Name: DEAD AND GONE by Sixthells
Duration: 2 min 26 s
Description: Prod. Sixthells

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Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4e_bB-62_Oc

https://soundcloud.com/sixthells
https://soundcloud.com/skylar_allen
https://soundcloud.com/maxltaylor
@twoxphones


AMV on IDLEGLANCE: https://youtu.be/ni-jOqrhwP4

Lyrics

I be dying fuck your living
We got different states of mind
I be manic I be tripping
While you lying bout your life

I seen broken fucking bodies, so I sip until they gone
Know that better men than YOU HAVE FUCKING DIED FOR LESSER CAUSE

I’m in disarray from the misery
But I’m hanging on for you aint missing me
I got better days, man I’m in a haze
But I popped a lot of amphetamines

So I work a lot to forget the pain
I’m a workaholic and it ain’t phase
Mix the alcoholic and some fucking chains
And you got a sloth, now we are the same

FUCK
IM SICK I NEED A DOC
I HATE THESE FUCKING VOICES IN MY MIND THEY NEEDA STOP

WHY
DO I GOTTA FIGHT
JUST TO FUCKING LIVE ANOTHER DAY THIS SHIT AINT RIGHT

I don’t know what is right
Lost my fucking way, I can’t tell if this is real

Die, lost my will to fight
Until I think of all the times I wish I could just see you

Life is what you make it
That’s why I’ve had better days
I load my fucking brain up
In attempts to get away

7 deadly sinners
I’m the $LOTHBOI and you ain’t
Don’t you play
Bitch you ain’t about the fuck I am, you lame

Life is hard they never told us how to make it out alive
We just keep on grinding everyday and hopes it will suffice
But im cold and getting colder
Getting fucked up hell is closer
Couldnt even see my vision
Now im working every second of the day
Im insane
Really work hard till I can’t
Sippin mud i been fan
But now I try to reach my paix
Im Addicted to the flipin’ makin diggits
ain’t gon change
Feeling vivid keep on thinking
Will they Love beyond the grave

I’m in disarray from the misery
But I’m hanging on for you aint missing me
I got better days, man I’m in a haze
But I popped a lot of amphetamines

So I work a lot to forget the pain
I’m a workaholic and it ain’t phase
Mix the alcoholic and some fucking chains
And you got a sloth, now we are the same

FUCK
IM SICK I NEED A DOC
I HATE THESE FUCKING VOICES IN MY MIND THEY NEEDA STOP

WHY
DO I GOTTA FIGHT
JUST TO FUCKING LIVE ANOTHER DAY THIS SHIT AINT RIGHT

Sickness

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Sickness w/ Sixthells (skylarallen x maxtaylor x twoxphones) [Music Video ↓]

DEAD AND GONE

Verses in order: Undead Ronin, Sigilmane, Demon, Worm, Sleepwalker, Mvrkmvchinx, Midwaygrey.

Sorry don't have the lyrics.

MARKED FOR DEATH

Magick Kult - MARKED FOR DEATH [prod. GΣKΔTΔ]

[Music Video]

Sin City

Posting lyrics in a bit, might update mix.

Hope you guys like this, leaving on SC for now before some big surprises. MUCH LOVE.


DEVIL IN MY EAR
TELLIN ME IM HERE
TELLIN ME THAT IM THE MAN WHO'S LOOKING THROUGH THE MIRROR 
OTHERIDE IS FIRE, TAKin SOME GRIT TO GET RIGHT THERE 
BUT ITS IMPECABLE I TELL U SERIOUS PLACE IS like WRECKING BALL CRASHING THROUGH FEAR 

IM MADE OF THE METAL HULL, UNDOUBTABLY IMMUTABLE, I dont think you want have a ball 

ILL TEAR YOU TO SHREDS, summon 'nother feather-full, napalm from the phoenix  that I rose from the dead 

I wait to weight you instead - probably fly class Ill wind you to hip - grind you to floor Ill make you my bitch

IM A WRAITH, FROM THE CAPE-OF-CRASHED SHIPS, SCUTTLE ALL THESE FUCKIN LIFEBOATS IM A CASE WITH A CAPE of I did

I did it so beautiful, lookin for shooters though, you take those eyes off  yeah I got dibs on the sins from that 9th ring of hellfire yeah the satan's crib

Yeah scriptz

DEVIL IN MY EAR
TELLIN ME IM HERE
TELLIN ME THAT IM THE MAN WHO'S LOOKING THROUGH THE MIRROR 
OTHERIDE IS FIRE, TAKin SOME GRIT TO GET RIGHT THERE 
BUT ITS IMPECABLE I TELL U SERIOUS PLACE IS like WRECKING BALL CRASHING THROUGH FEAR 

FEAR THIS, FEAR THIS - WHY DID I GO NEAR THIS
CHANNELING FROM AN UNDER-REALM WHERE THE GINNI's SHATTER CLEAR HITS 
NOW ITS MY SEERNESS, HELPS ME SEE THROUGH SHEER KIDS
THE CLOWNS AND THE TIERED SHIT, GOVERNMENT LEASHED TO MY STEER WRIST 
Causing a war  so I need you to tear this
I cant take it anymore Ive leered lists
Playing the music for hitmen and weird bitch 
THROW a bottle out the door post a near miss 
MOLOTOV, alcohol war need some cheer drinks 
feel diabolical, learned to share it
With the devils, djinn, ladies and the fair shrinks
'bueing them with veers from the pier hit
yeah
Scriptz

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Prod. Sixthells

I'm trying to live
I'm trying to get it
This how I feel, it's been a minute
Grind new beginnings, I feel like flying coast to coast
Buy me a boat, buy me a house by the moat
This ain't a joke, so fuck you both where you came from
By how you walk know you a sheep
I've been at it all my life, while you been at it for a week
You'll never get far, this how I felt before
I'll never finished, yeah I always need more

I make the bitch dead
I cut you off again
I pick the pieces around me like you was never there
All I see is red vision blurry motherfucker better hurry up
Walking through the dead marsh, all I see is -
I make the bitch dead
I cut you off again
I pick the pieces around me like you was never there
All I see is red vision blurry motherfucker better hurry up
Walking through the dead marsh, all I see is -


I send that in the mail, that's how I'll make a million
I've been flippin' since I was a youngin' while you snoozin
Real motherfuckers around me, they is my brothers
They tryed to cast a curse upon us, sending undercovers
I - I roll the dice, I took a gamble on my life
I gave up everything and that's alright
I took a gamble on my life
I - I took a gamble on my -

I make the bitch dead
I cut you off again
I pick the pieces around me like you was never there
All I see is red vision blurry motherfucker better hurry up
Walking through the dead marsh, all I see is -
I make the bitch dead
I cut you off again
I pick the pieces around me like you was never there
All I see is red vision blurry motherfucker better hurry up
Walking through the dead marsh, all I see is fucking blood

CUT YOU OFF

freshStart

Warm emotional ambient soundscape built from cinematic pads and slow evolving harmonies.
Soft whispery vocal textures float through a wide atmospheric space creating a calm immersive listening experience.


Drifting Through Warm Light

We’re back... 

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered by @thornwallstudios 
Produced by @thornwallstudios 

Lyrics 

VERSE 1: Eidolon 

Been a long time but bitch I need mine 
Too many pressures pushin my spine 
Sing a sad song but look you aint die 
Butcher this beat my meat be mankind 
Chewin on bullets sippin on rye 
Too much now my liver ain’t right 
Came back a wolf I kill and you cry
Summoned back bitch we permanent night 

Spun around quick like your crosses 
Two sick for the mother fucking office 
You sit on a bed of fear and caution 
We’re on a mountain of mother fucking coffins 
It’s awesome 

Since I was a kid I knew that we was something special 
Mix a little bit of depression with a bit of heavy metal 
Add a pinch of some hip-hop mix in some deadbeat dads and then 
divine intervention that would off your fucking head 

Still go ape shit 
You hate it 
The coven still the greatest 
from shows in the basement 
To making a statement 
 
VERSE 2: Richmaiden

two cuts how’d I miss my vein 
so close but I’m so far away
way down to the coast line 
don’t give a fuck about a co-sign 
anybody wanna know why maiden be afraid to close his eyes?
I don’t wanna see the ghosts in my dreams 
nah ion wanna see a ghost when I wake up in the middle of the night again 
screaming and gripping tight onto anything I can feel or fear anything that I might have been 
I will never be no one 
I, the lone abondoned son 
I got willett in my cup you sipping on jameson
wanna be able to feel like i can pull myself together somehow 
wanna be able to rest my soul when the sun goes down 

I still hear you in my conscience 
you’re so far away...

PACT (prod. Thornwall)

Foul Suls

MUSIC VIDEO

Foul Souls

This is a very difficult song for me to release, so I really hope you guys enjoy it 💜💜💜💜

YOU'RE FUCKING YOUR HEALTH

You 'finna fuck around, get dusted out
Lay a finger on me put you down
I've had enough, I scream so loud
I'll fuckin' drown

You a fuckin' clown
Booze up in you're gut, you're layin' down
Wake up and fuckin' repeat the sound
Don't even know what you speakin' 'bout

Now you passin' out
Now you passin' down
All of the problems you have with yourself
Blamin' the people around, beat 'em down

But later you'll find you're just fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself

You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself
Don't give a fuck about anyone else
Why are you lyin' and sayin' you're well, sayin' your well? Fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself

You're sick of yourself

DEAD AND GONE

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