Yet another masterpiece. This is going on repeat for an extended amount of time. The production is awesome too. Who is behind it?

😍😍 cried waking up to this, truly the pick me up I've needed after this last week 💕

Incredible￼ and Amazing￼ 🔥👍👏

That moment you think it's over all ready...then the build up🤘🖤

Prod. by Illoquence & Rhythmatical

Verse 1

Icarus flew to the sun for the view 
Run for the hills when I run with the wolves 
Grand Guignol now come to the show 
All the dream-catchers spun to a noose 
And the mountain ranges are sawblades now 
I found my place in a heart shaped crown
John Wayne Gacy they always clown
Found in a crawl space all face down 
Out here in the underground, hear when the thunder pounds
Fears in percussive sounds, tears coming from the clouds
Peers tend to dumb it down, I pierce with a hundred rounds
Unannounced come and get the spears that are coming out 
Loose lips sink relationships
Wrecked on embankments with a chest full of aphids
I can treasure it all 
I’m both the devil and god huh?

Hook

Come with me now underwater to nirvana my honored guest 
Follow me down to the bottom of the Mariana Trench 
Now carry on carrion
Carry on carrion
Carry on carrion

Verse 2:

One step closer to where we were  One step closer to wear my hurt
One step closer to fare thee well
One step closer to share my world
Go to sleep with the dead my friend
Go to sleep just to rest your head
Yet the best intentions take their toll
When they paved the road that lead to Hell again like 

Hook

Verse 2

Who’s the truth in here? Lucid Lucifer
Brutal beauty boy lunar suits him more
You can choose to go Gruesome Twosome or
Lose the sutures soon the bluer hues’ll form 
Brain waves like the carpet print from The Shining
Graves made for the compliments from the liars
Times have been trying but at least I’ll say I’m trying 
All I know is I won’t go without a fight won’t hide my light
Twilight bright my, my, my 
Voices inside hum die die die
A hundred dead-locks I don’t go outside
Another dead dog in a snow outline 
I don’t need drugs if I’m high on life
Don’t need life if I’m high on drugs
No free rides in an idle mind
Lonely nights I can’t find my buzz like 

Hook

L'appel Du Vide

Mariana (Prod. Illoquence & Rhythmatical)

Haunted Gardens

Daisies (Prod. by Bubbymane, cello by Luke Janela)

Gallows Hill (Prod. by Kodyak)

Produced by Foxwedding
Backing vocals by Lotte Kestner
Violin by Michelle Kim
Artwork by Creators&Destroyers

Lyrics:

Hook:

None of us are saints, but some of us ain’t
You love the paint but the colors will change
Staring out the window again
A hundred rain drops still sit on my skin 

VERSE 1:

Messages in bottles
Lessons that I etched as a staccato 
I go Hatori Hanzo with the gonzo
Until I fill the hollows
Bones dipped in gold go vibrato 
Falsettos cause an echo but for how long?
Heavy as I’ve ever been
Heaven’s just a death away
Boulder-shouldered seraphim 
Broke everything that’s delicate 
Looking at yourself again
Yet you never self reflect
Orpheus & Eurydice 
Like you’ve been to Hell and back 
Innocent to diffident
Indifferent to the dissonance 
Drifting in and out of indolence
Indecent and still in descent 
Disparate makes desperate
I’m distant when I ponder on the infinite
Walk along the precipice 
Always on defensive when 
Autonom reflixiveness 
Albatross’ eloquent 
Watch me while I levitate
Crawling on the Zeppelins
Monologues are deafening 
Do anything to exit 
When I’m lost among the desolate

VERSE 2:

Stalagmites inside my mouth 
Ultraviolet fire-bound
Take the grey I find
And maybe I can make it light up now
Lately I admire how
You make things seem lively 
When I’m dying out 
Words are like a spiderweb I’m spiral bound
My la fleur planting haunted gardens 
Where the scars are formed 
Pluck my heart like harpsichords 
Til one of ours will wash ashore 
Baited breath til sharks’ll swarm
Bay of pigs we’re art of war
Bayonets I’m marching toward 
Lately I’ve been Lobster Boy
I’m running out of air to breathe, be
coming what I’m scared to see, leave
Nothing to the parakeets, these
Summers that appeared to be, dreams
Prisoners of the moment
living among the stoic
Prisms of other omens
Visions becoming real
Sometimes it’s just too surreal
So tell me how do you feel?
Are all the walls closing in?
When only the blue prevails
Stuck in a blooper reel 
Where nothing is beautiful 
A heart like beluga whale
Awaits for the wounds to heal

Saints (Prod. by Foxwedding)

Produced by Suni Vega and Arzon
Cover Art by Felix Velvet

Pet Sematary

Pet Sematary (Prod. by Suni Vega & Arzon)

Produced by Aloe Yoroi, Steezy Prime and Arael

The bodies still litter the plain
The water's been tinted with stains
Your god is indifferent to pain
You all think your different 
You’re not all that different
All of us fit in a grave 

Watch how I kill what I hate
The audience filled with the plague again
Monuments built in their name again
Toxins instilled in their brains, feeling ashamed 
Since all you loved still burned to ashes
We reassembled and turned to statues 
Gargoyles stayed perched on chapels
Search a surface immersed in blackness 
Tongues are tungsten lungs are sunk in
A hunger lingers when stomach hums hymns 
To summon something, succumb to numb
Running from the glum ribs drums to sunsets 
Dead, says the little voice in your head
So you wrote it all with poisonous lead 
Protocol for the fall, White Dawn 
Where sequoias won’t rest, blood drawn 
From an oil-struck chest 
A world in division, war of attrition 
We’re all so deficient, where are the victims?
Worship the warship that wards off the spirits 
Sometimes reality’s worse than the fear is 

The bodies still litter the plain
The water's been tinted with stains
Your god is indifferent to pain
You all think your different 
You’re not all that different
All of us fit in a grave 

Do as thou wilt til the flowers wilt

Verse 2:
Bloody handprints decorate my room, 
I’ll never forsake my tomb
It's a cave I was chased into
It’s okay when I break in two
When I crave to escape this gloom 
Encased in doom with the craven few
Cagey in a cage so the Raven flew
Even if I suffocate from tasting fumes
Stay strained in the brain til the grave
We don't stay in bloom

Black Plague
Ring around the rosie pockets full of lint
Black Plague 
Fingers round a 40 watch me roll a spliff
Black Plague 
If you stay sane, you'll be no better than a carcass with medicated cold eyes
If you make waves you'll be the center of a target, ready-aim bulls-eye

Hook:
Black Plague, Black Plague
Black Plague, Black Plague 
Birth to the ashtray, life in the fast lane
Look at what the crows dragged in

The Plague (Prod. by Aloe Yoroi, Steezy Prime and Arael)

Delirium

Hell is Where the Heart Is (Prod. by Hellion & Cansino)

Ultra (Prod. by Inochi)

Sad the Impaler (Prod. by Prxz and Gin$eng)

Aileen Wuornos (Prod. by White Shinobi)

Prod by Ogui

Verse 1:

Like a canary in a mine 
if I start singing death I hope you’re carrying a 9
8 years deep said I’d marry her in 9
Kings Queen blowing cloud rings staring at the sky 
Sub-Zero temperatures still tearing out my spine
Stars above us hover in a paramount design 
This is cinema, my piss and vinegar makes living difficult
We kiss the stitches shut until it parallels the mind
Constellations look like pointillism poignant pen places poison in em
Dropping gems like an oyster center 
Got a koi fish in him swimming where the noise is hidden
Now I can’t avoid the venom, love-torn from the Joy Division
Increase the dosage til peaks that I reach are closer
And heavens still seem below us this medicine eats its own
My memories each alone, vermillion dreams recurring
I’m sketching it with a rose, you left it beneath my bones
My speech is blurring it’s reoccurring I need to learn 
To play my part, We’re made of carbon that means if it breathes it burns 
Seasons turn to frost-bitten August went into freezing first 
Beast of burden walks in a tarpit until he sinks in dirt, awkward 
I’m dancing with two left feet to a eulogy 
One day I hope my passion turns my ashes into jewelry 
Ruining all I touch when the blood-covered the jubilee
Manuevered through the cruelty, beautifuls what you grew to be 

Verse 2:

Death isn’t a question I’m taking it like a lesson
I etched into in my skeleton case in I forget the message 
A vestige of bad intentions, No Heaven won’t make it better 
Those devils don’t take a breather, they stay and assess wreckage 
With that Hara-Kiri nearing I’m peering across the ocean
My periodic devotions grow teary-eyed from the poems
So weary I’ve been unfocused I’m hearing cries from my close ones
A myriad of emotions I’m mirror-like in my opus 
Let the breath get in I’m present more precious than any gem is 
Sentimental mental’s heavy no respite from leaded headaches 
Here they come, nobody hears me I’m clear you see through the charades 
Never let go of the echoes but savor the time I’m blessed with

The Plague (Prod. by Aloe Yoroi, Steezy Prime and Arael)

SADISTIK

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