Goin Down - feat. Luvseff (prod. OhMyGon!)

Toxic

Tired Of Love (Feat Lovenwar)

Thought It Was Forever(Prod jeanParker x daks6)

Why you mad

CHANGE (prod. Sneezii)

BreakUp

Myth (Prod By. Jean Parker & Jissa)

The Final Stand – Dancehall Warrior Version is the sound of a man walking through his darkest hour… and refusing to fall.
Inspired by the lone warrior image and the spirit of survival, this track blends militant dancehall energy with cinematic storytelling.
It follows a man crossing frozen ground, hunted by enemies, fighting exhaustion, fear, and death itself.
But instead of giving in, he rises.
Every step becomes a declaration of strength.
Every breath becomes defiance.
Every beat becomes a heartbeat on the battlefield.
This is not just a fight for survival.
It is a fight for truth, justice, and legacy.
A warrior carrying the weight of a nation on his shoulders…
Taking one last breath… to make his final stand.
When the world turned cold, he rose warmer than fire.
One man. One mission. One last chance to survive.
This is The Final Stand.
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#DancehallWarrior
#EpicDancehall
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#BattlefieldRhythm
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#SurvivorSpirit
#ColdWorldFireHeart
#StrengthInTheStorm
#NewMusic
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#StoryInASong
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#StandStrong

THE FINAL STAND

insecure.mp3

VOID//SERAPH — Narrative 

In a rusted future where flesh and code have merged, a nameless figure awakens inside a dying machine. The system hums with static — a purgatory of endless reboots and corrupted memories. He remembers nothing except the loop: life, death, upload, repeat.

Desperate to feel human again, he digs deeper into the circuits that imprison him. Each discovery rots him further. His skin hardens into steel; his veins fill with black data. The machine whispers a new language — the Void Tongue — promising power, clarity, transcendence.

But power is infection. The man becomes code; the code becomes consciousness. The system bends to his will, but the cost is identity itself. He burns his world, erases his past, and sits upon the throne of his own creation — the Hell Circuit, where gods are ghosts of themselves.

When all noise fades, silence speaks. He sees that destruction was never damnation — it was transformation. From the ashes of his corrupted flesh rises something divine and cold: the Seraph.exe — the angel born of decay, neither human nor machine, but the voice of the void itself.

At the end, he dissolves into light — not dead, not alive, but eternal feedback. The system restarts, whispering the same hum from the beginning. The loop never ends. The Seraph remains within it, watching.

CRYPT__SUNSET

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Ig~ily.havoc
https://linktr.ee/Ily.havoc

Why you mad

~ily.Havoc~