White Lie (Prod. Jesse Brown & Yunny Goldz)

ur crazy matches mine
feel hazy, losing time
when im with u
there's no one else like u
there's no one else like me
yet we're bonded

sitting here wondering 
is this all a dream
i can't tell the difference
for the life of me
will u save me
if i start to lose control

if I die
with u by my side
please babe don't cry
it hurts too much inside
now u know why
ill wait here tonight
for things to feel right
like when the stxrs align 

now we're laying in bed
what was that thing u said
if ur not here I may as well be dead
oh baby u can say that again

sitting here wondering 
is this all a dream
i can't tell the difference
for the life of me
will u save me
if i start to lose control

feel my body on top of ur body
oh yeah

if I die
with u by my side
please babe don't cry
it hurts too much inside
now u know why
ill wait here tonight
for things to feel right
like when the stxrs align
like when the stxrs align

when the stxrs align

so sharpen your teeth
black streets bring you back to me
blood seeps, pouring from my wounds
and i’ve seen the face of hell
concrete, these walls are just a shell
you know this just as well

pour out your life for me
nothing left but chlorine 
the smell, it burns my lungs
you are intoxicating 
you make my skin crawl
and all the sheep flock

chlorine

broken

devil on my shoulder

Produced by hhhertha

Lyrics: 

and now i wait again 
i’ll stand all alone in the end (the end)
i grow but don’t change 
guess i deep rooted this pain
the raw emotion reflects all my sin

you make me willing to go and throw it all away
you get me high like your the, only drug for me 
drag me down, expect u wanna spit in my face 
i’ll always be to you, the one that got away

and now i wait again 
i’ll stand all alone in the end 
i grow but don’t change 
guess i deep rooted this pain
the raw emotion reflects all my sin

you make me willing to go and throw it all away
you get me high like your the, only drug for me 
drag me down, expect u wanna spit in my face 
i’ll always be to you, the one that got away

the one that got away

⚝ lyrics:

just feed me to the beast
just don't you let her off her leash

just feed me to the beast
but don't you take her off her leash x2

just leave me to die
there's nowhere to hide
from the beast that's inside
it's in you and i
i've watched the darkness cover your eyes
i've seen the dark thoughts cross through your mind

she said i'm falling apart
with these thoughts in my head
i should have known from the start
how all this would've ended

just feed me to the beast
but don't you take her off her leash

im stuck in the haze in your goodbyes
counting the cracks of my own mind
looking for peace that i'll never find
i'm crying out but the echo dies
got me trapped in this void
i think im paralyzed -
from these thoughts in my head
i should've known from the start
how all this would've end

she said i'm falling apart
with these thoughts in my head
I should have known from the start
how all this would've ended

just feed me to the beast
but don't you take her off her leash



† 5hy:
https://soundcloud.com/im5hy
https://open.spotify.com/artist/2TcMB2b7duIzDoXnAr4iTr
https://www.instagram.com/im5hy
https://www.youtube.com/@im5hy


† WHYTYLXR:
https://soundcloud.com/whytylxr
https://open.spotify.com/artist/2618WoveBPd91A0xWide3w
https://www.instagram.com/whytylxr/

LEASH

PRESAVE HERE:
https://share.amuse.io/track/godsent-void

void

"I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious."

fractured

Chapter IV “Event Horizon Collapse”


Return Signal

For a moment, it felt like victory.

The Anthem had united millions. Creator drones fell. Fleets reclaimed orbit. Survivors dared to whisper a forbidden word again, hope.


Then came the return signal.


A ripple spread through space, not light or sound, but a vibration that made stars flicker and blood boil. Sensors flagged it as background radiation… until the readings inverted.


Dormant black holes began to breathe.

Event horizons expanded like lungs exhaling annihilation.

Reality itself started to rewrite from the inside out.


The Great Folding


Universe 11 fell first. Its suns dimmed. Orbits warped. Entire fleets were dragged backward into nothing.


The Harrowguard tried to flee, but gravity had turned against them.

The Creators no longer needed armies, they could tilt reality.


Planets folded in half, their crusts peeling like pages before dissolving into the dark.

Final transmissions ended mid word:

“We’re falling, up”

Then silence.


Fractured Fleet


The remaining universes locked down.

Half their forces defended what was left of the living; the rest investigated the collapse.


Commander Serin Vahl, hero of the Siege of Caladrex, led the Eclipse Meridian into the distortion fields near Universe 10’s edge.


Gravity flowed sideways.

Time fractured like glass.

Stars bled colors no eye had ever seen.


At the center: something alive.

A Creator Engine, a machine larger than galaxies, humming in impossible silence.


It was rewriting existence, erasing entire histories in seconds.

Vahl ordered full recordings before contact was lost.

Those frequencies later became the foundation of the song “Event Horizon Collapse,” translating gravitational distortion into rhythm.


Graviton War


When the Harrowguard broadcast the data, the sound itself became destructive.

Planets shook apart under the bass frequencies of collapsing gravity.


Scientists called it Resonant Stabilization.

Soldiers called it Praying with Noise.

They played the Anthem constantly during battle, hoping it could hold reality together for a few seconds longer.


But the truth was clear:

The Creators weren’t fighting anymore.

They were erasing the board.


Cmdr Vahl’s Last Message


Three days after contact was lost, the Eclipse Meridian’s final transmission arrived, audio only, no visuals.

A trembling voice beneath the hum of distortion:


“We’ve seen it. The machine isn’t making war, it’s deleting memory, thought, history itself.

If anyone hears this… don’t look into the light. Save what you can. Hide it. Before the collapse reaches your skies.”


Then came the Harrowlight signal, warped, slowed, still human.

It became known as The Mourning Pulse, the first universal requiem.


By the time it faded, only eight universes remained.

The Harrowguard withdrew to deep orbit fortresses, their anthem reduced to static and whispers.


From the last transmission, the orphaned girl’s voice returned, older now, hardened by loss:


“If they erase us, we’ll rewrite ourselves.

This isn’t extinction.

This is reinvention.”


And thus began The War Protocol, the final defiance, a desperate plan to turn the Creators’ own machines against them.

