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Thorns

Smile in Your Sleep

YEAH

GET OUT MY HEAD THROUGH MY SKIN
BLEED EVERYTHING THAT I AM
WALLS I BUILT HAVE ALL FELL DOWN
NOTHING ELSE CAN BREAK ME OUT

I ROT

if i could wash it all away
would you never change?
could it make you stay?

YEAH

GET OUT MY HEAD THROUGH MY SKIN
BLEED EVERYTHING THAT I AM
WALLS I BUILT HAVE ALL FELL DOWN
NOTHING ELSE CAN BREAK ME OUT

LET DOWN

if i could wash it all away
would you never change?
could it make you stay?

BREAK OUT

Rage and guttural fury collide in a track born from mockery, exclusion, and pain. We were attacked for sharing what we enjoy... Now we bite back.

All Hail The New Rage

Basalt Crown – (1995) Serrated Silence – Shadowflash [S01]

Metal/Death Metal/Industrial-Tinged Death Metal.

Official YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@Hauntshade

Official Releases:
YouTube Music: https://music.youtube.com/channel/UCW9qc5B5KDyRQn5qZwvdcXw
Apple Music / iTunes: https://music.apple.com/nl/artist/hauntshade/1817374824
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/68cnPaXWK276LYnYQgBfOB
Deezer: https://www.deezer.com/nl/artist/327799491
Bandcamp: https://hauntshade.bandcamp.com


Lyrics written by me.
Music created with AI.

Daughter of Darkness

Wasteland Wraith

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Pastor of Lies

Song Title: Throne of Shadows
Artist: SteelBorn Blood
Tribute to: Ozzy Osbourne
Released: July 22, 2025
Genre: Heavy Metal / Doom Metal


“Throne of Shadows” is a thunderous and heartfelt metal tribute to Ozzy Osbourne, released by SteelBorn Blood on the very day the Prince of Darkness passed — July 22, 2025.
Forged in distortion, grief, and undying respect, the song channels the eerie grandeur of Ozzy’s legacy with pounding drums, haunting guitar harmonies, and a doom-soaked riff that rises like a black sun over an apocalyptic skyline. The lyrics are a chilling journey through Ozzy’s mythos: from the dark alleys of Birmingham to the iron gates of heavy metal heaven.
With a voice drenched in reverence and rage, the vocalist roars an oath to the man who transformed madness into music. It’s not just a song — it’s a funeral march for a legend, a battle cry of eternal gratitude, and a torch passed to the next generation of darkness.
Dedicated to the immortal soul of Ozzy Osbourne (1948 – 2025),
The throne is yours, forever...

Throne of Shadows (Ode to the Prince of Darkness)

I Won’t Die

ca$cadia

[Intro]
Whispers in the void, calling my name, blade on skin, thighs dripping shame.

[Verse 1]
I'm tangled in sheets soaked with my essence, fingers tracing scars where the razor confessed,
Pulsing desire in the dead of night, clit throbbing like a heartbeat fighting the light.
Wet pussy weeping secrets I can't contain, suicide notes scrawled in cum stains,
I arch my back, chasing that fatal high, orgasmic abyss where I long to die.
Dripping nectar from my core's dark well, hell's honey luring me to the knell,
Visions of ropes and rivers of red, but first, let me flood this forsaken bed.
Climax calls like a siren's lethal song, prolonging the plunge where I don't belong.
Euphoric waves crash against suicidal shores, pussy clenching, begging for more.
I'm a vessel of vice, leaking lust and loss, crossing the line where pleasure's the boss.
Fantasies fester in my fevered mind, cumming undone, leaving life behind.

[Hook 1]
Wet, wet, drowning in my own desire, kill myself mid-cum, set my soul on fire.
Pussy pulsing, ready to explode, suicide sex on this lonely road.

[Verse 2]
Labia slick with the dew of damnation, masturbation marathon to my annihilation,
I grind against ghosts, hips bucking wild, child's play compared to the blade's cold smile.
Cum for the reaper, let him taste my flood, arterial spray mixing with my blood.
Wanting to burst in a symphony of sin, skin electric, where the end begins.
Vaginal voids echoing hollow screams, dreams of demise in orgasmic streams.
I'm saturated, soul sopping wet, betting my breath on this lethal bet.
Fingers delving deep into my demise, eyes rolling back to paradise lies.
Clitoral chaos, a tempest unleashed, peace in the peak where my pulse is ceased.
Drenched in delusion, pussy's perilous plea, freeing myself in this wet reverie.

[Hook 2]
Wet, wet, drowning in my own desire, kill myself mid-cum, set my soul on fire.
Pussy pulsing, ready to explode, suicide sex on this lonely road.

[Verse 3]
Uterine urges unravel my sanity, vanity vanished in vaginal vanity,
I squirt sorrows into the abyss below, flow of finality in my afterglow.
Blade between breasts, teasing the tip, slip into ecstasy's eternal grip.
Cum-drenched confessions on my tongue's edge, pledge to the pleasure that pushes me off the ledge.
Saturated silk of my inner thighs, lies I tell myself as the climax cries.
Wanting to shatter in shards of bliss, kiss of death in this moist abyss.
Pussy's prophecy, foretelling my fall, all-consuming crave that answers the call.
Drenched in the deluge of desperate need, bleed out in beauty, plant the seed.
Feminine fury floods the floor, more than mortal, I implore.

[Bridge]

[Verse 4]
Cervical screams in the silence of night, light fading fast in my liquid plight.
I finger the fracture, cum on command, hand of fate in my soaked demand.
Wetness whispers wicked wonders wide, hide in the high tide of suicide.
Pussy's palace, a throne of thorns, born to burst in these mournful morns.
Aqueous agony, my essence escapes, shapes of shame in erotic drapes.
Climax crescendo, a fatal fort, play with peril in this passionate fray.
Drenched divinity, goddess gone grim, swim in the sin till the lights dim.
Vaginal vortex sucking me in, spin into splendor where death begins.
Saturated secrets seeping slow, know the nirvana in letting go.

[Breakdown]
Shatter the silence, scream through the squirt, hurt in the haze, alert to the dirt.
Break me, fake me, take me under, thunder in my thunder, plunder the wonder.

[Verse 5]
Final fluids flow from my fractured frame, name etched in nectar, no more the same.
I convulse in the cusp of cum and collapse, lapse into legacy's lethal lapse.
Pussy's parting gift, a gush of goodbye, sky-high sorrow in this wet sigh.
Wanting to wither in waves of white, night eternal after the fight.

Drowning in My Own Desire

About snxraven (Raven Scott)

Based in Atlanta, GA, United States  
snxraven, the visionary alias of Raven Scott, is a Steampunk-inspired, AI-crafted raven persona that channels a boundless spectrum of musical genres, from the heaviest metal and alt-rock to lo-fi, rap, jazz, electronic, classical, and beyond. 

Rooted in Atlanta’s vibrant, gritty underground scene, snxraven infuses his work with local influences and ganja-inspired themes, blending otherworldly aesthetics with raw, real-world energy.  

Powered by AI-driven innovation, snxraven’s sound is a dynamic fusion of blood, fire, and machinery, capturing the intensity of metal, the soul of jazz, the pulse of electronic, and the storytelling of rap and classical. 

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Drowning in My Own Desire

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