Insison & Tony Markham - Power of Two

© Copyright one of my best love songs was written about my home how i wanted everyone to feel welcome and to be loved it was a special place,that last verse i added a few words for the positive living centre.Any way yes one of my best love songs and the feeling of being welcome into my orbit

you are welcome here

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The egregious amount of bullshit i put up with to make this guitar part is UNSPEAKABLE

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Toll Keeper – Song Description (Trap x Brutalstep)

A brutal confessional forged in distortion and dread, “Toll Keeper” is a trap-brutalstep hybrid that rips open the gates of spiritual warfare. Cory Fletcher delivers venomous verses over glitch-scorched basslines, cinematic brass hits, and orchestral stabs that bleed like scripture.

This track isn’t just music—it’s a reckoning. Raised in violence, hardened in Valley Lake Boys Home, and baptized in chaos, Cory spits from the mouth of his past: a life of numb lust, jailhouse survival, and soul-deep scars. Every hook is a scream. Every drop is a descent.

⚠️ Warning: This isn’t for the faint of heart. “Toll Keeper” dives into the war between faith and flesh, redemption and ruin. It’s the sound of chains breaking, of demons clawing, of truth bleeding through the beat.

For fans of: $uicideboy$, Scarlxrd, Ghostemane, Excision, and anyone who finds salvation in distortion.

Lyrics:
You want passage? Then pay the toll. Blood, soul, or silence. Choose wrong—and burn whole.

I’m the breath at the gate, the debt in the dark, Ledger got claws, every entry leaves a mark. Torch in my grip, I tally the screams, Sin is the currency, lies buy dreams.

Steel jaw locked, no mercy, no grace, Cross my bridge, I erase your face. Ash for the fee, bones for the debt, You beg for light—I charge regret.

Toll Keeper! I don’t blink, I don’t sleep! Soul Reaper! I count sins, I dig deep! Gate Sealer! You want through? Then bleed! Hell’s Dealer! I’m the price you never see!

I don’t deal with angels, I spit in their choir, My throne’s built from vows that expired in fire. You think you’re chosen? I brand chosen ones, Chains of guilt, tongues that weigh a ton.

I’m the echo in judgment, pause in the prayer, Silence that answers when no gods care. I’m the toll, the tax, the final breath, The whisper that walks you into death.

No coin? No plea? Then scream for me. I’ll carve your name in brimstone ink, And drag you down before you blink.

I brand the meek with martyr’s screams, Halos rust in my fever dreams. I lace the hymns with venom and dust, Crown the liars in sacred crust.

My altar’s built from broken oaths, Saints and sinners hang too close. I sip their guilt like communion wine, Then spit it back in a jagged line.

Toll Keeper! I don’t kneel, I don’t pray! Soul Reaper! I make saints decay! Gate Sealer! I choke light with flame! Hell’s Dealer! I baptize in shame!

I stitched the veil with betrayal’s thread, Every loop a promise the prophets fled. I dance on relics, grind holy bones, Laugh in tongues no priest condones.

My scripture’s etched in heretic cries, Gospel of rot where angels die. I twist redemption into a blade, And carve the faithful where they fade.

I’m the hymn that haunts the dying breath, The psalm that poisons grace with death. I wear the robes of fallen kings, Drag their crowns through rusted rings.

I toll the bell for the final rite, A dirge that swallows hope and light. You plead for mercy—I give you lore, Then slam the gate and ask for more.

Toll Keeper! I don’t bend, I don’t break! Soul Reaper! I feed on your ache! Gate Sealer! I drown truth in sin! Hell’s Dealer! I cash souls within!

I’m the last verse in your sacred book, The one they burned but still you took. I’m the echo in your final scream, The toll you pay to leave the dream.

No light, no path, no holy plea— Just me, the gate, and your final fee. So bleed your truth, and drop your name, I’ll brand your soul in ash and flame.

Toll Keeper! I don’t blink, I don’t sleep! Soul Reaper! I count sins, I dig deep! Gate Sealer! You want through? Then bleed! Hell’s Dealer! I’m the price you never see!

Toll Keeper

23 year old #EDM artist who makes #riddim #dubstep #trap

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