To the Pain (Deluxe Edition)

Wrong Before

(Ren-Dishen)

Stuck In Rainbows

“Dead on Arrival” by Saints No More is a razor-edged modern rock tale of double lives, hidden agendas, and the price of blood. Blending storytelling with heavy riffs and layered vocal harmonies, this track paints the picture of a quiet man in a lab coat who transforms into a mercenary when the shadows call his name.

The verses cut like a confession — white fences and family photos on the surface, but behind closed doors, a serpent’s grin and contracts paid in cash. From Oak Ridge halls to foreign nights, this hitman’s world is fueled by secrets, survival, and betrayal. The pre-chorus sets the tension, and when the chorus drops, it’s undeniable: “Target’s dead on my arrival — big money for the kill, no chance for survival.”

With driving guitars, pounding drums, and octave-layered harmonies, “Dead on Arrival” hits like a cinematic soundtrack for a dark action thriller. It’s equal parts story and anthem, showcasing Saints No More’s ability to fuse hard-hitting rock energy with vivid, dangerous imagery.

This isn’t just another rock song — it’s a journey into the mind of a killer hiding in plain sight. Press play, feel the adrenaline, and step into the shadows

Dead On Arrival

Vorynth – The Noise They Can’t Kill

The Noise They Can’t Kill is an anthem for the overlooked and the over-silenced — a record that claws through censorship, scapegoating, and control with defiance in every note. Across ten tracks, Vorynth builds a cathedral of sound out of static, distortion, and rebellion, reminding us: “Stop punching down, start looking up.”

From the digital fury of 404_Freedom Not Found to the sing-along bite of Scapegoat Season, the chaotic distortion of Signal Jammer, and the apocalyptic climax of The Final Algorithm, the album weaves protest and catharsis into one unstoppable surge. The title track, The Noise They Can’t Kill, stands as a manifesto — a reminder that voices raised together can outlast any machine.

This isn’t just noise. It’s survival. It’s rebellion. It’s the sound they can’t erase.

Wrong Before

Nonpoint