Nurve Agent 🎬 [horror, crime-fi, dark tech]

Avenix - Shifted feat. Il;lo

Celestic naturistic data_01

All The Things

Welcoming (2017) Anthology CD3 Track 02

Solaris (2017) Anthology CD3 Track 13

Moon Landing [What is Rock'n'roll mix]

[Verse 1]
We gather by the firelight, outsiders in the night
Haunted by the glow, we dance in morbid sight
This world isn't made for us
Creeps and broken seams, we're out here chasing dreams
Chasing what we'll never touch
Lonely souls united, the misfits won't be slighted
[Pre-chorus]
How long? How long?
Can we hold on?
How long? Oh, oh how long?
[Chorus]
When push comes to shove, 
you'll see who your real friends are

Push Comes to Shove [Extended Version]

I still have a yellowbook...
somewhere in a kitchen drawer
and that plate over the connection
bout 1/2 a foot from the floor
yea
but party lines and operators
have gone on to assisted living
and I fear my walk-about-fingers
have creased the fragile page
stuck on advertisements targetin the dead
who were alive in that age
yea...let me go on pissin'
cause that ain't all that's gone missing
yea O
and there's women and girls from the Indigenous Nations...but no one cares to listen
then the masks were slippin...worn by suits
claimin vision and wisdom
and now I'm wishin
for the yellowbook days
yea
I still have a yellowbook
somewhere in a drawer downstairs
a disconnected connection
bout a 1/2 a foot from the floor
and maybe I didn't know by sight
the dude in my AC with a flashlight
or how many traffic violations...
cause that was a private thing
got lost in translation
yea
lemme go on pissin
cause that ain't all that's gone missing
no O 
not all that's gone missing

Gone Missing

REBORN is not an album. It’s a rupture in the wall.

This is the moment you realize the world you inherited was scripted long before you arrived. Numbers before names. Obedience before truth. A system so old it hides behind tradition, comfort, and routine. You were trained to survive inside it, not to question it.

But something cracks.

REBORN is the sound of that crack becoming a collapse.

Each track is a descent into the machinery. The lies. The loops. The invisible cage that convinces you this is all there is. The album doesn’t ask politely. It drags the listener to the mirror and forces a choice. Stay programmed, or commit the most dangerous act imaginable.

Kill the old version of yourself.

Not the body. The conditioning. The false identity handed to you and called “normal.” The fear that kept you small. The voice that told you to wait, comply, behave.

What follows is not comfort. It’s ignition.

REBORN is the ritual of shedding skin. Of burning names, roles, and limits. Of remembering something ancient that was buried on purpose. Power that was muted. Instinct that was domesticated. Truth that was locked behind noise.

This album lives in the space between destruction and awakening. Dark, cinematic, relentless. It doesn’t save you. It shows you the door, then dares you to walk through it.

When the final track fades, there is no going back.

You don’t escape the system by fighting it.

You escape by becoming someone it can no longer control.

This is REBORN.

And the version of you that enters
will not be the one that leaves. 🜂

Unbound

Challenge was to make one of my shorter songs with one of my longer lyrics, so I 'had' to craft it into an amalgam of 9/4 and 4/4 signatures. Thus, it may feel crazy on verses but I hope also catchy on refrains.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)  /  I ask only not to have desires (I don’t want to imagine anymore)

¿Puedes explicarme qué es lo que me pasa?  /  Can you tell me what happens to me?
Señor, llévate de mí esta confusión.  /  Lord, take away this confusion.
Quítame el don de la inteligencia,  /  Take the gift of intelligence from me,
pues si no pensara tanto, sería feliz.  /  because if I didn’t think so much, I would be happy.

Siento que este mundo me es extraño,  /  I feel this world is strange,
estoy a disgusto con mis sentidos.  /  I get displeasure from my senses.
No puedo comprender su funcionamiento,  /  I cannot understand their functioning,
ni siquiera amoldarme a él.  /  nor even get used to it.

Sólo pido no tener deseos,  /  I ask only not to have desires,
ya no quiero imaginarme nada.  /  I don’t want to imagine anything anymore.

Esta situación siempre es pasajera,  /  This situation is always temporary,
pero se repite una y otra vez.  /  but repeats itself again and again.
Este malestar de cuerpo y alma  /  This discomfort of soul and body
me hace desear dejar de ser.  /  makes me wish to stop being.  

Pienso entonces en todos los que me quieren,  /  Then I think of all those who love me,
o al menos en los que a veces lo parecen…  /  or at least about those who sometimes seem to…
¿Por qué es tan difícil la coexistencia  /  Why is coexistence so difficult
en medio de una sociedad inteligente?  /  in an intelligent society?

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

No deberías dejar pensar a algo imperfecto,  /  You should not allow something imperfect to think,
sino limitarlo a cumplir su función social.  /  but limit it to fulfilling its social role.
Sólo quiero ser un engranaje más, señor,  /  I only want to be one more cog, Lord,
en tu rebaño de almas, sin preguntas.  /  in your flock of souls, without questions.

Esta vida que me has dado, señor,  /  This life you have given me, Lord,
me tortura, de modos insospechados,  /  tortures me, in unsuspected manners,
a buscarle un sentido a mis dudas,  /  to look for a sense to my doubts,
lo cual, tal vez, sea precisamente su fin!  /  which, maybe, is precisely its purpose!

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

ER43FI10 97-18

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)

Note: In light of the recent AI breakthroughs, we feel it's important to clarify that we've been working with voice modulation since the mid-1990s – originally inspired by David Bowie's album Outside. Our approach predates AI-driven tools and is rooted in treating the voice as an instrument, shaped and sculpted through earlier technologies.

We fully understand that questioning authenticity may not be the intention – but it's worth remembering that all electronic music is, by nature, mediated and transformed. Even Nietzsche pointed out how modern tools shape us: inserting paper into a typewriter already creates a distance that handwriting does not. Perhaps birdsong is the only truly authentic sound. 🐦

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