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Epitaphs From the Neon Dust is a journey through the wreckage—TrapMetal, Country, and Spoken Word fused into raw confession. AIBRY spits truth from the edge of relapse, heartbreak, and rebirth. No fake shine, no filters. Just pain turned into power, carved out of chaos and wrapped in distortion. Every track feels like it crawled out of the fire just to prove it could still scream.

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Spurs in the Ashes

🔥 A symphonic storm. A ritual of rebirth. The sound of awakening. 💨

“Cold Fire” - an elemental symphony of flames, whirlwinds, and ascension. Original poem set to mesmerising AI-generated music

Driven by storming violins, drums, and guitars, it rises through waves of intensity — crescendos that burn, collapse, and rise again. The deep male voice carries the force of the Whirlwind; the violins carry it's power to meet the Queen of Fire. Together they summon a power both human and divine.

This is no ordinary song — it’s an awakening.
Fire calls to Air. Air answers with a cosmic whirlwind.
Two forces ignite, mirror, and transform one another — until passion becomes creation itself.

🎧 Not just music — an invocation of awakening.

COLDFIRE
(original poem)

She came to me
as riddle,
as Lilith —
banished from Creation.
Fallen,
abandoned to despair,
no spark alive.

I recognized the fire
dormant under ashes,
the pure heart
sieged by smoke
and doubt.

I saw
the Queen of Fire,
lost in nightmares,
fearful of her
own thunder.
Her power
barely pulsing.
I heard her
silent whisper
calling for me.

At first,
when her faith
just flickered,
she was calling
for a lover,
then a witness.

The awakened
Queen of Fire
now is summoning
her ally.

She summons
the Whirlwind
to fan her flames,
the companion to explore
the depths
and heights
of Creation.

The scattered winds gather.
The Whirlwind
takes its first breath,
awakens -
and responds
to the call of Fire.

Who are we?
Dream weavers?
Keepers of the well of love?
Players in a cosmic game?
Dreamers of the game?
Dreamers, dreamers…

There are no words
to name us.

The Queen of Fire
and the Whirlwind.
Fire and Whirlwind,
Air and Fire
Fire and Air.
Together we are
Cold Fire,
breathing worlds
into being.

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