Rage Balkan

[Verse]
It's funny
I was thinkin' about you
And you was thinkin' 'bout me
When you was layin' in bed with her
That's when it hit me
The way you look at her
The way you used to look at me
She had on my earrings

[Pre-Chorus]
And it got me thinkin'
It got me thinkin'

[Chorus]
Ain't it funny how I caught you creepin' on my profile?
Yeah
Ain't it funny?
Bet you wonder if I know by now
It's too late now
Too late now
Too late now
Too late now

[Verse 2]
It's crazy
The way you tried to play me
Tried to make me feel bad
Now you're probably layin' in bed with her
You're tellin' her all of the lies that you told me
But she don't see right through you
She got on my blue shoes

[Pre-Chorus]
And it got me thinkin'
It got me thinkin'

[Chorus]
Ain't it funny how I caught you creepin' on my profile?
Yeah
Ain't it funny?
Bet you wonder if I know by now
It's too late now
Too late now
Too late now
Too late now
Composed : 1 August 2025 at 11:52AM

Rage Balkan (EP)

Rage Balkan

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"Echoes in the Fog" - The climax of Abberline’s journey. Guided by Crowe’s final ciphered messages, Abberline discovers the ritual to sever the entity’s grip: the vessel must die, and another must bear the curse. In a derelict church drowned in fog, Abberline faces Crowe, who flickers between monstrous host and pleading friend. With the pendant shielding him, Abberline drives the ritual blade home, granting Crowe release while binding the Codex’s curse into himself. As Crowe whispers his final thanks, the veil shudders and closes, but whispers still linger in the fog. Abberline, marked and forever changed, steps into the night as both detective and vessel—the hunter and the haunted.


[Intro]
The veil hangs torn, the city bleeds,
The Codex whispers ancient creeds.
A voice of man, a god disguised—
The final truth revealed to my eyes.

[Lyrical Intro]
The cipher led, the path was shown,
Through blood and ash, through flesh and bone.
One vow remains, the blade must fall,
To break the chain, to end it all.

[Verse 1]
I found his words in walls of stone,
Each line inscribed, yet not his own.
A faded photo, shadows weep,
His family’s secrets buried deep.
The pendant glows, the knife is near,
The fog resounds with what I fear.
His eyes reveal a fractured soul,
A man undone, no longer whole.

[Chorus – soaring cleans with gothic choir]
Echoes in the fog—his voice remains,
A soul in torment, bound by chains.
Echoes in the fog—his plea, his name,
I end the rite, I bear the flame.

[Interlude
So bind the flesh, so break the seal,
The Codex burns, the wound won’t heal.
So mark the skin, so call the night,
The host must fall to end the rite.

[Verse 2]
“Do it!—free me now,
The god has claimed what I allow.
These hands are not my own to guide,
The shadow waits, it will not hide.
Strike deep, my friend, the stars converge,
The knife the key, the blood the surge.
The fog will howl, the Codex feed—
Through me it reigns, through me it bleeds.”

[Pre-Chorus]
I hold the blade, my hand will shake.
(You must strike true—for both our sakes.)
The veil resists, the Codex cries—
(This is the end—its grip denies!)

[Chorus]
Echoes in the fog—the bond I sever,
One man redeemed, one cursed forever.
Echoes in the fog—the soul is freed,
The god recoils, yet clings to me.

[Bridge]
Zorath’nim! (unbind the chain!)
Mor’thak keleth! (death-words remain!)
Corpus fractum! (the flesh must die!)
Anima mea! (the soul will rise!)

[Breakdown]
Strike! The gate resounds!
Fall! The host unbound!
Burn! The Codex sears!
Bind! I bear its fears!

[Final Chorus]
Echoes in the fog—his voice departs,
The night still binds, it grips my heart.
Echoes in the fog—her blood, his plea,
One soul set free, one curse on me.

[Extended Outro]
“Thank you, Frederick…”
“Forgive me, friend…”
The pendant burns, the Codex brands,
Its scripture carved into my hands.

The fog recedes but not for long,
Its whispers weave an endless song.
I step alone, the night my shroud,
A vessel born, the curse a vowed.

Tenebris aeternum… (eternal dark)
Domine Umbra… (lord of shadow)
Anima fracta… (broken soul)
VINCIT UMBRA! (THE SHADOW WINS!)

[Outro]
I walk these streets where silence weeps,
I am the vessel the Codex keeps.
Echoes in the fog—they call, they bind…
I hunt the dark… yet it is mine.

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Ohhhh... ohhhh... ohhhhhh...
Mmmmm... mmmmm... mmmmmmm...

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I kept you at a distance
Built walls to keep you out
The silence grew between us
Until no more warmth was found

I searched through my old memories
Of the happier times we spent
Found only faded versions
Of what our love once meant

Then I saw you with another
Walking down our old street
Laughing at some inside joke
That used to belong to me

La la la, oh oh oh 
La la la, oh oh oh 

I had to walk away 
To understand
Had to break it all 
Had to break it all
I had to fracture you
To build anew
Had to break it all 
Had to break it all

I saw you at the coffee shop
On some random Tuesday night
You looked older, softer somehow
But that was all alright

We talked about the weather first
Then slowly let it fall
The pretense and protection
We'd built up like a wall

You said you'd been thinking
About the way we ended things
How we were too young and stupid
To know what love can bring

La la la, oh oh oh 
La la la, oh oh oh 

I had to walk away 
To understand
Had to break it all 
Had to break it all
I had to fracture you
To build anew
Had to break it all 
Had to break it all

To start with you ...
Anew..
Had to break it all..
Had to break it all…
Anew
Had to break it all
Had to break it all….

Had To Break It All

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Led by frontman Michael on vocals and guitar, the five-member coven includes the enigmatic Lilith (synth & vocals), the shadowy axe-wielder Cain (rhythm guitar), brooding low-end guardian Malach (bass), and the fierce and relentless Abaddon (drums). Each member represents a different facet of the band’s occult-inspired persona.

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