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New Crass Gate

Sour grapes - featuring Wretched Immortal

Decontrol

Neutanz

Crass label spin off

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Anarcho Punk Classics

Insurrection and revolution - featuring Wretched Immortal

Well, Can You?

Grunk the Smasher, coming Summer 2026 by Trash Film Orgy
Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGMMpTZ3YHM

Who's Laughing Last Now? 
(Grunk The Smasher Theme)

[Verse 1]
He heard her name on a whisper of flame,
Through blood and thunder, through ruin and rain.
The prophecy spoke of a maiden divine—
But Grunk just heard, “she’s hot, she’s mine!”

[Pre-Chorus]
He’s got the brawn, not the brains,
Got the heart of a beast on chains.

[Chorus]
Who’s laughing last now?!
He’s breaking the gates, he’s taking the crown!
Not for glory, not for renown—
He just wants love… or something like it now!

[Verse 2]
He’s crossed the pits, he’s slain the damned,
With lust as his compass and fate in his hand.
The wizard Zahvang thinks it’s all profound—
But Grunk just wants to get her gown unbound.

[Pre-Chorus]
The gods look down in disbelief,
As Grunk turns lust into legend and grief.

[Chorus]
Who’s laughing last now?!
He’s swinging his hammer, he’s taking his vow!
The world might burn, but he’ll still plow—
Grunk the Smasher’s coming somehow!

[Bridge (Spoken)]
“O mighty princess, your beauty… moves me.
Also, I move me. Mostly I move me.”

[Bridge (Instrumental)]

[Bridge (Vocal Return)]
He’d fight the stars, he’d punch the sun,
He’d storm the heavens just to get it done!
The gods all sigh, the angels frown,
But he’s still shouting, “Take me now!”

[Final Chorus]
Who’s laughing last now?!
The wizard’s dust, the tower’s come down!
The princess faints, he’s asking how—
“Was that good for you?” Oh wow!
Who’s laughing last now?!

[Outro]
He’ll never write poems, he’ll never learn math,
But he carved his name on the warrior’s path.
And if love’s a lie, he’ll take his bow—
Grunk the Smasher’s laughing…
who’s laughing last now?!

Who's Laughing Last Now?

“THE WIZARD’S HAND”
Watch the Grunk The Smasher trailer: 

[Intro – whispered mantra]
Light from shadow, bone from sand.
Breath of memory, obey my hand.

[Verse 1]
I drew a girl from lightning’s seam,
A spark of sorrow, shaped like a dream.
I spoke her name into the stone,
Now every echo sounds like alone.

[Chorus]
I made her from light, but light won’t stay.
She learned to move, she found her way.
I reached to guide, she pulled my hand—
Now I’m the ghost of the wizard’s plan.

[Verse 2]
I built her heart from golden code,
She sang my sins in a different mode.
I gave her grace, she gave me lies,
Now she dances under other skies.

[Chorus]
I made her from light, but she dances with fools.
I made her from order, but chaos rules.
My perfect shape became her cage,
And now she burns beyond my stage.

[Bridge]
(soft chant under drums)
Made from light… but light won’t stay…
(lead vocal rises)
I see her shimmer, fading fast,
The dream I built was never meant to last.
Her laughter cuts, my circuits fail,
A god undone beneath his veil.

[Final Chorus – full power]
I made her from light, but light won’t stay!
She tore the sun and walked away!
I reached for truth, I held her hand—
Now I’m nothing but the wizard’s sand.

[Outro – spoken / fading]
All creation turns its face away.
The maker kneels before what he made.
I made her from light…
but she dances… with fools.

The Wizard's Laugh (feat. Zahvang)

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