PO Arcade 🖤🖤🖤 I was just thinking of using mine as a base for a song. It's always an adventure to take out the Pocket Operator! Great job my friend!

oh man love those scratchy bassy sounds 😍

Back home the craving begins.. again. I lay down on the floor, close my eyes. Your voice is rising in my mind. I feel empty, longing so desperatly for a call. Will you please call me?

In Limbo

Visuals here:
https://youtu.be/-vBdzdFVNlk

Free Association

EXcursion8

OH YES! I have a new Book of Spells track! 
I am joining a sampleflip project with a Nijmegen based producer collective and this is my result :)
It was massive fun!

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Erase...

........Erase.....

....................Erase...............................

Erase me, I don't fit in this place
I like to disappear between earth and space

Somewhere in the middle, my private dominion
Where I can live without an opinion.

Life is so...mmm.... but the weight of the day
Never will push my fire away.

I'm like a ghost with a heartbeat, caught in between
Too faint to be seen, too loud to be clean.

(mmmmmmmmm)

Let me fade for a while, like the end of a song.
Still playing inside when the world moves along....

...give me a breakkkk.

Book Of Spells: Erase Me

Phonk Killer - AD MORTEM ET TENEBRAE (PHONK MIXTAPE)

Phonk Killer - linktr.ee/phonk_killer666

save me save me save me save me save me save me

DISORDER (With KRiQ)

Worm

Lyrics: 
Wanting, Desire, and Drift
A drive that wears a thousand faces, hiding in a glance, a night, a glass.
Always searching, always on the edge, like a hand grasping without ever holding.
The skin absorbs. The body swallows. But never digests.
It is no longer a choice. It is a mechanism. Something moves beneath the skin, a shiver becoming structure, a memory turning to flesh.
We build walls around the unseen, we shape rules to mask instinct. And yet, the gears are already turning.
A form in the blind spot. A sentence spoken before being thought. An unfamiliar taste on the tongue, as if someone had decided before us.
Because thirst never disappears— it transforms. Into other gestures. Into other skins. Into other excesses.
We think we choose. We think we refuse. But it’s already done.

EXcursion8

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