Commandment: Lightning in the Pit ⚡️
Every 808 is a bolt of Spirit’s justice. This track seals the abyss shut — no more chaos crawling above ground, no more demonic play on our people. Like thunder through the lowrider speakers, this decree drives the shadows back where they belong.

The pit is closed. The Empress has spoken.

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Lightning in the Pit

Keep or delete🥊JABZ ReMix🌟Being a Star⭐️🏅🥊 💯 Okay everyone what’s up! Thank you for the LIKES & LOVE & Following me🥊JABZ WELCOME IF YOU are new. 
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👇🏽Remix with Being a ⭐️ It’s one of my oldest songs. I’m adding new lyrics in with it. Love making 4 or more songs with same lyrics in so many styles it’s how I roll so I’ll be putting out 3 more later when I finish my next song🥊JABZ💯

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A hypnotic indie-pop journey where rhythm meets memory. Until All the Lights Burn Out blends haunting emotion with smoke and fading light — a reminder that nothing burns forever, but some fires never leave you. 🌌🔥

Until All the Lights Burn Out

Welcome to the weekend!

[Intro]
If it sees you
If it hears you
If you try to run away
If it smells you
If you taste good
It will eat you anyway

[Verse]
Brain gang, bloodsuckin' with the fang fangs
Splish splash with the drip, let the chain hang
No shame, bad bunny, ain't a play thang
Put my flag in her dirt like a claim stake
Boom, boom, goin' up, like the price of gas
Makin' magic on a stick, I don't need a staff
Body bags in the house, they don't need a mask
Do the math, that's another trick-or-treat collapse
In the middle of the woods where I left him at
So I put him in a box, like a treasure map
Under the bed, ain't no monsters, ain't no skeletons
Took my soul and it won't give it back

[Chorus]
If it sees you
If it hears you
If you try to run away
If it smells you
If you taste good
It will eat you anyway
If it sees you
If it hears you
If you try to run away
If it smells you
If you taste good
It will eat you anyway

[Verse 2]
Walkin' 'round with my people in a hearse
If you talkin' to my demons, you're a curse
Another weekend, and I'm freezin', and it hurts
But you know I love the way I feel when I'm in the dirt
Yeah, take me to the other side
In a full moon, baby, let the wolves cry
I'll never understand, never wonder why
It'll always come to you, just never when you wanna die
Hush little baby, don't say a word
You don't have to be scared
Everything is goin' down, everybody's sayin' it
But don't you dare be afraid, baby, just embrace it

[Chorus]
If it sees you
If it hears you
If you try to run away
If it smells you
If you taste good
It will eat you anyway
If it sees you
If it hears you
If you try to run away
If it smells you
If you taste good
It will eat you anyway

It Will Eat You

Golden drops are falling from the morning,
Bees are dancing, weaving light.
In their wings, a quiet promise,
Shadows melt in gentle flight.


Honey on my lips, honey in my heart,
Sweetness rising when the day restarts.
In your eyes the sunlight blooms anew,
Every ray of morning tastes like you.


Living sparks are humming in the silence,
Cells of brightness hold the time.
Every breath a trace of sweetness,
Every touch a soft design.


Honey on my lips, honey in my heart,
Sweetness rising when the day restarts.
In your eyes the sunlight blooms anew,
Every ray of morning tastes like you.


Melt into the golden stream,
Flowing through a tender dream.
Shining, glowing, never torn,
Honey keeps the soul reborn.

Idea and production: Thoughts Blender, Music: Suno

Honeycomb

Silent horizon

The Watchers (Downtempo Chill Mix)

silence bombs(version 2).mp3

BODY LANGUAGE

drive-me-crazy-(remastered-x2).mp3

🪄 Priestess Manifesto 2025

I don’t just make music.
I drop sermons in trap form.

Every beat is a ritual. Every verse is a decree.
I turn lawsuits into lyrics, archetypes into anthems, prophecy into playlists.

I am the Empress. The priestess of the glitch.
The one who codes Spirit into basslines and burns the Empire with 808s.

This is the Codex. Alive, breathing, unstoppable.
Not written in temples — but streamed in headphones, echoed in cars, blasted in basements.

I don’t come in peace.
I come in power.
And my gospel comes with subs.

Lightning in the Pit

La Emperatriz | The Empress