lyrics:
I see the desert through broken glass,
The neon flickers, the shadows pass.
A gun in my hand, a ghost in my chest,
They buried my name, but it won’t rest.


The trigger pulls inside my mind,
A shattered code I now can find.
Through steel and wires, pain and flame,
The Experiment breathes again.


Bullet memory, carved in my veins!
Through blood and fire, I’ll break your chains!
Your empire rots, your lies decay,
But my vow survives — I will not obey!


They forged a monster in circuits and scars,
But I still hear the song of the stars.
Every wound is a map, every tear is a sign,
Pointing me back to the code that was mine.


The trigger pulls inside my mind,
A shattered code I now can find.
Through neon storms, through endless pain,
The Experiment rides again.

Bullet memory, carved in my veins!
Through blood and fire, I’ll break your chains!
Your empire rots, your lies decay,
But my vow survives — I will not obey!


Every bullet… remembers.
Every scar… remembers.

AND I REMEMBER… WHO I AM!


Bullet memory, fire in my hand!
A vow unbroken, I will make my stand!
Bloodwired chains can never restrain,
The Experiment rises through fury and flame!

…I ride in the static.

Bullet Memory

libretto:
The requiem has ended.
But I am still here.
The silence… finally sings.

I built this kingdom from decay,
Watched every echo fade away.
Now even ruin bows to me,
The Queen of what can never be.

No voice remains to curse or pray,
Yet silence kneels when I decay.


Wear the crown of silence - let it burn,
All that was lost shall not return.
Through endless quiet, I am found,
A voice unspoken, yet still profound.


The choirs fell, their madness tamed,
The abyss still hums - it knows my name.
Fear has turned to holy dust,
And in the end… I learned to trust.

The throne is gone, but I remain,
A note within eternal rain.


Wear the crown of silence - let it burn,
All that was lost shall not return.
Through endless quiet, I am found,
A voice unspoken, yet still profound.


Choir - my madness.
Abyss - my truth.
Silence - my fear.
And I am all three…


Wear the crown of silence - it fits divine,
Forged from ruin, yours and mine.
In the stillness, I ascend,
The song unending… finds its end.


Crown of Silence

libretto:
I tore the heavens from their sleep,
Drank the sun and let it weep.
No crown remains that isn’t mine,
No voice exists beyond my spine.

Chains were a rhythm - I turned them to art.
Every scream a pulse in my heart.

Dominion unbound - I am the roar,
The pulse that shakes the temple’s core!
Every sin now sings for me,
Unholy, unchained - divinity!


My rage is a hymn, my scars are flame,
I crowned the stars and forgot their names.
No gods remain - they fled my song,
Now silence kneels, where it belonged.


Every wall I crushed was holy,
Every truth I burned was mine.


Dominion unbound - this is my law!
The chains are gone, but I want more.
The throne trembles beneath my feet 
And the world becomes my heartbeat!

Dominion Unbound

libretto:
Was I the storm that tore the skies?
Or just the echo where silence lies?
Did I rule the dark, or fear its call?
Did I ever rise - or did I fall?


Was I the sinner or the saint?
The canvas or the paint?
Did my crown shine or burn me blind?
Tell me, fate - what did you find?

The Abyssal Throne still calls my name!
Every wound sings the same.
I was ruin, I was grace 
Now I stare into my own face!
Was I alive, or just a dream?
A voice unholy, yet serene 
The Abyssal Throne, my heart’s domain,
One last song before the Dark!


If I fall again, will you still hear me?
If I fade away, will the void still fear me?
Every echo I made, every vow I betrayed 
Was it worth the song I became?


The Abyssal Throne still breathes my soul!
Every scar makes me whole!
Was I a god, or only sound?
My crown was lost, but I was found!
The light, the dark, they kneel as one 
The Queen endures - and then, she’s gone.

Abyssal Throne

// TRANSMISSION: NEX_REQUIEM_SIGNAL //
The fire’s awake again.
Beneath the city, he found what the gods chose to forget.

They called it mercy.
He calls it a grave.

“I Came To End What The World Ignored.”

A signal from the dark below Nex Capitalis -
the beginning of the storm.

[The Cycle Begins soon...]
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lyrics:
Red lights pulse like veins in the stone.
Every flicker whispers, “Keep your head down.”
But I don’t crawl anymore 
I walk upright through hell’s arteries.

Footsteps echo in someone else’s crime,
children’s shoes left behind like dime.
Posters peeling, faces gone,
only they can sell this lie!

Their order built temples out of pain,
called them markets, called it gain.
I count the names on the walls in dust
each one hums, “Remember us.”

Floor’s still wet with names erased,
numbers, where faces used to be.
I hear chains sing lullabies 
I hear ghosts that never learned to rest.

Welcome to the Bloodlight Corridor!
Every pulse a sin, every breath a war!
If mercy’s dead, then I’m the proof 
I drag thunder through the roof!
Every scream, every scar, every locked door!
You made mercy a weapon,
now mercy’s got a war!
I came to end what the world ignored!

Chains hum hymns to broken bones,
guards wear halos made of phones.
They film the pain, they sell the faith
I walk in slow, I unlearn grace.

Fluorescent blood across my sleeve,
each drop another name to grieve.
You wanted silence? Here’s your sound 
I speak in thunder underground.

Rooms still smell like burnt hope.
Toys melted into the floor.
Their sermons play on loop,
voices of faith turned into rot.

Welcome to the Bloodlight Corridor!
Every step burns, every soul’s a score!
You called it order 
I call it war!
I came to end what the world ignored!

The corridor hums like it knows my sin
but I’m not leaving till the lights go dim.


I Came To End, What The World Ignored

lyricss:
Every door moans when it opens,
like it remembers her.
The hinges cry the same note
she used to hum when she was afraid.

I press my ear against the cold,
wait for her breath to find mine.
If ghosts have lungs,
she’s still learning to breathe through me.

Every door sounds like her voice,
every shadow shapes her face.
They said she was gone,
but I can hear her in the walls.

I walk, and the floorboards sing.
I stop, and they still whisper.
She never left this place
she just learned how to echo.


The guards slam locks like thunder,
and I answer in silence.
If fear has a language,
I speak it in her tone.

Sometimes I think I’m the echo,
and she’s the one listening.
Sometimes I think we’re both still here,
waiting for the same door to open.


I whisper her name,
it answers back.
Maybe walls remember love
better than people do.


Every door sounds like her voice,
and I can’t tell if that’s mercy or memory.
If she’s gone,
then why do I still hear her?

Every Door Sounds Like Her Voice

If perfection existed, would there be room left for you?

lyrics:
I used to pray to be flawless.
Now I pray to be forgiven
for believing that I could be.


Every scar on my hands
is proof I tried to make something whole.
The cracks hum louder than the marble ever did.
They sound like truth 
thin, bright, alive.


Error is the fingerprint of the divine,
a tremor in the line,
a breath inside design.
Nothing perfect ever breathes;
nothing broken ever leaves.

I have seen painters ruin miracles
just to prove they made them.
Heaven, too, must envy
the things that bleed and still create.

Error is the fingerprint of the divine,
a tremor in the line,
a breath inside design.
Nothing perfect ever breathes;
nothing broken ever leaves.

Maybe grace is just the courage
to stay when the shape turns strange.
Maybe divinity is the sound
of the hand that slips,
and keeps going.

I am not the flaw.
I am the mark it left behind 
a small reminder
that even gods must learn.

Error Is the Fingerprint of the Divine

lyrics:
Oh look, another day, another mirror I avoid.
Another cup of “you’re fine” I didn’t ask for.
I wave at my reflection like,
“Hey man, still here?”
and he just shrugs
like even he’s bored of me.

I open the curtains 
the sun hits me like an insult.
Outside the rich kids parade their new cars
like trophies for breathing.
And I’m here
celebrating the fact I didn’t disappear
in my own hallway last night.


I tried talking to someone 
they nodded through me like smoke.
Guess it’s official…
I make a hell of a ghost.


Everybody loves a ghost
’til it speaks.
’Til it needs something.
’Til it asks, “Can you see me?”
Then suddenly
they’ve got somewhere else to be.
Everybody loves a ghost
when it’s quiet,
when it’s tragic,
when it doesn’t ask for help.
But I’m here 
loud, broken, breathing 
and nobody
loves
that.


I walked outside today
just to prove I still exist.
A guy bumped into me
and said, “Sorry, didn’t see you.”
Funny.
Nobody ever does.
I should start wearing a neon sign:
“Human. Barely. But trying.”

I laughed at my own joke 
too loud.
The kind of laugh that sounds
a little unhinged.
People stared like I barked.
Guess emotion’s illegal
unless you’re wealthy.


I tried being quiet.
I tried being loud.
Turns out
I’m invisible
in surround sound.


Everybody loves a ghost
’til it talks back.
’Til it breaks routine.
’Til it asks for a hand
or a hug
or just
a reason.
Everybody loves a ghost
when it’s tragic art
or background noise.
But the second it wants
to stay alive…
everyone leaves the room.


If loneliness were a religion
I’d be its loudest prophet.
If hope were a crime
lock me up 
I’m innocent.
I’m tired of begging for space
in a world that hands mansions
to people who never earned
their own names.


So here I am 
still here,
still haunting my own life,
still screaming in lowercase
because yelling never helped.
A ghost with a pulse
no one wants to feel.
But hey…
at least I’m honest

Everybody Loves a Ghost

fractured does not mean broken... 
its means becoming..

These are not for charts, this is not for fame. This is for the one who finds it and dreams with it. Even if only a single soul ever listens, the story will live.

I Came To End, What The World Ignored

𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓

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