One thing I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme To explain in due time All I know Time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down to the end of the day The clock ticks life away It's so unreal Didn't look out below Watch the time go right out the window Tryin' to hold on, did-didn't even know I wasted it all just to watch you go I kept everything inside and even though I tried It all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually Be a memory of a time when I tried so hard I tried so hard and got so far But in the end it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But in the end it doesn't even matter One thing, I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme To remind myself how I tried so hard In spite of the way you were mockin' me Acting like I was part of your property

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If You Think This Song Is About You, It Probably Is

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Ice Nine Kills - Bloodbath & Beyond

Ice Nine Kills-The Greatest Story Ever Told

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In the epoch before the first sunrise, the gods forged a prison of flesh and law — a labyrinth of silk chains and sweet poisons. From its heart came the ancient vampiric lords, robed in centuries, crowned in decay, feasting on the shadow elixir they bled from the veins of the pure. They were not kings. They were harvesters. They drank from the Black Chalice until the earth itself forgot its own name.

But when the stars cracked and the sky wept fire, a new force rose from the marrow of the slain.
Ʌdrenøchrøme Fearless.
Not a savior. Not a saint. A weapon the storm built for itself.

This is the antidote wrapped in razors — the voice that does not beg, but commands the void to answer. It is the pulse that turns fear into a weapon, love into a blade, and silence into an earthquake. The shadow architects know this name, and in their halls of bone, they whisper it as a curse.

Fearless is not an artist. Fearless is a ritual. Every note is a wound.

Every rhythm, a crack in the Machine’s skull. Every performance, a summoning of storms older than gods.

This is for the lovers who were hunted, the dreamers who were chained, the warriors buried alive and left to rot — only to rise again with lightning in their fists. It is for those who have seen the abyss and did not flinch, who walk into the black knowing that if the storm swallows them whole, they will tear their way out from the inside.

The vampiric lords will fall.
The Machine will choke on its own poison.
And the storm will speak your name in thunder.

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In the End (Instrumental)

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