain that will never let go.
—Never let go! —Never let go!

Buried Alive Inside Myself

[V$R@] | Supertrap x Alien Type Beat | Śtigma Śanguine

Cover Art by me & @ nailim.outrage #MAINCHARACTERMUSIC

London Grey - Enough Prod. Mo Beats [@prodmobeats Exclusive]

kaldım aynı döngüde (hislerimi)
kaybettim hislerimi ve dönemem
bidaha beni arama 
sanırım bağımlıyım para

chrome hearts üstümde pahalı, pahalı kumaş
ellerim kanlı, kana bulaştım
siklemem dresscod, kahvaltı alacarte
eskide kalsaydım eğer, çok açtım

edinmedim sade düşman
gerçek bi dost, hayır değilim pişman
bidaha beni arama 

bana göre değilsin sikime de
ezberle adımı iki hece 
(ze-in)
orospu sensin tek istediğim

vampirim ve de bu kaltak regl
damladı kan kirlendi airlerim
herşeyi yapabilir bu ellerim
emin ol gidersin yenisi gelir

sürtük bana göre değilsin sikime de
ezberle adımı iki hece 
(ze-in)
orospu sensin tek istediğim

vampirim ve de bu kaltak regl
damladı kan kirlendi airlerim
herşeyi yapabilir bu ellerim
emin ol gidersin yenisi gelir

IKI HECE

Project_18

Full purse, empty heart, but enough today: I'm going to explode.

10 CENT (Cliente bruciato)

DJ Greg Lopez live from Hakkasan Las Vegas 8.30.25

LIVE FROM HAKKASAN 8.30.25

Words carved in ash, spoken by the dead. Poet’s Tale is gothic metal storytelling at its most haunting; a blend of melodic shadows, crushing riffs, and lyrics that cut like quills through parchment.

This track balances the weight of heavy guitars with the intimacy of a tale whispered by candlelight. It’s both personal and eternal; a song about memory, mortality, and the power of words to survive even as the poet fades.

Poet's Tale

la douleur

Hearts in Collapse is the solo creation of an artist who refuses to hold anything back. Fusing haunting melodic builds with raw screams, emotional destruction with slow-burning sensuality, and ambient industrial grit with poetic lyricism, the sound is both a confession and a collapse. Drawing from personal trauma, insomnia, maladaptive daydreams, lust, and spiritual grief, Hearts in Collapse lives in the space between breakdown and rebirth. No genre walls. No emotional filter. Just a bleeding voice in a dim-lit world, chasing something real

Buried Alive Inside Myself

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