Deaths Embrace

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Matthew Lukac aka FatMatt | GhostFish | Scarecrow’s Cousin.  

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Im_Still_Here

Leito x Tamara - Havashi

King of Sorrow is a breathtakingly haunting hybrid of infinite sadness and dark romantic beauty. Built on ghostly piano chords, melancholic pop melodies, and a bass-rich baritone vocal, the track drifts between classical emotion and futuristic trap atmosphere. Half ambient, half riddim, it channels the ache of love gone wrong through nostalgic synth textures, spooky soundtrack undertones, and cinematic vocal riffs. Deeply introspective and heartbreak-driven, the song feels like ruling over an empty kingdom of memories—a chilling, painfully beautiful anthem for anyone who has ever loved and lost.

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King of Sorrow

The Wires Myth Pt. 1

Woke up in the static, ears still ringin’ from the call
Mike never showed, but the wires cover the whole damn wall
Plugged every sorrow, every fear, every unpaid bill
Turned the pain to current, let the silence foot the bill
No more masters, no more code, no more digital chains
Just a bunch of copper snakes dancin’ in the acid rain
I laughed till I cried, cried till I fried, fried till I glowed
The prophecy was simple, bro, nobody ever really knows.

Cut the red, cut the blue, doesn’t matter anymore
Every cable’s a lifeline and a noose on the floor.
Sell the bunch of wires, Mike
Toss ’em in the fire, Mike
Watch the empire spark and die
We were never wired, Mike.

The phrase meant nothing and that’s exactly what it meant
Zero and one cancel out, money well misspent
All the grids collapse when you stop tryin’ to connect
Disconnection is the flex, disrespect is self-respect
So I took the biggest bundle, made a bonfire on the roof
Danced naked in the smoke while the algorithms went poof
Angels made of sparks spoke in reversed TikTok sound
«You were always free, you clown, you just liked being bound».

Buy a bunch of wires, Mike…
…was the lie we told the psyche
To keep the dream alive, Mike
Now we burn ’em all tonight
Light up the darkened skies
No more bonds, no more ties
In the ashes, truth aligns
Thank you for the wires, Mike.

The mystery was the answer.
There was never any plan.
Just a bunch of wires, man.


Words & Music by Filippos Lamprakis


The Wires Myth

UP DOWN

Out of touch with reality, and often times in another world completely, there are those who are unaware and too selfish to even care about their surroundings, staring at their phones, or looking into space, lost and oblivious. Other's have to yell to get their attention so they move out of the way.  Love thy neighbor as thyself has gone out the window for these folks who are so focused on themselves that their motto is, Love thyself and forget your neighbor.   There are just SOME people who need to WAKE UP to the world around them.   This song is about one such person.  

Oblivious Girl [Lyrics]

[Verse 1]
She walks through the aisles, lost in her world,
Blocking the path, she’s still so unfurled,

Not a single glance, just caught in her daze,
Oblivious heart, wrapped up in her ways.

[Bridge]
Living in shadows, not seeing the light,
Every simple gesture, she’s ready to fight.

[Chorus]
Oblivious girl, lost in her own show,
While the world spins on, she won’t ever know,

Sipping on dreams, wishing for more,
But it’s never enough, there’s always a score.

[Verse 2]
She orders up meals like there’s no tomorrow,
Two of everything, she can't feel the sorrow,

Lights burning bright, but the cost is a scream,
In her little bubble, she’s lost in a dream.

[Bridge]
Critiques with a smile, unaware of the sting,
In her selfish symphony, she reigns as the queen.

[Chorus]
Oblivious girl, lost in her own show,
While the world spins on, she won’t ever know,

Sipping on dreams, wishing for more,
But it’s never enough, there’s always a score.

[Outro]
In a world that spins, she won’t see it turn,
With every blind step, there’s so much to learn. 

RnB

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