Something Wicked This Way Comes to Kick it

I.R.N.P.

Best Interest at Heart

Using Me, Abusing Me, Losing Me

Bomb-Bomb-Kaboom

Dis Belief Is Disbelief

Suburban Legend

Trauma Queen

This Movie Sucks

Wannabe

Touch The Sky

your brain is in the sink

Water my Own Garden

Nobody Cares

where did you go?

Some ghosts don’t stay buried.

AIBRY’s Whispers Beneath the Ash isn’t just an album — it’s a breakdown rebuilt into something louder. Mixing metalcore and trap, this record crawls out of the wreckage with heavy riffs, suffocating 808s, and spoken word pieces that feel like they were carved into the walls of a burning house.

Listen if you dare. Play it alone, but don’t say you weren’t warned.

Bury the Ghost

Fall

Germ Free Adolescents

I Am a Poseur

Desperate times call for desperate measures. So here’s a rap about my cats that I wrote a few days ago. Our cat Gotham is likely gonna die any day now unless we can pay for a pricey blood transfusion. She’s so young, and objectively the nicest cat you’ve ever met. 

Everybody’s hurting, so no pressure at all, but a like a share is free and could pass it along to somebody that can help. I basically lost my entire year’s worth of music income due to the virus, so honestly stuff like this is basically all I can do to help our lil Batman cat right now. Hope you get a chuckle out of it. Please pass it on!

Gofundme link:
https://www.gofundme.com/gotham-needs-a-transfusion?pc=fb_u_g&rcid=r01-158947291391-a1824b7d46b34019&utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=p_lico%2Bupdate

Lyrics:
Come here little kitty 
lemme squeeze them little beans
Lemme see them little claws
Like a lil Wolverine *pop pop*
Lemme rub your tummy
like a genie in a bottle
Purr like a Humvee walk like a model
When ya hear the can crack
Sneak attack back pack
Kill for the catnip
Chill when ya cat trip
*tripping balls*
Lick’em and stick’em hit’em with the dry heave
hair ball, rough tongue mlem like a Yoshi

*here kitty kitty*
Itty bitty nitty gritty little kitty cat king

Joe exotic don’t got it as half as bad as me
My little tiger is my king I’m just a peasant at his feet
*i didn’t know we had a king*
Somebody better ask Carole Baskin
How it feels to be the last one laughing 

Nobody else’s cat is as good as mine
My cat is one of a kind
Better be pets in the afterlife
Sharp teeth spread wide when ya throw it back
Yawn like a Sarlacc sleep like a Snorlax *Snorlax*

Big boy big stretch like a limousine
Lean cuisine don’t mean a thing 
There’s no such thing as all you can eat
For my little food machine
Big fat butt scratch for my itty bitty kitty cat king.

Kitty Cat King

Simple as I can say, I am an entity of the universe that is powered by light, love, and lyrics. I'm a real person through and through, everybody's friend especially when needed, and I make all kinds of interesting vibes in my music to share my story and relate to others. I'm KeviRtillery the KRT the King!

Something Wicked This Way Comes to Kick it

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