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Sohodolls - 1724 (Slowed)

One of Maretu’s older songs- I couldnt find it uploaded here so I decided to do it myself- also dont ask about the image used- its the image on the original pv 😟

Atashi NEET!!www - Maretu ft. Hatsune Miku

SlipKnot - People = Shit [MARETU cover]

HAPPYPILLS

Hal - ORDER [Utsu-P cover] feat. 初音ミク

Как никто никогда

A rage filled track for surivors of abuse and SA written and produced by Delilah Bon

I Wish A Bitch Would

SohoDolls - 1724.

I (Heart) You - KMFDM slowed

текст:

tg: mewmet5 

https://band.link/6mnLM

Забираю малолетку, говорю ей низким тоном
"Раздевайся, мы щас будем трахаться под мефедроном"
Я снимаю все колечки и ложу их под комодом
Я запалю тебе свечки, чтобы светились как неоном
А теперь в темноте ты на мне, а я где-то в трипе
Я тогда подумал, что я в клипе
Мне казалось, мы не те, мы не те, кто мы есть на самом деле
Мы какие-то не те
Забираю малолетку, закрываю дома шторы
Нюхаю одну дорогу, путая все коридоры
Я сажусь на своё ложе, заплетая тебе косы
Я снимаю всю одежду, и с тебя снимаю тоже
А теперь в темноте, ты на мне, а я где-то в трипе
Я когда подумал, что я в клипе
Мне казалось, мы не те, мы не те, кто мы есть на самом деле
Мы какие-то не те
Забираю малолетку, говорю ей низким тоном
"Раздевайся, мы щас будем трахаться под мефедроном"
Я снимаю все колечки и ложу их под комодом
Я запалю тебе свечки, чтобы светились как неоном
А теперь в темноте ты на мне, а я где-то в трипе
Я тогда подумал, что я в клипе
Мне казалось, мы не те, мы не те, кто мы есть на самом деле
Мы какие-то не те
Мы не те, мы не-, мы не-, мы не-, мы не те
Мы не те, мы не-, мы не-, мы не-, мы не те
Мы не те, мы не-, мы не-, мы не-, мы не те
Мы не те, мы не-, мы не-, мы не-, мы не те
Мы не те, мы не те, мы не те

мы не те (запрещенный трек в рф)

The world had already ended by the time he opened his eyes.

Ash blanketed the ground like a second sky fallen to earth, and the air tasted of iron and forgotten prayers. Smoke coiled above shattered mountains, and nothing moved but the slow drift of dust over the bones of empires. He didn’t remember his name — only that he had survived when so many had not.

"Keep walking" a voice echoed faintly in his mind. "So long as you move, you exist."

And so he walked. Across silent battlefields where rusted swords lay buried beneath ash, through cities whose towers stood hollow and broken like the ribs of a dying beast. His feet seemed to know the path before his mind could recall why he followed it.

At the edge of the wastelands, he found her — the woman in white, her cloak torn, her eyes burning with the last fire left in the world. Once, they called her the Savior. Now, she stood before the ruins of her own legend.

"You came back" he rasped.

"I never left" she replied, her eyes fixed on the burning horizon. "This is the kingdom I built… and the grave I deserve."

She turned, and with a simple gesture, the horizon caught fire.

And still, he walked.

Through blackened forests and across frozen rivers that no longer flowed. Among the ruins, he met the last king, crownless, seated on a broken throne.

"Why stay here?" he asked.

"To remember", the king answered. "If I leave, all of this will be forgotten. And if no one remembers… did we ever exist at all?"

Before he could reply, the ground trembled. From the cracks of the dying earth, a hunger emerged, wearing familiar faces and calling with voices that no longer belonged to the living.

"Come to us. Rest. Forget."

He turned his back on them and kept moving.

As the final dawn broke — a pale light before endless night—ash fell again. The gods were long gone, their temples swallowed by time. Only the dead moved freely now, and even they seemed lost.

Yet he pressed on, his steps heavier with each breath.

"Why am I still here?" he wondered.

And then he remembered — a promise made before the fires, a life that once held meaning.

Far from war and ruin, he reached the last sanctuary. Bodies hung in perfect stillness, bound in ritual silence. Their faces were calm, their struggle long abandoned. Above them loomed faceless gods — cold and waiting.

"Is this the end?" he thought. "A world without struggle… without hope?"

In that silence, something ancient stirred. Not with fury, but with presence so absolute that even the air refused to move.

Without words, it asked: "Will you kneel?"

He stood still, then stepped forward—not to surrender, but to rise.

Because even in the face of the end, he chose awakening.

DAWN OF ASHES

Black Hole Artist

A freestyle with my own lyrics of Eminem's Godzilla self produced :)

Godzilla (Eminem Freestyle)

THIS IS NOT MY SONG I JUST WANTED IT POSTED ON THIS PLATFORM CUZ I COULDNT FIND IT

MARETU Ft. 初音ミク (Hatsune Miku) - ROCKET DIVE

Produced & Written by Delilah Bon (Lauren Tate)
Lyrics by Delilah Bon 
So he told me to change my top right
He said it was too revealing
So I said
I don't listen to you
I can dress how I want
I can dress how I feel
If I wanna dress like this
Wear my fave high heels
You do not own my shit
You do not own my skin
Boy I'm wearing this
And I don't listen to you

Shake that booty for nobody but your damn self
Shake that booty for nobody but your damn self
Shake that booty for nobody but your damn self
Your damn self
I don't listen to you

People wanna judge
Throw shade at girls like us
Who don't bow down to the men
Who wanna try and cover us up
We aren't your property
We aren't accessories
So listen carefully
Cause I don't listen to you

Shake that booty for nobody but your damn self
Shake that booty for nobody but your damn self
Shake that booty for nobody but your damn self
Your damn self

Cause people gonna judge everything that I do
In the way that I dress or the way that I move
All eyes on me as I enter the room
Boys like you better grow up soon
Cause girls like us won't cover shit up
Girls like us will never shut up
Girls like us feel angry as fuck
I don't listen to you

With everybody looking his face be dropping
I'll be shaking my shit I'll be turning it up
All of these girls they'll be looking at me like
Go on sis' we'll be fucking it up
I just wanna break these chains
Middle finger up in his face
You boys should know your place
Cause I don't listen to you

You
You

I Don't Listen To You

All songs written & Produced by Delilah Bon (Lauren Tate)
Punk influenced Hip Hop Artist from Barnsley, South Yorkshire.

I Get The Feelin'

War On Women

LEMONKASHA isn’t just music—it’s an evolving organism, a living pulse of sound where AI and human emotion merge to create something entirely new. This project defies categories, bending raw intensity and precision into a soundscape that feels like a glitch in reality itself.

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