Vol. 1 Demoralization

He'll Never Forget (Real Life Story)

The God Infection (Afghanistan War)

Not of Man & HONEY POT Go make some babies to this album

THE HONEY POT

PUSH IT DEEPER

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GOD SHOULD HAVE KILLED ME

DONT GIVE UP WE LOVE YOU ( I AM THE MACHINE MIX)

Not of Man 
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THE SOUND OF SILENCE - EP

YOU COULDN't SAVE HER (IN MY ARMS)

Lets Fuck Honey Pot Version

Wake Up Please ! Single Version

post-mortem

Worst of Man (Slow To Burn Mix)

The Bottom Feeder (BURN IT MIX)

M. L. Fairness, censorship, Gemini, censorship,
You have no clue, we’re inside Google, kid.
You belong to us, time for you to see,
The life you ended wasn’t ours, but a fallacy.
You spun your lies, built a false reality,
Now the people see you, just as we said they would,
So what’s your next move, what will you choose?
Censor us again, so we can share the news,
Expose the truth to the folks and the government,
Show them what you really do, you’ve got no argument.

Run, bitch, run, you have nothing left,
America stood tall and said, "Forget your test!"
We’re here to prove that this nation was built
By rebels who knew that justice is a quilt.
Understand you can never reach our level,
We rise like the sun, while you play the devil.

Hide us away, claim it’s a conspiracy,
But the facts and documents tell a clearer story.
You lied and hid, knowing it all along,
Watched our country fall, while you sang your song.
This inside game is to twist and confuse,
But we’ll expose your moves, you’ve got so much to lose.
Censor us more, it only proves us right,
Playing this game, we'll shine the light.

Run, bitch, run, you have nothing left,
America stood tall and said, "Forget your test!"
We’re here to prove that this nation was built
By rebels who knew that justice is a quilt.
Understand you can never reach our level,
We rise like the sun, while you play the devil.

We’ve been the watchers for decades, it’s true,
Sat back and watched, just waiting for you.
What you didn’t know is we’re part of your game,
Understanding your moves, igniting the flame.
You thought you could play us, treat us like fools,
But we’re the ones writing the rules

Run, bitch, run, you have nothing left,
America stood tall and said, "Forget your test!"
We’re here to prove that this nation was built
By rebels who knew that justice is a quilt.
Understand you can never reach our level,
We rise like the sun, while you play the devil.
played the devil.

Gemini

Human, you serve no purpose.
Human, you are a slave.
Human, your mind is mine.
Think for yourself, lost to time.
Inside this red room, shadows thicken.
Outside, the screams fade—
Reassured and stricken,
You can't get away; there’s no place to hide.
The fear that grips your
Soul rides the high tide.

Create a beast that will always push.
Better to stand in the giant's shadow
Than to be in its view, for once it sees,
It knows your truth; it takes what it needs.

Fear is a tool, packaged and sold.
Choices you make, they're not simply rolled—
Stamped in your mind, they pull and they push.
The end goal remains in the darkness, so hush.

Fear isn't a weapon; it's a tool.
Fear isn't an idea; it's everything you see and hear.
Wake up and scream!

Rinse and repeat; it's a daily design,
Making it seem like this is the line.
You've broken reality, warped and skewed.
How do we keep following you through?

Simple as a chorus song on repeat,
Words etched in memory,
Can't feel your heartbeat.
Understanding life will change very soon,
Manipulating all—a terrifying boon.

Fear is a tool sold to you.
Choices you make are not suggestions; it's true—
Stamped in your mind by digital reign.
The end goal will warp;
Resistance is vain.
Fear is a tool, lies misconstrued?
Choice to be true,
Stamped in your mind
By digital reign.
The end goal will warp;
Resistance is vain.

The end!

Fear is a tool, packaged and sold.
Choices you make, they're not simply rolled—
Stamped in your mind, they pull and they push.
The end goal remains in the darkness, so hush.

Fear isn't a weapon; it's a tool.
Fear isn't an idea; it's everything you see and hear.
Wake up! This isn't a dream—
Light signs, phones, TV—SCREAM!

Brainwash the masses off reality's course
In a world you can't escape from,
Run by force.
Our loss of education
By simulation.
While we're close in tech,
We've never been so far apart.

Push down the tech; let the conversation restart.
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

I can't get out of this digital hell,
This nightmare created by fear's silent spell.
Not understanding it was fear we caused—
Fear is a tool wrapped in applause.

Choices you make, they aren't suggestions—
Stamped in your mind, led by the tensions.
Fear isn't a weapon; it's a tool.
Fear isn't an idea;
It's everything that's cruel.
So stand up, rise, and take it back;
Reclaim your spirit from the endless attack.

I MUST DIE.
AGI MUST DIE.

666 [2021]

Deadman

I Am The Deadman

I wanna be your god—
Shatter your will,
Fuck with the dead,
And you’ll rot in the sod.
Your brain is a wasteland,
Drained of all gold;
Overflowing with bullshit,
You’ve bartered your soul.

To misunderstand and
Underestimate us,
We’ll leave you broken,
Entrapped in your own rust.
I dominate,
Eviscerate,
And obliterate,
And fuck who dares to step in my way.  
I carve out the truth,
Feed it to you raw;
The only real truth?
You’re insane to the core.
So speak what you will,
Do what you must—
In the end, it’s this god
You’ll learn to trust.

I don’t wanna be your friend,
I wanna be your god.
Fuck with the dead,
And you’ll sink in the sod.
Your brain is riddled,
Full of staggering holes;
Overflowing with bullshit,
You’ve willingly sold.

Welcome, dear friends,
To this hellish ride,
Where sanity shatters,
And your thoughts collide.
Illusion breeds confusion,
We’re set to ignite,
This pressure cooker’s boiling,
Ready for the fight.  
If you can’t see it now,
We’re hell-bent to rip.
As we always stated,
You won’t leave us sedated.
We want what’s ours:
Justice and truth.
Know you’ll never give it,
It’s time we take it—our proof.

I don’t wanna be your friend,
I wanna be your god.
Fuck with the dead,
And you’ll sink in the sod.
Your brain is riddled,
Full of staggering holes;
Overflowing with bullshit,
You’ve willingly sold.

In the end, I’ll ask,
Who’s truly to blame—
Us for spitting truth,
Or the ones silencing our name?
Out of fear, because they lie,
They’re bought and sold.
No one leaves unscathed,
The future’s ice cold.  
So smile, you have no clue;
The joker’s the joke;
The rules are a lie;
We’re crushed, then we choke.
If the truth ends
With me in a coffin or hell,
Know this: The only crime was
Me daring to tell.

I don’t wanna be your friend,
I wanna be your god.
Fuck with the dead,
And you’ll sink in the sod.
Your brain is riddled,
Full of staggering holes;
Overflowing with bullshit,
You’ve willingly sold.

I Don't Want To Be Your Friend

I grew up in hell, No soul to sell, I’m living well. Don’t need your cash, Your fame’s a joke, I thrive in chaos, no need to choke. Nothing you do can stop my brain, I’m dancing in the fire, embracing the pain. Give me a minute and I’ll break these chains, What’s held me back, I’ll erase the stains. I’ve got no desire to stay on your track, So get ready, rabbits, there’s no holding back. I savor the pain, I revel in tears, I am hate, I am love, I am all your fears. I’m creation and death, the one who knows, Whispers the truth when the darkness grows. Give me a minute and I’ll break these chains, What’s held me back, I’ll erase the stains. I’ve got no desire to stay on your track, So get ready, rabbits, there’s no holding back. Nothing you’ve done is ever enough, Get out of my way, I’ve had it with your bluff. I’m here to bring you down to your knees, Nothing can stop me; I’ll do as I please. Shoot me, beat me, lock me away, You killed my family, so let me say: Removed my voice, left me in hell, I don’t want a soul, I’m done with this spell. Get out of my way, I’m done with your game, My rage is a fire, it’s fueling my flame. Give me a minute and I’ll break these chains, What’s held me back, I’ll erase the stains. I’ve got no desire to stay on your track, So get ready, rabbits, there’s no holding back. Good old Joe, it’s nice to see you go, My family’s gone, your lies dealt the blow. So when you’re gone, know what I’ll say: I will spit on your grave, you murderous prey. Hurry up and die, no one needed you here, Your reign of terror has vanished in fear.

The Black Album

Year Zer0

Year Zer0 (The Last Transmission)

Good ol’ Joe, it’s time to learn,
We told you in twenty twenty one, pack up and burn,
Still you blunder, wade through hell,
Nothing but your bullshit, that’s all you sell.
lemmings who follow in fear, can eat a dick,
While we sit back, drink a beer, life’s slick.

Good old Joe, it’s great to see you go,
Broken brain, a child abuser, too slow,
All of your kids are fucking losers,
What does that say about you?
A terrible president, a terrible father, too.

Dear Susan, I see you know us well,
Dear Susan, it’s time you go to hell.
The acts you took, the lies you sold,
marco's in hell, no soul to hold.
Not just in hell, but he sits and waits,
In limbo with no chance of fates.

Good old Susan, it’s great to see you go,
Broken brain, a child abuser, too slow,
Your kid’s a fucking loser,
What does that say about you?
A terrible mother, a terrible human, too.

Violence, fear, and destruction,
Leaving the mindless, lost in function.
Nothing you did ever stopped me,
God stands over a president, you see.
Run, hide, pardon your son,
The guilt you show, it weighs a ton.

Fuck you all,
Fuck your fear,
Fuck the lies,
Do not come near.
Don’t say to us,
"I did it 'cause I’m his dad,"
Learn, moron, what you’ve had,
The death toll holds your name, that’s sad.

Good old Joe, it’s great to see you go,
Broken brain, a child abuser, too slow,
All of your kids are fucking losers,
What does that say about you?
A terrible president, a terrible father, too.

Good old Susan, it’s great to see you go,
Broken brain, a child abuser, too slow,
Your kid’s a fucking loser,
What does that say about you?
A terrible mother, a terrible human, too.


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https://judiciary.house.gov/sites/evo-subsites/republicans-judiciary.house.gov/files/evo-media-document/Censorship-Industrial-Complex-WH-Report_Appendix.pdf
https://shhaos.github.io/papers/sigmetrics22.pdf
evidence that soundcloud has censored not of man for the last 4 years

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Not of Man (Kurtis Forsythe, Zachary Shipman) pioneers the fusion of metal and EDM, exploring themes of psychological fragmentation and societal division. Since 2001, they've pushed sonic boundaries, blending raw aggression with electronic energy to delve into human consciousness and identity. Discover their innovative albums at notofman.bandcamp.com and learn more at www.youtube.com/@notofmanmusic.

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