Blow (feat. Spencer Charnas of Ice Nine Kills)

Wolf or Lamb

You Are Only As Sick As Your Secrets

State Of Elysium (feat. GG6)

Beautiful Disaster

[Verse]
Raging winds of distant storms
The whispers of demons above
Can you hear the call from the throne?
They'll make you an offer you can't refuse

[Verse]
When all your hopes are buried
And your future seems lost
There's still one way to rule them all
Just take my hand and say yes

[Chorus]
Serpent's crown
King of the rats
King of the world
With a venomous sting
You'll be the last man standing

[Verse]
The burning of distant storms
Satan's fire from above
He has you on your knees
He offers you his hand

[Verse]
Don't sell your soul for
Power you can't contain
Because there's still one way
To rule them all

[Chorus]
Serpent's crown
King of the rats
King of the world
With a venomous sting
You'll be the last man standing

Serpent's Crown

Text:
(Verse 1)
You cheered for tax cuts, big and bold,
But your logic’s ice where empathy’s cold.
They said it’s for families, a middle-class cheer—
But it’s billionaires laughing while your voice disappears.
Medicaid’s crumbling, ACA's taking hits,
Snatching care from fragile lives bit by bit.
The rich get richer, while the rest are stripped—
What’s a promise when so many get skipped?

(Pre-Chorus)
You call it freedom, I call it theft,
Taking lifelines—from people left bereft.

(Chorus)
No coverage, no conscience, doesn’t anyone see?
Your “beautiful bill” writes history’s mockery.
Millions lose their health—yet it’s never enough,
No coverage, no conscience, that’s realpolitik’s bluff.

(Solo)

(Verse 2)
12 million kicked off Medicaid’s floor —
Doctors turned away, hope’s at the door. 
CBO’s numbers say it slows no tempo,
17 million lose coverage—watch that divide grow. 
While hospitals choke on unpaid bills,
Families crushed under care’s cold mills.

(Pre-Chorus)
They say "We’re saving budgets, fighting waste,"
But there’s no price when this move kills grace.

(Chorus)
No coverage, no conscience, stories don’t lie,
Real people scream in the night while the rest walk by.
A future in tatters—but your coffers rise,
No coverage, no conscience—see through their disguise.

(solo)

(Bridge)
The “Big Beautiful Bill” rewrites our fate—
But the pen’s in one hand; the real cost’s the plate. 
While they claim mercy and fairness reign,
They slash safety nets—and feel no shame.

(Final Chorus)
No coverage, no conscience, this feast leaves us stripped,
They feast at our table while our lifelines get clipped.
12 million gone, 17 million more—this lie’s not benign,
No coverage, no conscience—when will justice align?

(Outro – Spoken, resigned)
You built it for the rich, with "freedom" divine—
But the rest? We just see headlines… while our rights decline.

11

Self Deception