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Vyzer +Pröz - WHERE UR MANS (eternall remix)

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KMT KI Media 2025 (20.10.2025)
Album Nr. 170 "Dance of Despair by KMT" - Style: Gothic, Rock, Metal, Industrial, EBM, Darkwave | Tracks: 30 (ai generated)
Lyric: English

Thema: Enter a desolate world of industrial decay and haunting beauty with 'Dance of Despair.' This album delves into the depths of despair, exploring themes of loss, isolation, and the struggle for hope amidst a bleak landscape.

From the driving industrial beats to the soaring gothic melodies, each track paints a vivid picture of a world on the brink. Immerse yourself in a sonic landscape where darkness and beauty intertwine, and discover the resilience of the human spirit in the face of overwhelming despair.

Track 01: Solace in Shadows
gothic rock, orchestral, dark romantic

Track 03: Shadows in Your Eyes
Gothic metal, industrial

Track 05: Echoes of Yesterday
darkwave, EBM

Track 07: Frosted Love
Gothic Rock, Ballad

Track 09: Shadow Waltz
darkwave, orchestral, atmospheric

Track 11: Eternal Shadows
symphonic metal, gothic metal

Track 13: Fallen Grace
Gothic Rock

Track 15: Shadows of the Last Breath
deathrock, punk, gothic rock

Track 17: Silent Storm
dark ambient, gothic

Track 19: Steel Hearts and Hollow Eyes
industrial, gothic

Track 21: A Kiss at Midnight
Gothic Pop, synthpop, darkwave

Track 23: Fleeting Days
neoclassical darkwave, classical, melancholic

Track 25: Endless Echoes
Gothic, doom metal

Track 27: Realm of Shadows
Dark Folk, Gothic

Track 29: Echoes of You
orchestral, gothic

If you would like to use my music commercially, please contact me. No financial income may be generated from my music without my permission. My music is free for private and commercial use. However, I would appreciate it if you would credit me (Kurt Michael Treichl) as the author. Please also mention that this is AI music.

Thank you for your time. Enjoy your journey through my artificially created musical paradise.

© Album cover and music were created by Kurt Michael Treichl using AI support.

Best regards,
Kurt Michael Treichl (KMT KI Media | AI Music Austria) - Austria / Salzburg

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AI Music Austria

15 Shadows of the Last Breath v1


World lookin’ toxic green at night,
three days up and my pulse still bites.
Every stare cut sharp like a steel-blade line,
and crank in my veins keeps twistin’ my mind.
Shadows whisper when the walls get thin,
something crawls deep under my skin.
Somebody’s drawing out where I’ll end —
whole damn town tryna drag me again.


Tell me how they say it’s fine,
when I’m stuck below that bottom line.
Bones for wages, nights for pain,
hunger burnin’ through my veins again.
If fear would fade and leave my mind,
maybe someday I’d sleep just fine.


“Peace on Earth?” man spare that line,
barely breathin’, hollowed dry inside.
Job crush bone for a check that dies,
dust on my plate and dust on my life.
So I chase that crank to stay upright,
heart still racin’ through the dead-end night.
Hours blur and my vision shakes,
trade my breath for whatever it takes.


Tell me how the world is fair,
when I’m broke and drownin’ in thin air.
Dreams fall flat ‘fore they land anywhere,
time slip fast and it don’t play fair.
If fear let go for one more prayer,
maybe I’d stop pacin’ there.


To kill that hunger I slip to dope,
time slows down like a breakin’ rope.
Heartbeats drag on a fog-lined slope,
seconds melt and forget their hope.
Cravings fade into dust and smoke,
world moves slow like somethin’ broke.


Even if dope turns bones to sand,
pulls my thoughts from my own damn hands,
nothin’ matters, nothin’ stands —
world drifts off into a grey-wash land.
Voices fade like motel rain,
names and faces blur the same.
If it’s peace or rot or pain,
I can’t tell — I’m numb again.


TWISTED

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