It's been done before , Inspired By RIPS , over on Youtube , 
Heres an MX take on it.

Bring Me The Horizon X Linkin Park - Papercut 1X1

Casey Edwards Fire Inside Ft Victor Borba (1).mp3

Saga of Valhalla I ist ein musikalisches Epos, das die nordische Mythologie und den alten Glauben an die mächtigen Götter des Nordens in neuem Glanz erstrahlen lässt. Dieses Werk vereint kraftvolle Hymnen und epische Klänge, die die Geschichten von Odin, Thor und Loki in beeindruckender Weise nacherzählen.

Als besonderes Schmankerl enthält das Album neu gemasterte Fassungen der beliebtesten Lieder aus Krieger aus Valhalla, nun mit noch fesselnderem Klang. Mit einem völlig neuartigen musikalischen Stil, wie Ihr ihn von uns nie zuvor vernommen habt, beschreiten wir neue Pfade, ohne den Geist der alten Zeiten zu verlieren. Lasst Euch mitreißen in eine Welt, wo Legenden und Klang zu einer unvergesslichen Saga verschmelzen.

Lokis List (Remastered)

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Eye the pressure, get out of here
I feel you nearer
I can tell you fit the fear
I followed, I followed

Through the first sight, the next sign
You know that I can't control all the things that you do
Are you still listening, listening?

Eye the pressure
Get out of here, you hear me?
I can feel the pressure
Get out of here, I know you well

Give me the answer to one thing
Tell me, can you hear me?
Tell me, can you hear us now?

I feel as if my heart has gone weak
My heart has gone weak, beyond the world
I know I wished to keep you well

Follow the stars and when you get far
I'll have you'll know that
There's no behind, it's the wish that kept you well
The only thing from here to hell
Eye the pressure
Get out of here, you hear me?
I can feel the pressure
Get out of here, I know you well

Give me the answer to one thing
Tell me, can you hear me?
Tell me, can you hear us now?

I saw you walking on most days
I stood and watched you and I observed
Five years that pressure caught on far

I know you can't escape without the pressure
Decreases, releases and then you will get out alive
I know you can't escape without the pressure
Decreases, releases and then you will get out alive

I know you can't escape without the pressure
I know you can't escape without the pressure

Eye the pressure
Get out of here, you hear me?

Eye the pressure
Get out of here, you hear me?
I can feel the pressure
Get out of here, I know you well

Give me the answer to one thing
Tell me, can you hear me?
Tell me, can you hear us now?

I know you can't escape without the pressure
Decreases, releases and then you will get out alive
I know you can't escape without the pressure
Decreases, releases and then you will get out alive

Eye the pressure
Get out of here, you hear me?
I can feel the pressure
Get out of here, I know you well

Give me the answer to one thing
Tell me, can you hear me?
Tell me, can you hear us now?

Fifth Dawn - Pressure

Afterlife (from the Netflix Series "Devil May Cry")

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If i fall, pick me up! #10

Not a Single Human

Lyrics:

[Verse]
You push
I stand
The ground won’t shake
Your words like stones
But they don’t break
Every scar
A map I trace
To the fire
To the fight
To my place

[Prechorus]
I hear the noise
I feel the sting
But I’m still the one who wears the ring

[Chorus]
They don’t break me
No
Not today
I’m a storm
I’m a flame
I don’t fade away
They don’t break me
I hold my ground
I’m the echo of a lion’s sound

[Verse 2]
Walls rise high
But I climb tall
I’m not afraid to lose it all
Your doubt’s a whisper
I’m the shout
I’m the one who turns the tide
No doubt

[Prechorus]
I see the cracks
I feel the strain
But nothing worth it comes without pain

[Chorus]
They don’t break me
No
Not today
I’m a storm
I’m a flame
I don’t fade away
They don’t break me
I hold my ground
I’m the echo of a lion’s sound

They Don't Break Me II

Text:
Verse 1
Stitched in Dhaka, sweat on the seam,
Five euros shining in a discount dream.
Worn-out fashion, tossed away fast,
Dropped in a bin, thinking good will last.

Pre-Chorus
But the ocean knows, and the rivers cry,
Clothes don’t vanish, they just fly.
From Europe’s hands to an African shore,
Secondhand stories, but it’s trash once more.

Chorus
Thread the divide, we’re tangled in lies,
A fabric of guilt where the landfill hides.
Streets of Accra, burning night skies,
We wear it once, the planet dies.

(solo)

Verse 2
Market stalls drowning in polyester rain,
Forty percent is nothing but pain.
Traders shout, but their hands are tied,
Selling waste dressed up as pride.

Bridge
Oh, you thought you gave, but you just threw away,
A gift wrapped in poison, shipped far away.
From the sweatshops to the landfill fire,
Fast fashion’s truth is a funeral choir.

(solo)

Chorus
Thread the divide, we’re tangled in lies,
A fabric of guilt where the landfill hides.
Streets of Accra, burning night skies,
We wear it once, the planet dies.

Outro
Bangladesh stitches, Ghana burns,
The cycle spins, but will it turn?
Less is the answer, less we must choose,
Or every stitch is a life we lose.

Thread the Divide

The Great Ritual

Wir pflanzen Träume in den Wind,
doch was keiner weiß: Wer wir wirklich sind.
Ein Windrad dort, ein Wald wird kahl,
die Rechnung steigt – egal, egal.

Wir malen Bilder von einer grünen Zeit,
versprechen Rettung, sind bereit.

Grüne Zonen, rote Zahlen –
Die Ziele klingen groß und klar,
doch am Ende bleibt’s nur Zahlenspiel, Jahr für Jahr.

Grüne Zonen, rote Zahlen –
wir retten die Welt mit Wahlparolen.
Grüne Zonen, rote Zahlen –
und die Zukunft verbrennt in den Kohlekathedralen.

Das Netz zu schwach, der Speicher klein,
die Worte groß, der Strom fehlt überall.
Doch wichtig ist nur: Wir sind grün und keine Gefahr,
solange der Bürger fein zahlt – wir tanzen scheinheilig rein.

Grüne Zonen, rote Zahlen –
Wir bauen weiter Luftschlösser im Wind,
und hoffen, dass wir irgendwann Helden sind.

Grüne Zonen, rote Zahlen –
wir retten die Welt in den Wahlparolen.
Grüne Zonen, rote Zahlen –
doch die Zukunft verbrennt in den Kohlekathedralen.

Sag mir, wo ist der Strom in der Nacht?
Sag mir, wer hat die Wahrheit gebracht?
Wir feiern Ziele, wir feiern uns selbst –
und keiner sieht, wie die Welt zerfällt.

Grüne Zonen, rote Zahlen –
die Welt wird gerettet für den Machterhalt.
Grüne Zonen, rote Zahlen –
die Zukunft verpfändet, der Bürger zahlt’s eh.

Grün auf Papier, rot auf den Kassen,
ein Lied von Ratten, die Schulden verfassen.

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Grüne Zonen, rote Zahlen

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Lokis List (Remastered)

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