Hex in the Mirror

This song is an AI-assisted creation, born from my deep love for the music that shaped me. While no human hands held a guitar or sat at a drum kit to record it, every note, lyric, and arrangement was guided by the echoes of the bands that defined my past. Think of it as a digital homage—a way of keeping alive the energy, emotion, and craft of the artists who once filled arenas and soundtracked my memories. This track isn’t trying to replace them; it’s a love letter to their legacy, reimagined through the tools of today. What you hear is the past and the future colliding, paying respect to the timeless spirit of rock that still refuses to fade.

Big Stupid Grinning Fool

Swarm of the Spectral is an electronic & pop-rock descent into horror, channeling the power of Drix from Ninjago — a spectral being who commands carrion beetles and devours everything in his path.
Buzzing wings in the fog signal his arrival, and when the swarm descends, flesh, soul, and hope are consumed. This track captures his malevolent hunger with pulsing electronic rhythms, sharp rock riffs, and an atmosphere of suffocating dread.
Drix is no warrior — he is a plague in motion, a swarm eternal, a king of decay.

Swarm of the Spectral

Brot-Auf-Strich (Hamburger Kiez Edition)

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This song, titled "Scare Quote Nation," is a scathing critique of the manipulation of language to obscure truth and perpetuate deception, particularly in political, social, or institutional contexts. Through its vivid lyrics, aggressive rap-rock delivery, and ominous musical atmosphere, it explores how euphemisms and misleading rhetoric are used to mask harsh realities, control narratives, and maintain power. The song calls for recognizing and rejecting these distortions to uncover and embrace unfiltered truth.

Scare Quote Nation


I don't really care
I don't really care
I don't really care
I don't really care


I don't really care
you brought something
that i need no more

skinned me fixed you fancy clothes
ill eat me leave you naked

I don't really care
you brought something
that i need no more


i wont buy what your selling
pressure is now around your  throat


i can see you i'm around you
i predict you,  ill grow inside you


Drowning in sea
Drowning in sea
I can feel it
Drowning in sea
Hung from a tree
Now i can seeit


way down your sacred love
I can feel it, I can taste it
Drowning in sea
Tell me that you can taste it


been drown by your sacred love
I can feel it, I can taste it
Drowning in sea
Tell me that you can taste it


We're down secret love
I can feel it, I can taste it
Drowning in sea
Tell me that you can taste it

60 cent P.M's slut (demo)

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Stand in the pouring rain
I could see my own grave
Find the one to blame
Say the shit that they won't say

Damn my back's in pain
From carrying the whole game
I could crash the plane
I could burn the whole place

And I'm not afraid
To swallow a live grenade
And blow you away
Blow you away

Cut through the static haze
I'm a spark that lights the flames
No one left to save
I'll erase what you can't face

Shadows crawl inside my brain
Nothing left but rust and chains
Tear it down, erase the name
Watch it all go up in flames

And I'm not afraid
To swallow a live grenade
And blow you away
Blow you away

And I'm not afraid
To swallow a live grenade
And throw you away
Throw you away

A Surf Punk nervous breakdown about aging, regret, and finding the limelight at the bottom of a glass. "Can you help me find the purpose of this all?"

[Verse]

You know it ain't all the time
But I been seein' stars
They said
"Do you want the lime light?"
I said
"Yeah
Sure
But I want it at the bar"
'Cause I'm in a million pieces
My heart's on the carpet
How much for a replacement? Because I can't go back
Because I got a gun in the back
And it's so close to attack
And I feel
It itchin' in my hands

[Chorus]

Can you help me find the purpose of this all?
They said that I'll understand when I get old
And I got old
And I got old
They said that I'll understand when I get old

[Post-Chorus]

And I got old
And I got old

[Break]

[Build]

[Vocal Coda]

So
What's it like?
I don't know
I thought I would by now
I'm sure you will
Well
I got old
Oh
You think you did
Oh
I'm sure I did
You got old
You got old
You got old
You got old

Conduit - I got old

"How to Make the Best of Things" is a Slacker Rock anthem for the doomscrolling generation. Blending the angular guitars of Art Punk with the infectious rhythm of Dance-Punk and the grit of Lo-Fi Indie, this track turns a boiling pot of anxiety into a danceable groove.

Style: Slacker Rock / Dance-Punk / Art Punk

[Verse 1]

I watched a new clip about a sad thing
With many folks yelling
It's a pity they don't see
That yelling doesn't solve anything
And I wondered what would help
And then I remembered a tip from my mom
She said "A pot of boiling water
Will never calm down if you keep adding fuel
But it might if you add pasta
And make dinner with it"
And I figured
Maybe it's the same with people
Maybe they just need more pasta
Maybe they just need more pasta

[Verse 2]

I saw another clip about a different sad thing
With more people yelling
And I wondered what would help
And then I remembered a tip from my dad
He said "A pot of boiling water
Will never calm down if you keep adding fuel
But it might if you add eggs
And make breakfast with it"
And I figured
Maybe it's the same with people
Maybe they just need more eggs
Maybe they just need more eggs

[Verse 3]

But some folks are lactose-intolerant
So I asked my uncle if he had any tips
And he said "You can boil potatoes"
And my aunt said "You can steam veggies"
And my cousin said "You can poach chicken"
And I figured
Maybe it's the same with people
Maybe they just need more potatoes
Maybe they just need more vegetables
Maybe they just need more chicken
Or more pasta or more eggs
And I know people aren't pots of boiling water
But maybe that's how you make the best of things

Conduit - How to Make the Best of Things

Imperial Broken Dreams - by AmyNymA - WRS Promo Edit2

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R2r Scott