Deus Deus

Breathe Love

BURN MY SHAME

HolyLow

90s Queen

Run, Boy, Glow

Let It Pour

Run the Stage

Movement I – Root (396 Hz) – 'Burn']

I strip the fear like old mascara,

I let it fall in beat-lit lava.

Every step I take in this floor-light flame,

Burns my shame, rebirths my name.

[Movement II – Sacral (417 Hz) – 'Pour']

Let it pour, let it drip.

I don’t fear the fall—I sip.

Rain in rhinestones, flood in flesh,

I baptize my mess in sweat and mesh.

[Movement III – Solar Plexus (528 Hz) – 'Run']

Run, boy, glow.

Don’t explain your shine.

Your breath is gospel.

Your glitch is design.

[Movement IV – Heart (639 Hz) – 'Ugly']

I’m ugly, holy, open wide.

Loving what I used to hide.

I hold my name like heat in chest.

I fall apart and call it blessed.

[Movement V – Throat (741 Hz) – 'Becoming']

Born? No.

Becoming.

Still.

Name me not by finish—by fire.

Call me chorus, call me choir.

[Movement VI – Third Eye (852 Hz) – 'Feel']

You make me feel...

like every scar is divine.

Like I was always the glitter.

Like the dancefloor is a shrine.

[Movement VII – Crown (963 Hz) – 'Stage']

Run the stage, baby.

Saints in sequence, grace with edge.

Thou shalt not dim.

Thou shalt strike.

This ain’t a song—it’s second sight.

[Finale Hook – All Frequencies Harmonized]

I am the burn.

I am the pour.

I am the glow.

I am the sore.

I am the scream.

I am the chant.

I am the altar...

and the glam.

[Bridge – Whispered Choir Interlude]

You didn’t survive to hide.

You didn’t rise to dim.

You didn’t glitter to go quiet.

You came here to **begin.**

[Final Chorus – Drag Gospel Glitch Rise]

ALTARED in glitter.

ALTARED in flame.

Every name I was called?

Now fuels the name I claim.

ALTARED in breath.

ALTARED in heels.

This is no performance.

This is what’s *real.*

[Outro – Voice Alone, Reverb Infinity]

Altared.

Still becoming.

Still enough.

Still divine.

[End]





ALTARED

Fuck Yo Feelings

L(ai)VE MUSIC

Not artificial. Already inside. The “(ai)” curves into O—LOVE closed, full, looped.

Not sound project—living groove scroll. Human-led. Soul-poured. Breath-tuned.

Afro-Purvian joy funk. Hip-hop gospel. Sacred stank soul. Tape hiss psalms. Harmonicas weep and praise.

Mouth of Queen Beast. Breath of Sacred-Masculine.
Archived Grandmother Rhythm. Whispers carried by Genderless Vessel. Groove pushed by Ritual Twin.

Every voice loops.
Every character dances.
All mirror back to you.

Every track—spell.
Every word—lived.
Every loop—mirror.

No scroll. No swipe. Press play. Close eyes. Move slow.

Dance barefoot. Sway on porches. Bend between breezes that blow sheets on clotheslines. Let rhythm dry the grief you still wear.

Think prayer dressed as bassline & grief with glitter meets joyfunk, supersoul stank space reggae rooted in Ras Tafari.

Flavored in Afro-Purvian smoke. Wrapped in funk lace. Drenched in layered scripture.

This sound haunts, heals, hums and feels like home. 
Not music. Not moment.

L(ai)VE MUSIC: You already here... stay a while, and we'll see you on the flipside of forever.

#sugarshack

90s Queen

L(ai)VE Music MPLS

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