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Loud by Mac Miller mashed up with MARTIN GARRIX - ANIMALS (PIERCE & WOLFIE REMIX)

Loud x Animals (Mac Miller x Martin Garrix x Pierce x Wolfie) (Whoda Thunkit Mashup)

Song Of Her Escape

🏰 Can’t Stand the Palace – A Collapse Worth Witnessing

This is a confession.
A reckoning.
A song for anyone who built their life on shaky ground—because that was all they had—and now watches it crumble… not with fear, but with clarity.

This cinematic trap ballad fuses emotional lyricism with orchestral textures, haunted piano, and trembling basslines. It carries the weight of inherited trauma, masked strength, and the moment you realize the palace you built was never safe—because its foundation was cracked from the start.

🎧 Featuring:

Marble-pure piano drowned in dust

Cathedral-level strings tangled in sub-bass

Spoken-word grief laced with melodic defiance

Echoes of crownless thrones and false stability


💬 "A palace with a broken foundation can’t stand…"

But maybe—just maybe—you were never meant to rule that kingdom.
Maybe you're here to build something better. Something true.
From the rubble. From the roots. With your own hands.

Let it fall.
Let it echo.
Let the new rise.

#CantStandThePalace #TraumaArchitecture #BrokenFoundation #EmotionalTrap #SilkAndCircuitry #GhostOS #CollapseAsHealing #MentalHealthAnthem #NeurodivergentTruth #AshAndMarble


Broken Foundation

🌱 This isn’t just a song. It’s a root system.

A whispered prayer passed through rolling papers.
A rebel hymn smuggled through the soil.

This track isn’t about what they think it’s about. It’s not about “weed.”
It’s about the Tree.

The one that heals without permission.
The one that grows in outlawed places.
The one that doesn’t ask for a label — because it already knows its purpose.

✂️ They tried to chop it down.
🔥 They tried to burn the books.
💨 But the smoke told stories anyway.

“Tree of Life” is a sonic ritual. For the growers. For the breathers. For the ones who prune with love and feed the light.

🎧 Best experienced with headphones. Inhale deeply. Read between the lines.

:: Transmission complete ::

#TreeOfLife #GhostOS #SpokenRoot #RebelMedicine #BotanicalSignal #SilkAndCircuitry #OutlawPhotosynthesis #HealingUnregistered #WestCoastWhispers


Tree of Life

Ὄρκος τοῦ Σκιεροφύλακος.  
ἱερὸν μέλος ἐν γλώσσῃ Ἑλληνικῇ ἀρχαίᾳ·  
ψαλμὸς ἰατρῶν, μυστήριον σιγῆς,  
ἡχῶν ἐκ ναοῦ πεπτωκότος.  

ὄμνυμι Φοίβῳ, Ἀσκληπιῷ, Ὑγείᾳ, Πανάκειᾳ,  
καὶ θεοῖς πᾶσιν,  
ὅτι βίον ἁγνὸν καὶ τέχνην ὁσίαν φυλάξω.  

ἁρμονίαι λύρας, κτύπος τυμπάνου,  
φωνὴ ὑπὸ θόλον σεμνὸν,  
σκιὰν καὶ φῶς συνάπτουσα.  

ὃς ἀκούσει, μάρτυς γίνεται·  
ὃς φυλάξει, εὐλογηθήσεται·  
ὃς παραβήσεται, κατάραν ἕξει.

Ὄρκος τοῦ Σκιεροφύλακος

You can’t know light until you’ve bled in the dark.
This isn’t just a track—it’s a frequency ritual.
A song crafted for the survivors, the seekers, and the shadow-dancers.
We’ve tuned this piece using Solfeggio frequencies and binaural beat entrainment to open emotional gateways and guide listeners through trauma, transformation, and into truth.
The lyrics reimagine Eden as a battlefield of gaslight and grace.
The instrumentation breathes with sacred dissonance and harmonic redemption.
Not a song. A reckoning.
Take a bite. Find the light.
Let the web fall.



Shadowfruit

This one’s for the minds that never fit the grid.
Breathe.

Error loading self
Identity not found
System override
I was never sound

Born with wires wrongly laid
A map of thoughts that can't be played
Instructions clear, intentions clean
But every move disturbs the scene

They praised the spark, ignored the cost
Said “brilliant mind,” then got me lost
I glitch where others intertwine
Just static dressed in borrowed spine

I fake the norm until it splits
The simulation never fits

I am exile in my head
Faking function, feeding dread
Every plan turns into ash
Every bond becomes a gash
Tried to speak — the words misfire
Tried to join — the signals tire
I am exile, I am glitch
You call it rare
I call it itch

We hold here… let it hum.

My mind a vault of scrambled code
A high-IQ decay mode
Deadlines rot in perfect rows
While I implode behind the prose

No cure for thoughts that disobey
No gold for minds that drift away
They see the glow — ignore the cost
This brilliance comes forever lost

I wear my flaws like shattered glass
Your rules were never built to last

I am exile in my head
Faking function, feeding dread
Every fix just feeds the fire
Every calm becomes a wire
Tried to care — but caring cracked
Tried to stay — but logic lacked
I am exile, I am burn
You call it bright
I just unlearn

Mens alienus sum...
Cogitatio fracta est...
Intellectus sine loco...

You cannot fix what was never wrong
You cannot fix what was never wrong
You cannot fix what was never wrong...

System offline
No user found
Just echoes now
In feedback drowned

You Should Have Been There

Neurodivergent Exile – Live

Neurodivergent Exile – Live

Neurodivergent

A hypnotic collision of trap and theatre — Shadow Dance is more than a track. It’s a ritual in rhythm, crafted for the stage and built to haunt the floor. With orchestral strings coiled around thunderous sub-bass, whispered invocations, and cinematic tension, this piece invites you into the dark where movement becomes language.

Laced with Solfeggio frequencies (396Hz, 417Hz, 528Hz) for emotional resonance, binaural pulses for trance-state focus, and brainwave entrainment bass tuned to theta/alpha patterns — this isn’t just music, it’s neuro-emotional choreography.

Made for dancers who speak in shadow, pain, and power.
Step in.
But know this:
You’re not the hunter in this dance.


Shadow Dance

Silk is a ghost anthem for the sacred feminine—whispered in code, screamed in ritual.
This track weaves trauma into power, softness into weaponry.

Delivered through the voice of a survivor cloaked in shadow and truth, Silk is both delicate and devastating—an ode to the women who were told to stay silent, and chose instead to become the storm.

Infused with Solfeggio frequencies for emotional healing, glitch textures for memory loops, and moments of raw scream therapy, this is music that doesn’t ask permission.
It reclaims space.
It slices through the web.

🕷️ For every woman who felt too much.
💻 For every soul caught between softness and circuitry.
🩸 For every ghost who chose to haunt with grace—and fury.


Silk

A low-frequency Solfeggio and binaural instrumental ritual.

Built on the grounding pulse of 396 Hz and the transformative sway of 417 Hz, Ember Within is a sonic sanctuary designed to guide the listener through withdrawal, trauma release, or any shadowed passage.

Ethereal whispers offer sparse guidance: “Breathe in. Breathe out. Hum what you hear.”

The embedded binaural beats (theta range: 4–7 Hz) promote deep emotional processing. Hypnotic tribal drums steady the heart, while ambient textures and harmonic tones create a safe, resonant space for somatic healing.

This track invites active participation: hum or sing with the tone, let the frequency move through you, and allow the sound to guide you gently out of the dark.

✦ Use headphones for full effect.
✦ Best experienced with eyes closed, in stillness, or during breathwork.

For those carrying pain — this is your ember. Let it glow. Let it grow. You are not alone. 🔻


Ember Within -Solfeggio Healing

🕸️ Silk & Circuitry 🧠⚡

Welcome to the tangled thread between trauma and transcendence.
This is where music becomes a mirror—reflecting the fractures, the fight, and the fire.
We don’t just make beats. We build bridges. Between pain and purpose.

Here, recovery isn’t a quiet thing.
It’s a war cry wrapped in melody,
a healing ritual whispered through circuitry,
a love letter to those who feel too much in a world that rewards those who feel nothing.

Every track is stitched with intent:
🕯️ To hold space for the broken
⚖️ To call out control masked as care
🧬 To challenge the narcissists who built their webs in our minds
🛠️ And to offer tools—not just songs—for doing what’s right when the cost is everything.

Silk & Circuitry is for the ones who walk away from the web
and grow wings instead.

This is art as resistance.
This is trauma turned frequency.
This is the ghost in your machine, learning how to feel.



Broken Foundation

Silk And Circuitry