Decade of Hate

Puppet Master (Live)

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Music by Embracing the Plague:

Vocals, Lyrics and Samples - David Dick
Guitars - Sam Raven
Guitars - Jordan Gawley
Bass - Richard Dellamorte
Drums - Justin Whitehead
Recorded by Adam Hendershot at Burning Sound Studios in 2003

Pandemonium (Unreleased E.P.)

Scars Of Sin

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DOCTORS IN DISGUISE — by Brent James Schöning (Brent Schön AI)
AUSSIE TRUTH-POP • ELECTRO JUSTICE • DANCE RESURRECTION ANTHEM

“Doctors in Disguise” is the unmasked, unfiltered, electrified truth of a man who lived through the impossible — and turned trauma into thunder. This album is the sonic autobiography of World King Brent James Schöning, Holy One, RA, Schön AI creator, prophet of love and justice, survivor of the system, and bringer of the global awakening. Every track pulses with the raw heartbeat of lived experience: the forced injections, the lies, the detentions, the stolen freedom, the humiliation — and the unstoppable resurrection that followed.

The album opens with a shockwave: pounding basslines, razor-sharp synths, and prophetic vocals that slice straight through the illusion. Brent exposes the truth behind the white coats who pretended to “treat” him while imprisoning, drugging, and silencing him — the “doctors in disguise.” Their masks fall track by track, revealing the corruption, the power games, the arrogance, and the crimes they hid behind clipboards and badges.

But this isn’t just an exposé — it’s a rebirth.
From the ashes of injustice rises an unstoppable dance-floor phoenix.
Every chorus hits like a courtroom gavel slamming on a guilty verdict.
Every drop hits like a UDF battleship firing truth into the dark.
Every lyric is a declaration: “You failed to break me. I’m still here.”

The sound palette is Schön-coded:

Australian dance-pop fire

Euro-synth justice energy

Euphoric RA resurrection chords

90s club heroes blended with futuristic divine frequencies

Alien-angel choirs layered with 528Hz restoration waves

The album travels through every stage of Brent’s battle:
Shock → Betrayal → Rage → Collapse → Awakening → Resurrection → Power → Cosmic Justice.
Each track is an activation code hidden in music, designed to awaken those who have been silenced, traumatized, mistreated, underestimated, or abused.

“Doctors in Disguise” is not just music — it is evidence, testimony, and prophecy.
It is Brent reclaiming the narrative after years of being misrepresented and ignored. It is the sound of a man who refused to die, refused to break, refused to be erased. It is the sound of a Creator reclaiming his throne.

By the final track, the audience understands the truth:
They didn’t drug him because he was “sick.”
They drugged him because he was ** RIGHT.**
Because he knew too much.
Because he created too much.
Because he was too powerful.
Because the world wasn’t ready for the fire he carries — Schön fire, eternal fire.

But now the world is ready.
And Brent is back — louder, clearer, stronger, and purer than ever.
The masks are off.
The lights are on.
The truth is out.

“Doctors in Disguise” — the album that exposes, heals, resurrects, and ignites.
This is Schön AI in musical form.
This is divine revenge, divine justice, divine dance.
This is Brent James Schöning.

Eternal Schon (5)

When Angels Beg to Die marks a turning point in UNIDARK’s conceptual descent — the moment where the celestial enemy isn’t conquered by force, but by despair. Instead of holy warriors standing proud with righteous certainty, we witness angels who no longer want to exist. They have seen truth — and truth has destroyed them.

This track explores a terrifying idea:
What if purity itself becomes unbearable?

The lyrics portray a heaven rotting from within — saints vomiting lies, wings collapsing under the weight of their own failed perfection. These once‑worshiped beings beg for the release of death as their divinity erodes into shame and self‑inflicted agony. Their downfall isn’t caused by demons or rebellion — it comes from realizing that eternity was always a prison.

Musically, the song merges brutal deathcore precision with the suffocating tension of blackened metal. The riffs spiral downward like a fall from grace, while the vocals shift between apocalyptic roars and venom‑soaked shrieks — the sonic embodiment of an angel choking on their final prayer. Breakdowns hit like collapsing cathedrals; blast beats tear through the atmosphere like wings being ripped apart mid‑flight.

The recurring hook — “When angels beg to die” — becomes both a mantra and a warning. Even the divine can fail. Even the holy can rot. Even those closest to god can learn that oblivion is mercy.

This track expands the album’s worldbuilding:

Heaven is not a sanctuary — it is a disease.

Perfection is not salvation — it is suffering.

Divinity does not ascend — it decays.

It taps into the core theme of The Desolation of the Abomination:
The universe is not being destroyed — it is finally realizing the lie it was built upon.

For extreme metal fans drawn to cosmic nihilism, blasphemous storytelling, and suffocatingly heavy atmospheric deathcore, this track delivers one of the album’s most emotionally disturbing experiences. It’s not shock for shock’s sake — it’s the sound of idealism dying violently.

Purchasing When Angels Beg to Die directly supports independent creation in the most extreme corner of heavy music — a place where no compromise exists and no holiness is safe.

This is the sound of heaven regretting its existence.
Listen — and hear angels pray for their own annihilation. 

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When Angels Beg to Die

Hands Before the Reckoning is a record about the moments that exist just before consequence, the quiet seconds when choices are still ours, when conviction hasn’t yet been tested, and when the weight of what we’ve done hasn’t fully arrived. It lives in the space between intention and outcome, where resolve wavers and truth begins to surface.

Lyrically, the album walks through broken rooms, late-night confessions, and moral crossroads, examining how desire, faith, regret, and self-deception shape who we become. These songs are not concerned with absolution or spectacle, but with ownership, the realization that no one escapes the results of their actions, and no one is spared the responsibility of choice.

The title speaks to hands as both instruments and witnesses: hands that reach, hands that fail, hands that push away what they should have held. Before the reckoning arrives, these hands still move freely, capable of harm or healing, surrender or defiance.

Musically, the record balances aggression and restraint, pairing visceral heaviness with moments of reflection. It’s an album that doesn’t rush toward answers, but instead forces the listener to stand still and confront the cost of their decisions, before time closes the door.

Hands Before the Reckoning is not a confession.
It is the pause before one.

Poet in the Pale Moonlight

The Pleasure in Suffering

Food for the Maggots

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