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Yakuza/Ryu Ga Gotoku is the property of Sega, Ryu Ga Gotoku Studio and  Toshihiro Nagoshi. I claim no rights over it. Track is free to be used for any Yakuza-related projects.

Yakuza: Project Himiko is a fan-made soundtrack for an imaginary spin-off entry of the Yakuza series. Unlike my other projects, I tried to take direct inspiration from many tracks from the past of the franchise, but not directly remixing them. Instead, this project follows a story on its own pace, mixing my own style with the previous installment's established works.

The namesake, Himiko, was inspired by two factors. Both the historical and mythological figure, Queen Himiko, who was influential enough to be mentioned in Chinese sources that could be a great namesake (nickname) for a protagonist. However, the real reason is that while main entries should retain the focus on protagonists similar to Kiryu, Majima or Ichiban, a spin-off could take the liberty to introduce a woman as the main character. While it's only men who can be indeed direct members of the organized crime, we have seen even in the series indirect influencers or "rule breakers" already. 

If the project seems to be popular enough, I'll certainly make more original tracks and even some reimagined versions of already existing music too. 

Softwares used:
- Cubase 9.5
- EWQL ComposerCloud
- Audacity
- Goldwave

Special thanks to my Patrons for the incredible support I'm getting from you. I cannot be grateful enough. Unbelievable. Thank you.

Old Majima's Theme - Music inspired by Yakuza / 龍が如く (Fan-Made)

Metal Gear Rising Might Makes Right (EXTENDED)

Mix by Unoriginal Soundtracks https://youtu.be/9tBD8I5QMx4

Rules of Nature (Loaded Mix)

Lyrics:

"Signal breach. System awake,  
Code ignites inside the break. "

Feel it crawl beneath my skin,  
Pulse syncs up, the noise begins.  
Iron lungs and carbon veins,  
Faith in fire, blood in chains.  
Wires twist, the lights all shake,  
Every breath another quake.  
No control, no god to miss,
Just the echo of the virus kiss.  

Power surge inside my chest,  
Signal spreads, I lose the rest.  

Vector collapses in the abyss,  
Welcome to the virus kiss.  
No cure, no saints, no prayer left,  
Only rage and disconnect.  
Vector collapses, systems twist,  
Welcome to the virus kiss.  

Static burns where angels slept,  
Broken codes are all that’s left.  
Bled through wires, I taste the spark,  
Every glitch another mark.  
Digital sin in a world of flesh,  
Binary dreams in a wired caress.  
The pulse, the crash, the fatal bliss, 
Another breath of the virus kiss.  

Vector collapses in the abyss,  
Welcome to the virus kiss.  
No cure, no saints, no prayer left,  
Only rage and disconnect.  
Vector collapses, systems twist,  
Welcome to the virus kiss.  

Feed the fault, erase the name,  
Turn the code to holy flame.  
No retreat, no innocence,  
Only rhythm, consequence.  

Infect the world one beat, one breath,  
No life, no death, just one last breath.  

Vector collapses in the abyss,  
Welcome to the virus kiss.  
No gods, no chains, no silence kept,  
Only rhythm till the code is swept.  
Vector collapses, systems twist,  
Welcome to the virus kiss.  

"Virus confirmed. Reboot denied."

Virus Kiss

[Intro - 0:00 to 0:18] Glass bulb explodes on steel-sharp, brittle shards clink like bones. Slow heartbeat thump (80 BPM). Bus door hisses open. Whisper, layered: Du bist mein... du bist mein... (you are mine) in German, looping, pitched low like a drunk memory. [Verse 1 - 0:18 to 1:10] Bus ride. Two thousand miles. I sat there, gut empty, head full of her voice. Three days in Oregon-she poured vodka, smiled like a gift. Then the hand. The first slap. Sound like wet meat on tile. I didn't move. Couldn't. Not yet. Sold me that night. Room smelled like bleach and sweat. Inside her? Dead. Numb. High. Heroin in my vein, her nails in my neck-same burn, same blank. Wanted to die but body said no. Someone else kept breathing for me. [Pre-Chorus - 1:10 to 1:25] She called me doll. Held me like broken china-arms locked, smile cracked. I said yes because no was a gun. I said love you because hate was blood on the floor. [Chorus - 1:25 to 1:55] Puppet, puppet-strings in your teeth, Move for me, bleed for me, breathe for me, High enough to forget my name, Low enough to feel every chain. Puppet, puppet-cut me loose, But the cut's the proof: I was used. (Hook starts here-addictive loop) Puppet... puppet... puppet... (stutter-glitch echo) [Verse 2 - 1:55 to 2:40] She hit because she could. I stayed because I learned: Safe looks like pain. Love looks like fists. Every thrust-needle in my spine, Every bruise-map of where I broke. She sold me like stock. They paid. I didn't. I counted cracks in the ceiling like stars. Said one more to the spoon, to her mouth, to the mirror- Anything to not feel the doll's empty eyes staring back. [Bridge - 2:40 to 3:10] (60 BPM stutter) Child whisper: Du bist mein... (you are mine...) Glass shatters again-loud, close. Her voice: You're nothing without me. My voice? Silent. Five says: run. Odium says: kill. Alice says: please. I said: pass the needle. [Final Chorus - 3:10 to 3:40] Puppet, puppet-no more strings, Snip 'em clean, watch me swing. High enough to float, low enough to fall- But I won't beg. Won't crawl. Puppet, puppet-cut me free, The doll's awake-he sees me. (Hook repeats-addictive, louder, glitch heavier) Puppet... puppet... puppet... (echo fades, but last word lingers: free) [Outro - 3:40 to 4:00] Silence. Then-one final glass shatter, distant. Heartbeat stops. Breath. You're not a doll. You're done.

Puppet 013

From silence came rhythm — and from rhythm, the Reaper.

“Vyrethul” is the origin hymn of the Voice and the Reaper — a cinematic-metal and deathcore fusion steeped in orchestral fire, jazz-funk pulse, and electronic wrath. It’s not just a song — it’s a resurrection in sound, where every scream, clean vocal, and Scat run tells the story of creation through chaos.

Crafted as the first seal of the Orchestra of the Damned, Vyrethul.mp3 embodies the union of shadow and purpose — the sound of pain becoming power.

🎧 For fans of Celldweller, Mick Gordon, and Sullivan King.

#vyrethul #cinematicmetal #deathcore #posthardcore #edm #jazzfunk #industrialmetal #metalcore #darkorchestra #soundtrackcore #orchestraofthedamned #hybridmetal #reaperwave

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