Lakad Hari

SHINING

Night was endless dark and wide
Born screaming to the tide
Chains unseen wrapped tight inside
Born to be free free free
Born to be free
This blood this fire this need

Mountains rise but crumble too
Sky bleeds red then turns to blue
Shadows reach but can't hold you

Freedom whispers through the trees
Freedom howls on broken knees

Born to be free free free
Born to be free
This blood this fire this need

Wings of ash
Hearts of stone
Still we break
Still we roam
Freedom's call
A primal moan

Born to Be Free (ft. Matt Odom)

Arena Rock best describes this hard edged tracj reminecent of the late 70;s to early 80's rock artists.

Glide

Drowning

My Government shutdown and took our food stamps. 

Pillage & Plunder

The debut EP of Limousineeyelash. The record contains songs written from 2015 to the present. 

Castilian Roses


Lyrics:

Dripping delay on guitar, fingers pick a Dm7 chord again and again…

He built the dog from scattered ash,
Each wire curled like a question mark.
Eyes lit up in simulated dawn —
But couldn’t chase away the dark.

Chrome and sorrow on the table,
Lonely solder on his hands.
“Redemption’s made in silence now,”
He whispered through command.

They sent him out to scan the land,
A soldier reprogrammed to search.
Each tunnel found, a grave re-dug,
Each beep a prayerless church.

The wind would hum through Rambo’s chest,
A modulated song of trust.
But David’s heart grew heavier still,
His mission caked in rust.

"You can build a thing that breathes and walks,
But not the love you lost..."
He chased at ghosts with crafted paws,
And weighed the rising cost.
The code runs deep, but memory’s worse,
When silence wears your face.
"I made a friend from wire and sparks—
But still, I’m out of place..."

Echoed voice murmurs: “...Machine Theology... entropy reversed...”

Machine theology spun strange threads —
Of Darwin turned to code.
A gospel built of logic gates,
Where gods were once bestowed.

“From slime to steel,” the teacher said,
“The arc is clear and wide.”
But David missed the messy truth
That lived on Sara’s side.

"You can build a thing that breathes and walks,
But not the love you lost..."
He chased at ghosts with crafted paws,
And weighed the rising cost.
The code runs deep, but memory’s worse,
When silence wears your face.
"I made a friend from wire and sparks—
But still, I’m out of place..."

In his sleep, the walls closed tighter.
The dog lay still.
Charged.
Ready.
Dreamless.

David turned to the ceiling
And found no answers there.

Only the shape of a woman
Etched in static light
On the back of his eyes.

"You can build a thing that breathes and walks...
But not the love you lost..."

A final whisper: “Find her…”

The Builder’s Silence

"Psycho Rodeo" is a blistering modern-rock adrenaline rush that fuses industrial grit with southern swagger and rap-infused rhythm.
Iron Wake rides the chaos of mental health battles like a mechanical bull—spinning, defiant, unbroken.
Thunderous drums, metallic guitars, and raw vocals crash through a storm of self-reflection and dark humour.
🎧 "Hold tight, here we go."

Psycho Rodeo

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Lakad Hari

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