🕯 “They can cage the body — but never the spirit.”

Dark, atmospheric, and painfully human — a song about life under occupation, identity under pressure, and the cost of simply existing.
Built on deep 808s, whispered confessions, and echoes of resistance.

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Terror State

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Say It (1950's Jazz Version)

An atmospheric introduction to the album "Attachment Theory." The track features a heavy, distorted bass groove and slow, minimal electronic percussion. Low-register male vocals act as a narrator, exploring the psychological roots of love and relationships, suggesting that our approach to connection is a "blueprint" inherited from the past, not fate.

The Blueprint of Affection

Cold in the Bones

Ice doesn’t negotiate.

Ice doesn’t wait for you to notice.

Ice wants hesitation,

so the fall feels earned.

Ice wants you

Want That Girl (prod. VESCAPE)

A song about being eternally bound to someone. 

I want to know you

when there are no more tears to cry, the land begins to dry

slow rain

Some lyrics of mine

Song
Hey you – Got a buck? Hey you – What's up with you? Why are you acting so shifty? You think this isn't your business? You think it doesn't concern you? Wait, I'll explain it to you now. Hunger is gnawing a hole in my stomach. But eating alone isn't enough. I also have torn clothes. My shoes are patched, my burden is so heavy. Come on now, hand over your cash. Share your coin with me. After all, I spoke to you and didn't beat you up, but I'm addressing you with clear words.

In other places, you too will be a beggar like me. Just think of that when you share your money with me. What you took from someone else, someone else should also receive. It's not for nothing that one has nothing left for oneself in this world. Finally, all that matters is wealth: money. It is no friend, because if you spend it, it's gone, it's out of the house forever. None of it returns, everything is lost. May the hardship of all of us thus reach your ears.

Refrain

Be assured, this is no scam, no, it is bitter reality, it is all too late, even the solidarity part. What we have is nothing, what we can do is worthless. People would prefer not to know us. They would gladly abolish us or get rid of us. Truly, every simpleton understands that. Destroying someone else's life wouldn't be so captivating. We gave everything for you, now you leave us alone.

Refrain

Everyone should look after themselves, that's true, it's right and clear. But the fates of this life are strange. What one has and another needs, what one smokes in the pipe, what appears unvarnished, misery has never united. Only the masters flock together, happily form better rights for their own kind in community, and make us their servants. They strike us, hunt us, plague us, yet they lived off us.

Refrain

Whatever masters you may be, I hope you forgive, I want to share with you. I give you some of my distress, now you don't want to rush away. I give it to you, you may let it be, gladly in return. It is no pain, you only have to be something yourselves already. He who has everything would lack nothing if he distributed some of it. What one gives away should bring him some glory. We say thank you with gratitude and hope to please. Above all, we want to speak with you, without slurring. We need no schnapps and no wine. The beer and being together suffice for us.

Refrain

Pain

Pain

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