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Prophecy of a Falling Star is the debut ritual-cycle by Choralith — an all-female contralto ensemble whose voices rise like ancient bells from the dust of prophecy.  Inspired by the Minor Prophets of the Old Testament, the album re-imagines their warnings and laments as a living percussion-driven trance — a sacred performance in eleven movements.

Each song becomes a scripture of sound:
• Hosea opens with a betrayed love turned back to mercy.
• Joel burns with digital locusts and comet fire.
• Amos drops the plumb line straight through the bones of empire.
• Obadiah topples the proud and returns gold to clay.
• Jonah sings from the whale’s heart, reborn through surrender.
• Micah calls justice from the soil.
• Habakkuk waits inside the silence until the flame speaks.
• Zephaniah dances in the ashes of deliverance.
• Haggai shakes heaven and earth until only truth remains.
• Zechariah redraws the dawn.
• Malachi closes the circle in the refiner’s fire.

Recorded as one continuous sonic pilgrimage, Prophecy of a Falling Star moves from mourning to motion, from judgment to joy — blending hand drums, shakers, udu, bowed metal, and three-voice contralto harmony into a world-tribal gospel that feels both ancient and futuristic.

When the falling star returns, the rhythm will not end.
Only the silence will learn to sing.

The Remnant Sings

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Mad Honey Mandi - Jilling Off Lyrics:

(Never enough, fuck)

(Verse 1)
You can call me Jill
Baby I'm Jilling off (Right?)
Wind me up then I'll pop
(Go raw!)
Come get your fill, baby don't stop
Pump until I’m over full
Breed me with every drop
Bratty enough for bondage
Bind my wrists and crack the riding crop
Mad Mandi is the name 
Baby call me Jill when I'm schlicking off
Equipped with toys that awe and shock
Collars with locks, dragon cocks
Whips and chains, leather gimp masks, and hot rocks
So horny and insane
I can Flash Step, but never dodge a cumshot
Momma named me Miranda
But I'm Jill if you know my spots 
Fuck baby watch, I'm Jilling off

(Chorus)
A lake between my thighs when you watch
Ahegao face, mesmerized by throbbing rods
I have many Daddy’s so I'm never ever lost
Always getting off, drenched and a mommy boss
My fingers circle and dodge
Please Jack watch me!
(watch Ughh)
I'm Jilling off!
I'm Jilling off!
I'm Jilling off!
I'm Jilling off!

(Verse 2)
Baby I'm Jill,
(I'm Jilling ughh)
Our home is toy filled and improved
Daddy drill me down,
with your primal tools
Looking for meat? Yearning for a feel
All alone at home and cumming still
A hundred sex toys morphed me into Jill
A million cums make me feel unreal
Time and space take a spill
My body is a gateway to exceptional feels
Lovers who have the key
Unlock mortal thrill
Be gentle with my clit, like a pwetty pearl
Never seen a squirter?
I’m one of those girls
Good sex ain’t first? We're from different worlds
Do you wanna vibe with me?
Connect when we link,
I'm fully charged up to play in the Pink 
Hot and horny to keep it real
Fuck, I'm just Jill
(I'm Jilling off baby)
(Ugh are you watching?)
(Jilling off)

(Chorus)
A lake between my thighs when you watch
Ahegao face, mesmerized by throbbing rods
I have many Daddy’s so I'm never ever lost
Always getting off, drenched and a mommy boss
My fingers circle and dodge
Please Jack watch me!
(Watch Ughh)
I'm Jilling off!
I'm Jilling off!
I'm Jilling off!
Jack, watch me, i’m Jilling off

Son Of A Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You) [feat. Carly Simon]

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