Techno Rave

I’m Sorry

Voodoo-U

She and Mr. Jones (Remastered)

Voodoo-U (Remastered)

SIN SEX & SALVATION

Fuck Me



Why can't I be happy,

Diagnosed Borderline at 15   

Now 38,

Molested youth,

Sexual used like toy ,

Discarded creating wounds,

at 19 self destruction,

Now I'm burnt out,

just a old religion forgotten 

Like I always knew I was,

No matter how much I cry,

I never find release,

Will I ever be ok,

My emotions are like a gun shot to the souls,

Force feeding my glass covered in motor oil,

But never experiencing death ,

Emotionally injecting me with bleach, 

Just to have convolution,

My tears are dry,

Expressionless,

Drugs only go so far to cover the damage,

That no one would protect me,

I drink myself to sleep or until I can't see,

Trying to die,

But knowing I will aways awake the next day,

I started cutting my wrists 

But now I over indulge and write,

Numbing my soul from others and the world

No one wants to know me anyway 

But I can't accept I'll never be ok,

I watch my world burn,

While I drink wine in silence, 

Trap borderline and confused,

Out of control but I look normal,

I can't relate,

My emotions are to strong,

I'm so numb to everything but I am a fire storm in the mind,

Distorted intrusive thought are like,

Being stabbed millions of times,

Feeling every infection for a life time in seconds,

Downloaded a saved

During the day and night,

Knowing know one feels the same,

Or can,

Never meeting anyone because I don't know how,

Isolated learning all I can,

I only got one life not like I'm coming back,

But I try to kill everything everyday with no questions or care for anyone,

Worshiping death but god makes me unable to die when I want,

Forcing me to suffer until my life is over and done,

Borderline 2

Deception as art. This track fuses mechanical riffs with human screams, revealing how lies become law. Saxophone cuts through the chaos like a blade of sorrow — every note a confession of guilt.

Can you smell the ash?
The garden blooms... in blood.

[Verse 1]
March in silence, boots in flame,
Every face — looks the same.
Kill the past, erase the pain,
The blood we spill becomes our chain.

Hands of rage, eyes of steel,
Forget what mercy used to feel.
No forgiveness, no retreat,
Every heartbeat — drums of defeat.

[Bridge I]
BLOOD AND EARTH — ONE DOMAIN!
VIOLENCE RUNS THROUGH EVERY VEIN!
TEAR THE SKY — RIP THE GROUND!
FEED THE FIRE — HEAR THE SOUND!

[Chorus]
Red rain falls again,
No saints — no end.

[Verse 2]
You shot the sun, I watched it fade,
We made this hell — we called it faith.
The bones you plant — the seeds will bloom,
In gardens shaped like open tombs.

[Bridge II]
FLAME TO FLESH — TURN IT BLACK!
GOD’S NOT HERE — HE WON’T COME BACK!
SCREAM MY NAME — FEEL THE VOID!
VIOLENCE BUILDS WHAT LOVE DESTROYED!

[Chorus]
Red rain falls again,
No saints — no end.

[Bridge III]
BLEED IT DRY — FEED THE GUN!
EVERY KILL — ANOTHER SUN!
WE ARE FIRE — WE ARE CLAY!
VIOLENCE LIVES — WE DECAY!

[Outro]
Shhh…
Don’t cry, love.
The war is over.
We just forgot who won.

INFERNO

Violence

This might be our most experimental record yet.
Maybe even the most dangerous one.

Psycho Killer isn’t here to comfort you — it’s here to crawl under your skin.
It’s a fever dream stitched together from dark pop, brutal death metal, grindcore, and the sweet, sick perfume of obsession.
Imagine if Billie Eilish, Nine Inch Nails, and Cannibal Corpse got trapped in a padded room together —
and decided to write love songs for their hallucinations.

This album is a trip through fractured minds —
self-reflection turned inside out,
lust twisted into paranoia,
madness dressed up like beauty.
Every track is a new personality,
a new voice whispering in the dark.

It’s sensual, psychotic, and brutally human.
A carnival of everything broken,
a love letter to the monsters we hide inside.

All of them share one truth:
They are Psycho Killers.
And maybe —
so are you.

She and Mr. Jones (Remastered)

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