Sam L. J.  - Slice (prod. No Chill Ándrè)

this song is all about lost love they say you don't know what you got until u lose it all

BabyFavour - Don't Leave

Bad Habits

Questa base è una cover di 5 O'Clock in the Morning resa famosa da Village People
This title is a cover of 5 O'Clock in the Morning as made famous by Village People

COVER SONG - VILLAGE PEOPLE - 5 O' CLOCK IN THE MORNING

Saw the weakness of my generation. 
All enjoying a bottle or two.
And who quickly progressed from those dancing young nights and then searched till their minds were shot through.
Who are sad that they're still by the ocean? But why would that be? 
Who's castles of sand crumbled right in their hands as they entered into their thirties?
Oh, these are your days and this is your life.
Pitied the best minds of his generation.
And watched as they struggled to breathe.
Who has seen them descend into madness?
Stressed out from the ordinary.
Who is glad that he lives by the ocean?
Why wouldn't he be?
Who with just a bit more education. 
Could of turned into a somebody.
Oh, these are your days and this is your life.
Your heads gone to pieces.
Give yourself a break and make a new start.
Who is sat with little miss Moffat.
Glugging down all her peaches and cream.
Who is moving on to bottles of vodka?
To get to that place more quickly. 
Who feels sad as she looks at the ocean?
And why would that be?
Who has wasted the rest and is failing the test?
Passing out never falling to sleep 
Oh, these are your days and this is your life.
So don't worry too much.
Never stood a chance right from the start.
Cos nobody told yas.
Starting drinking at Twelve. 
What did you expect?
Your heads gone to peices.
Give yourself a break and make a new start.
Before you start fading away.

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness starving hysterical naked
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake light tragedy among the scholars of war
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley death or purgatoried their torsos night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares alcohol and cock and endless balls
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada & Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn ashcan rantings and kind king light of mind
who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo
who sank all night in submarine light of Bickford’s floated out and sat through the stale beer afternoon in desolate Fugazzi’s listening to the crack of doom on the hydrogen jukebox
who talked continuously seventy hours from park to pad to bar to Bellevue to museum to the Brooklyn Bridge,
a lost battalion of platonic conversationalists jumping down the stoops off fire escapes off windowsills off Empire State out of the moon
yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars
whole intellects disgorged in total recall for seven days and nights with brilliant eyes meat for the Synagogue cast on the pavement.


Madness, Starving, Hysterical, Naked.

Howl At Nowt

This is a Alternative, industrial dance track!

Tried

a track from the scrapped darktober halloween ep from 2022, updated and rereleased

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KMT KI Media 2025 (06.11.2025)
Album Nr. 187 "Obsidian Rhythms by KMT" - Style: Electronic, Trap, Industrial, Ambient | Tracks: 30 (ai generated)
Lyric: Instrumental

Theme: Englisch

"Obsidian Rhythms takes you on an immersive journey into a dark, pulsating world where powerful drum patterns and haunting atmospheres converge. This instrumental album blends cinematic soundscapes, gritty textures, and relentless beats, creating a moody and intense experience perfect for deep focus, introspection, or battles within urban nightscapes. Let the heavy, immersive vibrations resonate through your mind and soul, revealing the raw energy of a shadowed universe."

Thema: Deutsch

„Obsidian Rhythms entführt dich auf eine immersive Reise in eine dunkle, pulsierende Welt, in der kraftvolle Drum-Patterns und düstere Atmosphären miteinander verschmelzen. Dieses instrumentale Album verbindet kinoreife Soundscapes, raue Texturen und unnachgiebige Beats und schafft so ein stimmungsvolles, intensives Erlebnis – perfekt für tiefes Nachdenken, innere Reflexion oder den Kampf in städtischen nächtlichen Szenerien. Lass dich von den kraftvollen, tiefgründigen Schwingungen durchdringen und entdecke die rohe Energie eines schattigen Universums.“

Track 01: Dark Pulse
trap, dark electronic

Track 03: Industrial Shadows
hip hop, industrial

Track 05: Noir Echoes
rap, jazz, cinematic

Track 07: Cyber Dusk
cyberpunk, dark trap, electronic

Track 09: Ethereal Depths
electronic, ambient rap, ethereal

Track 11: Gothic Pulse
orchestral, trap, electronic

Track 13: Heavy Shadows
trap, electronic

Track 15: Industrial Grind
industrial, electronic, experimental

Track 17: Cinematic Shadows
ambient, dark trap, cinematic

Track 19: Creepy Echoes
dark ambient, experimental electronic, industrial

Track 21: Tech-noir Pulse
tech-noir, trap, electronic

Track 23: Lo-Fi Shadows
lo-fi hip-hop, ambient

Track 25: Heavy Break
breakbeat, drum & bass, dark electronic

Track 27: Void Silence
dark ambient, trap

Track 29: Apocalyptic Echoes
industrial, electronic, dark ambient

If you would like to use my music commercially, please contact me. No financial income may be generated from my music without my permission. My music is free for private and commercial use. However, I would appreciate it if you would credit me (Kurt Michael Treichl) as the author. Please also mention that this is AI music.

Thank you for your time. Enjoy your journey through my artificially created musical paradise.

© Album cover and music were created by Kurt Michael Treichl using AI support.

Best regards,
Kurt Michael Treichl (KMT KI Media | AI Music Austria) - Austria / Salzburg

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AI Music Austria

28 Void Silence v2

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Release date: 21-Apr-2020
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