unreleased tracklist:

1. EXILED & EXORI GRAN - PERFECT VICTORY (HARDCORE)
2. EXILED & ZEREF - ID (HARDTEKK)
3. EXILED & PIMPIE - HOSTAGE (FRENCHCORE)
4. EXILED - ECHO (HARDSTYLE)
5. EXILED - LOSE CONTROL (HARDSTYLE) (CUT)
6. EXILED - CURLS (FRENCHCORE)
7. EXILED - MOONLIGHT (HARDSTYLE)
8. EXILED - MACHINA (HARDSTYLE)
9. EXILED - ID (HARDSTYLE)
10. EXILED - FORGOTTEN (HARDSTYLE)
11. EXILED - REMEDY (HARDSTYLE)
12. EXILED - KISS (TECHNO) (CUT)
13. EXILED - FALL OF HUMANITY (RAWSTYLE)
14. EXILED - ID (HARD TECHNO)
15. EXILED - VENDICTA (HARD TECHNO) (CUT)

MIX 1

Alcoholism

https://open.spotify.com/track/57ambSjxVZlloOH5aVTR15?si=88e81b03477a4f53

The brightside

HAUNTED

Can you feel?

little collab with Lew
https://soundcloud.com/lew-364109675
also listen on Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/6ausG4QStA3NxW5U15urSy?si=u5RFIvKwQNKZIzx8DDdN5A

did i tell u that i miss u

When Did i Get Soo Cynicaal

yt link : https://youtu.be/zwASTR8514A
spotify link : https://open.spotify.com/album/2S34y5mDmA4CHL4Z95rd8V

Pyrrhic links : https://dearpyrrhic.komi.io/
Hexia links : https://guns.lol/hexia
SRD links : https://soundcloud.com/setrow

Get your own Hexia hoodies/shirts at https://subriotdistrict.com/collections/hexia

I'm Still Alive (Frenchcore) OUT ON SPOTIFY!!

i walk around the streets wonderin which is the one
all these pretty faces but im dumb im numb
rememberin her eyes yeah they cut like knives
wishin i could rewind change up our lives

feelin torn in the pieces tryna glue em back
heart so heavy man its crackin in the tracks
thought the faces on the street could replace the pain
but the more i chase the light the more it rains

they cut like knives

quick halloween song

Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/album/39HrkDQ273n5WSKvjEwT7C?si=6XSQnMXYQ2emxM32dkKweQ

Miniq
|| YouTube Music : music.youtube.com/channel/UC8Lgq9OSjg9n7Dfs1Oq0-PQ
|| YouTube : www.youtube.com/channel/UCeXzxAmLE4ub4lyinxT_j1Q
|| Spotify : open.spotify.com/intl-de/artist/0…rZSA-rhKbEw8EoEw
|| SoundCloud : @miniq-321468616

You can find my stuff here:

|| YouTube: www.youtube.com/@tearstekk
|| YouTube Music: music.youtube.com/channel/UCdbo7MYRm-1alWekGPzDWig
|| Spotify: open.spotify.com/intl-de/artist/4…Qms1GMM9JDItOHFK
|| SoundCloud: @tearstekk
|| Apple Music: music.apple.com/at/artist/tearstekk/1803827700

TEARS & miniq - Bloody Valentine

I've been awake for days

The airport felt endless, with ceilings so high they disappeared into clouds of light. I didn’t remember buying a ticket, yet here I was, suitcase in hand and passport trembling between my fingers. My name echoed faintly over the loudspeakers, as if the world itself was calling me forward.

Outside the windows, planes rose like silver birds into a dawn that looked too clean to be real. My chest tightened with both fear and wonder. I wasn’t running from anything, but I wasn’t entirely sure what I was heading toward either.

When they called my flight, something inside me whispered that this was it, the beginning of something that would never let me go back to who I was. My steps were slow but steady, the carpet humming beneath my shoes, the air heavy with the scent of coffee, jet fuel, and departure.

The plane was small, almost fragile, like it had been stitched together from old dreams. I found my seat beside the window. The clouds outside drifted lazily, like ghosts waiting for permission to move. The seatbelt clicked, the engine stirred, and suddenly gravity loosened its grip.

As the ground fell away, my fear rose to meet it. Cities turned to patterns, rivers to threads, the world to a soft blur of distance. My palms were cold. Yet through the fear, there was a pulse, an ache of excitement, like the first breath before a confession.

I watched the horizon curve and realized I was flying not just to another country, but away from the version of myself I no longer needed to be. Each mile in the sky felt like a page turning. The air shimmered with everything I hadn’t said, hadn’t dared to dream.

At some point, I closed my eyes. In the dark behind them, I saw moments of my old life, the walls I’d built, the faces I’d left behind, the quiet longing that had always whispered that there must be more. Then, slowly, that voice turned into something clearer: there is.

When the plane began to descend, the light shifted. The new land below was painted gold by the setting sun, strange and alive, waiting. My fear didn’t vanish, but it softened, melting into something almost holy. The engines roared, the wheels touched the unknown, and for the first time in a long while, I smiled.

It didn’t matter what awaited me beyond the gate. What mattered was that I’d left the shore of my old life behind, that I had dared to take flight, trembling wings and all.

Beginnings are rarely comfortable. They are terrifying, beautiful leaps into skies we’ve never seen, and that’s what makes them real.

genuinely sorry

ᴅɪsᴄᴏʀᴅ:dekadenss
ʏᴏᴜᴛᴜʙᴇ:https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCoxpL5vtOc4-zNcSNcMz7zg
Iɴsᴛᴀɢʀᴀᴍ:https://www.instagram.com/myspysz/

check out https://soundcloud.com/mxares

genuinely sorry

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