Hidden in Rage is an explosive blend of rap and metal that channels fury into truth and survival. Across its tracks, the album tears open the wounds of war, poverty, corruption, ignorance, and betrayal — but beneath the chaos, it finds resilience and purpose.

From the haunting scars of “Alone in Darkness” to the relentless fight of “This Knight Fights On”, the record speaks to those who’ve been knocked down yet refuse to surrender. “Greed Is God” and “No Limits to My Rage” rage against systems that profit from human suffering, while “Stupidity’s Not the Killer It Should Be” takes aim at ignorance dragging humanity backward. “We Might Be Robots” reclaims science and technology as forces of liberation, and “Empty Vessel” finds peace in letting go of pain and choosing happiness. Finally, “Nowhere to Belong” confronts the human cost of homelessness, searching for a place to call home in a world that turns its back.

Crushing riffs, rapid-fire bars, guttural screams, and soaring choruses make Hidden in Rage both a weapon and a refuge — music for the voiceless, the fighters, the survivors. It’s a soundtrack for rebellion, but also for healing, reminding us that even in rage, we can find strength, solidarity, and hope.

This Knight Fights On

No Limits to My Rage

Greed is God

Alone in Darkness

“Steel Born Wild” is a high-octane 80s-style hard rock anthem that channels raw nostalgia into a blistering tribute to youth, rebellion, and survival. With gritty lyrics and explosive guitar riffs, the song captures the untamed spirit of a generation raised on BMX bikes, gas station burritos, Trans Ams, and first kisses under stadium lights. From wrestling bears in the wilderness to late nights with legends and wolves, this track howls with the memory of a time when life was loud, fearless, and gloriously unfiltered. A fist-in-the-air soundtrack for those who were born to burn, not to grow old.

Steel Born Wild

Sip You Slow - is a sultry, atmospheric track that blends intimacy with firelight energy. Smooth vocals curl like smoke in the night, carried by deep bass lines and shimmering tones that pulse with desire. Every lyric lingers, like savoring a stolen kiss or holding onto a moment you never want to end. It’s not just a song, it’s an invitation to slow down, taste the heat, and get lost in the rhythm of passion.

Sip You Slow

"Ain’t No Need for Stones" is a gritty country-rap anthem that calls out the self-destruction of a divided nation too distracted by internal conflict to see the real threats gathering at the gates. With raw lyrics and a defiant tone, the song urges unity before it’s too late — warning that if we don’t come together, we all go over the edge.

Ain’t No Need for Stones

"Old Montana" is a country-rap anthem that blends gritty realism with heartfelt nostalgia, telling the story of a beloved land transformed by wealth, fantasy, and rising costs. Beneath the surface of designer boots and luxury ranches, the track reveals a deeper truth — that the real Montana still fights to survive in its people, its land, and its unbreakable spirit.

Old Montana

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Alone with My Thoughts is a raw, unflinching dive into the fractures of modern life — a heavy alternative rock record where personal battles collide with collective struggles. Each track is a confession, a warning, or a rallying cry, drenched in distortion and carried on riffs that hit as hard as the truths inside them.

The album opens with “In Search of Heroes,” a tragic yet defiant anthem about the everyday fight for dignity and decency. “Sunflowers Standing in Fire” takes resilience as its theme, turning the image of a flower rising from ashes into a symbol of unbreakable hope. “Love Rot” rips through the illusions of romance, exposing the chains, lies, and barbed wire of broken promises.

On “Imposter Syndrome,” isolation is sharpened to a blade — a robot behind a human face, lost in a crowd yet more alone than ever. “Dance Robot Dance” confronts the chaos of misinformation and the rise of machines, mocking our complacency as technology seizes the stage. “Pushing the Limits” explodes as a defiant anthem of persistence, scars and failures forged into fire that burns every obstacle away. The record closes with “My Best Friends the Dead,” a haunting reminder that the voices of the lost still speak — urging us to live, to savor, to resist the emptiness of wasted time.

Together, these songs form a cathartic portrait of a world teetering between collapse and rebirth, between despair and defiance. Alone with My Thoughts is heavy, haunting, and human — a soundtrack for those who battle in silence but refuse to break.

Pushing the Limits

We Might Be Robots

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