Un brano crudo, viscerale e tagliente che dà voce agli animali abbandonati con sarcasmo, rabbia e un tocco di black humor. Dall’ironia feroce alla denuncia sociale, ogni strofa è un pugno nello stomaco per chi dimentica che anche chi non parla, soffre. Una narrazione intensa e poetica, tra rabbia e rinascita.

"La tua faccia? Su ogni schermo, etichettata come un verme."

B.eh

Ironia feroce sulla bellezza filtrata. Venti strofe, zero bugie. Una verità che i social non vogliono mostrare.

12Rimas

Trap y mariachi se fusionan: "Doce rimas" critican la falsedad online. La realidad tras los filtros. ¿Autenticidad perdida?

Doce Rimas

This is a dark and visceral journey, a descent from a defeated state into a powerful, self-forged being. The lyrics paint a picture of someone returning from a harrowing experience ('from the worms') with a hardened resolve ('a blade in my tongue'). Witnessing the downfall of another without emotion, the narrator is cloaked in darkness and driven by a primal hunger. There's a defiant toast to the dead, contrasting with the peace found by cowards.
The lines speak of a radical act of self-creation ('I tore God apart / just to stay whole'), forged through suffering ('cried in the tar / ‘till I forged my soul'). Now, the narrator asserts their presence and growing power ('I’m under your feet / but I burn through your skin'), fueled by past insults. There's a call for the 'dead man' to sing as the world of the addressed collapses, highlighting the narrator's freedom in having 'nothing to lose'.
The lyrics continue with themes of lasting impact ('I carved my name / on the skull of time') versus fleeting pursuits ('bled for fame / in the brothels of the lie'). There's a scathing critique of hypocrisy ('Your mouths all dripping / with moral perfume'). The narrator perceives the words of others as insignificant and their beliefs as shallow.
Again, the theme of rising power from a low position returns ('I’m under your feet / but I shake your ground'), with a complex interplay of shadow and soul. The 'dog that bites / his master’s command' signifies a rebellion and a taking of power ('I’ll take your name').
The instrumental break at 2:30 is described as 'fuzzy, psychedelic, chaotic', suggesting a raw and intense sonic expression.
The final verses reveal a perspective gained from overcoming adversity ('I saw the core of man, / flatter than stone / but I built myself a throne / from the ruins alone'). Now, the narrator watches from a position of power, a 'king of the lost' who rejects the sins of others. The concluding lines serve as a stark warning and a final act of crushing dominance ('remember the one / you thought wouldn’t get far... / (...the one who now crushes you— / with bones and stars.)').
Overall, the piece is a powerful statement of resilience, defiance, and the forging of strength through suffering and the downfall of others."

Under Your Feet

Fulvio: il boss silenzioso del quartiere. Ogni parola pesa più di un’azione.

FulvioFather

Twelve Rhymes

Anedonia Bastarda

THE GHIMIC è un progetto sonoro senza confini, dove ogni brano cambia pelle per dare voce al messaggio. Dal rap che graffia al blues che sanguina, passando per rock e trap, i nostri testi puntano dritti al cuore (e allo stomaco). Parliamo di ciò che gli altri ignorano, spingendo chi ascolta a farsi domande. Non ci interessa piacere a tutti, ma smuovere chi è sveglio. Se cerchi solo musica, cambia strada. Se cerchi verità e stile, benvenuto nei GHIMIC.

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