what do u want from me ?
Шо ты хочешь ?
саған менен не керек ?
Qué quieres de mí ?
你想從我這裡得到些什麼 ？
나한테 뭘 원하는 거야?
Аз ман чи мехоҳи ?

Maze, psychopathic daze, I create this waste
Back away from tangents on the verge of drastic ways
Can't escape this place, I deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying
Put me in a homemade cellar
Put me in a hole for shelter
Someone hear me, please, all I see is hate
I can hardly breathe and I can hardly take it
Hands on my face, overbearing, I can't get out!
Hands on my face, overbearing, I can't
Lost, run at my own cost, hearing laughter, scoffed
Learning from the rush, detached from such and such
Bleak all around me, weak, listening, incomplete
I am not a dog but I'm the one you're dogging
I am in a buried kennel
I have never felt so final
Someone find me, please, losing all reserve
I'm fucking gone, I think I'm fucking dying
Hands on my face, overbearing, I can't get out!
Hands on my face, overbearing, I can't
You all stare, but you'll never see
There's something inside me
You all stare, but you'll never see
There's something inside me
You all stare, but you'll never see
There's something inside me
You all stare, but you'll never see
There's something in you I despise!
Cut me, show me, enter
I am willing and able and never any danger to myself
Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain
Or was my tolerance a phase? Empathy, out of my way
I can't die!
I can't die!
I can't die!
I can't die!
You all stare, but you'll never see
There's something inside me
You all stare, but you'll never see
There's something inside me
You all stare, but you'll never see
There's something inside me
You all stare, but you'll never see
There's something in you I despise!
Despise, despise!
Purity!
Purity!
Purity!
Purity!
Purity!
Purity!
Purity!
Purity!

Slipknot - Purity

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Nirvana - Drain You

Hex in the Mirror

Originally recorded in 2012 for The Killing Swarm's "Shunt Trip"

Basking in the Sulphur and money
Burned brown
Spinning all around
Hogtied to the dead of night
Forty days pacing the cell of life
Broadcasting live from the burlap sack
Celibate for the first few times

Catastrophic pain
Send everyone you can
My limbs are lacking attention 
Descend, descend, then paralyze
Pegleg
Salt for brains

The bone is hosed
My only pose
Two hundred years shy of a medical miracle
I lost my eyes
But my spies have spies 
Scuttle this ship
I don’t think so

Catastrophic pain
Send everyone you can
My limbs are lacking attention 
Descend, descend, then paralyze
Pegleg
Salt for brains

Micah Robinson - Guitar
Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals
John Makarewicz - Drums

Pegleg

Masters and possessors (sons of Cain)


Neon veins ignite the night,
Every thought reduced to light.
Dreams collapse in coded flow,
The more we share, the less we know.
⸻

[Chorus｜The Network’s Prayer]
We’re wired tight in endless chains,
Breathing data, swapping pains.
Each brief link a fading spell —
Welcome home, connected hell.
⸻

So I turned off the trembling screen,
Found a peace so cold, so clean.
Yet silence hums the vacant air,
No voices left, no one there.
⸻


We’re safe beneath our handmade sky,
No one speaks and none can lie.
Freedom feels like padded steel —
Welcome home, standalone hell.
⸻


Wire or wall, we always bleed,
From silence grows another need.
Connection stings, seclusion kills —
Between them both, the heartbeat stills.
⸻


In the loop we spin again,
Lost between the now and then.
Every Eden, every cell —
Is both connected heaven, and standalone hell.


Connected Hell, Standalone Eden

Sun’s up, but the sky looks mean. This track paints a picture of a seaside nightmare where beach patrols count profits and justice is sold like bubblegum. It's a surfin' rebellion against a system where cruelty isn't a glitch, it's the code. We’re the virus in the overload, surfing the chaos until the system pops.

(Verse 1)

Sun’s up, but the sky looks mean
Red tape wrapped in kerosene
Boardwalk ghosts with plastic grins
Smile wide while they reel you in

Cut the cord, they pull the plug
Gaslight’s burning, kiss the thug
Shockwave justice, twisted fun
They sell the pain like bubblegum!

(Chorus)

Cruelty’s the policy — hey! hey!
Kicks you down and calls it free — hey! hey!
Laugh it off, it’s tyranny in flip-flops
We surf the chaos till the system pops!

(Verse 2)

Beach patrols with mirrored eyes
Counting profits while freedom dies
Wave breaks on the TV screen
Neon sins in a washed-out dream

Blood in the sand, flags in the breeze
A nation kneels on bended knees
They call it order — we call it crime
We’ll crash their wave in double time!

(Chorus)

Cruelty’s the policy — hey! hey!
Spray-paint justice on the sea — hey! hey!
Ride the line, defy the tide
We’re the noise they can’t confine!

(Bridge)

You can’t drown a movement, man
Even in your master plan
We’re wired, wild, uncontained
You build walls — we build waves!

(Breakdown)

Cruelty’s not a glitch — it’s the code!
And we’re the virus in the overload!

(Final Chorus)

Cruelty’s the policy — hey! hey!
But we’ll rewrite that melody — hey! hey!
Surf the storm, don’t sink or hide
We’re the riptide, we’re the other side!

(Outro)

Cruelty’s the policy... not anymore... not anymore...

Conduit - Cruelty’s the policy

KAMORTHON - Helena (The misfits cover)

Ugly

Crazy

Avoidant personality disorder (AVPD) is a mental health condition characterized by profound feelings of inadequacy, hypersensitivity to criticism or rejection, and avoidance of social situations due to a deep fear of being criticized, humiliated, or rejected. People with AVPD desire social connection but their maladaptive avoidance patterns, stemming from their feelings of being socially inept or inferior, lead to significant distress and difficulty functioning in daily life.

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