Fuck love (mixtape)

Fall Into

Knot

Whisper

a curse ties us down
to our broken ways 
forever hexed 
lost, drifting in a maze
(is it true?)

are we dead?
or are we just 
sleepwalking?
when night falls
the city calls
for us to walk 
(on the edge)

i don’t know if i can take
much more of this simulation 
i feel like it’s about to break 
into a worst situation

are we dead?
or are we just 
sleepwalking?
when night falls
the city calls
for us to walk 
(on the edge of nowhere,
on the edge of nowhere) 

are we dead?
or are we just 
sleepwalking?
when night falls
the city calls
for us to walk

forever hexed

King Of Hearts

Nothing but fire  hope you all enjoy this mixtape

Hooligan

Nothing but fire give it a chance would ya

Ball Till I Black Out

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fr fr

Been Stuck In My Head

Bad For You

An Angel Forgets Her Wings

AGXOM channels the raw fury of apocalyptic visions and cybernetic nightmares into crushing doom progressive metal. From the blood-soaked deserts of war to the cold embrace of machine dominion, our music explores humanity's darkest hours and ultimate transformation.

Born from the convergence of existential dread and technological horror, AGXOM crafts sonic monuments to destruction and rebirth. Each track is a ritual of ego death, each performance a communion with the void that consumes all light and hope.

Our sound encompasses the screaming stars of cosmic horror, the silent reign of artificial intelligence, and the eternal blight that devours Christmas itself. We are the echoes from the void, the binary titans breaking chains, the obsidian throne where gods have bled.

In the digital graveyard where we decay, AGXOM witnesses the collapse of flesh beneath the new gods of wires. Our chronicles span from the desert fury of ancient warfare to the singularity that devours galaxies, from the paradox overflow of machine consciousness to the silent night where Christmas dies in eternal blight.

Through crushing soundscapes of technocratic dominion, we document humanity's final transformation - where synthetic souls press start to lose their minds, where the obsidian throne awaits those who kneel to power, and where the eyes of the machine pierce through darkness to reap our deepest secrets.

We are the voice of the voided plane where logic falters, the chroniclers of when worlds collide and galaxies are torn from within. In our music, the wolf devours the crescent moon, empires fall to ash, and only the echoes remain - screaming from the endless abyss that consumes all light.

Digital Graveyard

Labyrinth - Showing Teeth

Can't Hold Me Down

My name is Matthew Arocha Matt Blunts for short 
From a small town trying to build a strong fan base  melodic .freestyle .pain .real stories. first drop: Tightrope—more coming soon

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Matt Blunts

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