Intro - 0:00 to 0:18] Glass bulb explodes on steel-sharp, brittle shards clink like bones. Slow heartbeat thump (80 BPM). Bus door hisses open. Whisper, layered: Du bist mein... du bist mein... (you are mine) in German, looping, pitched low like a drunk memory. [Verse 1 - 0:18 to 1:10] Bus ride. Two thousand miles. I sat there, gut empty, head full of her voice. Three days in Oregon-she poured vodka, smiled like a gift. Then the hand. The first slap. Sound like wet meat on tile. I didn't move. Couldn't. Not yet. Sold me that night. Room smelled like bleach and sweat. Inside her? Dead. Numb. High. Heroin in my vein, her nails in my neck-same burn, same blank. Wanted to die but body said no. Someone else kept breathing for me. [Pre-Chorus - 1:10 to 1:25] She called me doll. Held me like broken china-arms locked, smile cracked. I said yes because no was a gun. I said love you because hate was blood on the floor. [Chorus - 1:25 to 1:55] Puppet, puppet-strings in your teeth, Move for me, bleed for me, breathe for me, High enough to forget my name, Low enough to feel every chain. Puppet, puppet-cut me loose, But the cut's the proof: I was used. (Hook starts here-addictive loop) Puppet... puppet... puppet... (stutter-glitch echo) [Verse 2 - 1:55 to 2:40] She hit because she could. I stayed because I learned: Safe looks like pain. Love looks like fists. Every thrust-needle in my spine, Every bruise-map of where I broke. She sold me like stock. They paid. I didn't. I counted cracks in the ceiling like stars. Said one more to the spoon, to her mouth, to the mirror- Anything to not feel the doll's empty eyes staring back. [Bridge - 2:40 to 3:10] (60 BPM stutter) Child whisper: Du bist mein... (you are mine...) Glass shatters again-loud, close. Her voice: You're nothing without me. My voice? Silent. Five says: run. Odium says: kill. Alice says: please. I said: pass the needle. [Final Chorus - 3:10 to 3:40] Puppet, puppet-no more strings, Snip 'em clean, watch me swing. High enough to float, low enough to fall- But I won't beg. Won't crawl. Puppet, puppet-cut me free, The doll's awake-he sees me. (Hook repeats-addictive, louder, glitch heavier) Puppet... puppet... puppet... (echo fades, but last word lingers: free) [Outro - 3:40 to 4:00] Silence. Then-one final glass shatter, distant. Heartbeat stops. Breath. You're not a doll. You're done.

Puppet

Social Suicide 2

[Intro]  
Speaking in oceans, casting rippling waves  
Echoing past scars, visceral stains that my soul has captured  
In cages given by the divine predator  

[Verse 1]  
In depth I had envisioned a cruise so sublime  
Within the glow of my blood flows  
What trickles down the dread of my heart, I'm so insecure  
Shattering the holy just to crumble to ashes  
Mixing with blood and mud, grinding, gashing teeth  
With broken jaws, I turned to stone  
Just to survive the internal flood  

[Pre-Chorus]  
In the dark I scream more, more, more  
Give me more, lost in mania  
Lost all control, the demons scratching at the walls of my soul  
Drinking the blood of the plagues  
To infect the eyes that bleed over with the tears of acid rain  

[Chorus]  
Eroding my grave stones, they scar my mind with memories  
The pain in my reality is bred and fed  
Entwinding, masking for the masters  
With black stained veins they start seeping  
With tragedy and dread, hastening the construction  
Of the darkness of my internal monologues  

[Verse 2]  
The alters that sparked hell in my mind  
Leaving scars down my cheeks, what a fucking disaster  
So I walk against the walls of my mind where you can find  
Written in blood, the creeping mazes  
The sexually delusional decrepit open wounds  
They're just waiting for you to open up again  
Their insanity, crying, laughing  
You're so confused by everything  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Breaking down the veil of remembering  
Overwhelmed by the anxiety  
Like lightning shrieking chatter  
Giving mastery to the embalmed perception of reality  
They are all of me, they are many parts of me  
Independently moving me, the voices are mine  
They are the ghosts of my body and mind  

[Chorus]  
Eroding my grave stones, they scar my mind with memories  
The pain in my reality is bred and fed  
Entwinding, masking for the masters  
With black stained veins they start seeping  
With tragedy and dread, hastening the construction  
Of the darkness of my internal monologues  

[Bridge]  
Privately controlling, fracturing my perceptions of personal gravity  
Multiple personalities that protect me  
From the threat of self-destruction when I can't breathe  
When the walls bubble in front of me, changing their shape  
The shadows they consume anything  
The glue of empty space mixing with the fundamental nothingness and memory  
The cosmic infusion of self and protection  
For the safety of comforting aggression  

[Outro]  
Take hold, dividing reality to a blur  
For the safety of the host's survival... (fading echoes)

AlTeRs InTeRnaL Monologues

Murderous Tool

A song written for my youngest daughter and lioness.

Official video here: https://youtu.be/gQIyXBPhrmA

City of Fire

i sped up american tradition from last year

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[Verse 1] (monotone rap-growl calm like counting pills snap 110 bpm march snare bone snaps kick coffin slams twisted glitches atmospheric haunting melodies for numb detachment dread building breath-on-breath wet-on-wet spine-hum lean-in void/glitch cores fused rap/nu-metal bite to feel addictive pull seduction creeping in listener's skin)
Dawn creeps like spider legs spiders that crawl sending shivers up the spine a moment suck on repeat dripping in before the flood like the release of sap tapped to collect a bitter taste but no a feeling sounds break and strike like lighting to the ears a traumatic position I hold close to home the gears shake scream and dislocate
[Verse 2] (post-rock goth atmospheric haunting melodies twisted glitches deep distorted whispers androgynous warp bleed-through protector echo safety mechanism breath-on-breath wet-on-wet to feel eerie immersion addictive seduction euphoria haze swirl when flip 3d audio psychotic despair)
That given response sensations mimic falling reliving the emotional heavy weight the present starts dissolving this space is mine but I don't want to own this fragmented memories in disarray isolated bruised sitting in a room all alone an unknown fate trapped in stasis the air starts to vibrate to the beat of my heart a modified generator that could give life to a city stranded in the dark
[Verse 3] (dark wave melancholic introspection moody drama violent scary vibes hate vacuum stares counts inventory unnamed pull to nothing whispers why not unbuckle to feel melancholic introspection addictive addiction seduction tying listener in euphoric binaural beats)
In nights in covered in sweet fighting attackers in my sleep dreams within claustrophobia skin turns the color blue burning like the sun hiding in spaces where no one can find the past shapeshifts to present wishing my mind was blind a built in phobia I just can't fight can you relate remembrance causes me like a ghost to disappear darkness veils awareness flashing images the nightmares relived
[Chorus] (glitch drops chrome wire hair scraping venom drip reverb androgynous male deep to wail chaotic energy powerful drop psychedelic prog haze swirl when flip 3d audio psychotic despair choke on stop spine-hum lean-in cosmic horror under breath to feel overwhelming 

Can You Relate (Remastered)

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Do It Again (Official Audio)

Lyrics:

Rivers on the glass of night,
City flickers inside my chest.
Your name hiding in the static light,
Every whisper cuts through the rest.

You bloom in the black and pull me back,
children being abused by their fathers,
Signal through the noise—don’t fade.

Cut my glass veins with your light,
Pull me through this endless night.
In the dark we learn to breathe,
Static blooms where we bleed.
You’re the signal in the void,
Frequencies we can’t avoid.

Black sky, cold wire—hold me.

Footsteps tremble on the fault-line street,
Echoes orbit like satellites.
I chase the shadow where our circuits meet,
Heartbeats wired to the lights.

You bloom in the black and pull me back,
children being abused by their fathers,
Say my name in waves—don’t fade.

Cut my glass veins with your light,
Pull me through this endless night.
In the dark we learn to breathe,
Static blooms where we bleed.
You’re the signal in the void,
Frequencies we can’t avoid.

If I drown in dial tones,
Would you tune me home?

Cut my glass veins with your light,
Pull me through this endless night.
In the dark we learn to breathe,
Static blooms where we bleed.
You’re the signal in the void—
Hold—don’t—fade.
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Track: Cut My Glass
Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED, Kyle Schildt
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

Cut My Glass - Feat. Kyle Schildt

Control the World

I'm Used To It

A song about victims and powerful people who hurt them.

When She Closes Her Eyes

LYRICS

Je suis là, dans la nuit, à refaire mes choix,
Un sac à mes pieds, tout ce que j’ai, c’est moi.
Mon ventre me parle, un petit cœur qui bat,
Il faut partir maintenant, je n’ai plus aucun droit.

Il disait qu’il m’aimait, 
De quel amour parle t-il ! ,
Ses mots faisaient mal, plus encore que ses bras.
Je veux que mon enfant ouvre les yeux ,
Dans un monde, où la peur ne vit pas,

Je sais, c’est pas simple, je laisse tout derrière,
Mais je prends ce chemin pour briser les barrières.
Je choisis la lumière, même si elle est loin,
Je veux que mon bébé n’ait jamais besoin…

… De fuir comme moi, de pleurer la nuit,
De cacher ses rêves, de baisser les yeux aussi.
Ma route est longue, mais je dois y arriver,
Pour qu'un jour lui dire: Pour toi, j'avais pas le choix. 

C’est pas facile, j’ai peur chaque jour,
Mais mieux vaut ça qu’une illusion d'amour.
J’entends sa voix, elle crie quand j’avance,
Mais moi je sais que c’est ma dernière chance.

Je lui pardonnerai jamais tout ce qu’il a fait,
Mais je garde ma force pour ce qui va naître.
Un endroit sûr, un vrai foyer,
C’est pour ça que j'ai quitter, même si c’est dur de me relever.

Je chante pour toi, mon enfant, mon trésor,
On sera libres demain, même si c’est encore fort.
Je te promets un monde loin de ses colères,
Un monde juste à nous, plein de lumière.

Une dernière chance

Une dernière chance

only later did I see you for what you are

Night

Lyrics:

Flaskan lutar, kvällen går
Köket doftar gammal gård
Glaset skramlar, dörren slår
Mamma viskar: “Låt det gå”
Lampan blinkar gul och matt
Skuggor vandrar vägg för vägg
Vi tar jackor utan prat
Lär oss gå med tysta steg

Inte vårt fel
Inte vår skam
Håll min hand
Håll andan fram

Håll andan, håll andan nu
Tysta steg, tysta steg
När pappa ropar, stäng din dörr
Tills stormen lagt sig ned
Vi gömmer oss, vi gömmer oss
Två hjärtan under säng
Håll min hand, håll hårt i mig
Tills natten går förbi

Stegen tunga i en hall
Nycklar slår mot naken hud
Mamma säger: “Var ej kvar”
Vi räknar tre och springer bort
Spegeln speglar någon annan
Röda ögon, vitlöst ljus
Vi är barn som lär oss andas
I ett hem som tappat hus

Inte vårt fel
Inte vår skam
Räkna fyra
Håll andan fram

Håll andan, håll andan nu
Tysta steg, tysta steg
När pappa ropar, stäng din dörr
Tills stormen lagt sig ned
Vi gömmer oss, vi gömmer oss
Två hjärtan under säng
Håll min hand, håll hårt i mig
Tills natten går förbi

Om rösten går i bitar—stå kvar vid mig
Om väggar saknar lyssning—så hör jag dig
Vi sätter oss i skåpet, vi räknar lugnt
Vi väntar ut det värsta, vi håller tungt
Det här är inte vårt att bära
Det här ska aldrig vara lära

TV:n viskar utan ljud
Klockan står men natten går
Grannen stänger sina fönster
Vi lär oss karta, vi lär oss spår
Morgonen är blek och trasig
Frukosten blir tyst och kort
Mamma lägger filt om axlar
Säger: “Ni är modiga, mina söner”

Inte vårt fel
Inte vår skam
Vi andas in
Vi håller fram

Håll andan, håll andan nu
Tysta steg, tysta steg
När rösten bränner, stäng din dörr
Tills stormen lagt sig ned
Vi gömmer oss, vi gömmer oss
Men tar oss ut i dag
Håll min hand, håll hårt i mig
Vi går när ljuset slagit an

Inte vårt fel.
Inte vår skam.
Vi andas ut.
Vi går tillsammans.
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Track: Tysta Steg
Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED, Tommy Larsson
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

Tysta Steg - Feat. Tommy

Upcoming sound cloud rapper 💪

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Not all my songs are listed here. Please go to my Spotify profile for the rest of my songs.  Thank you very much for supporting me!

I wanted to use my new electric guitar to create alternative music, so I decided to create Vision Bulbs In the BeaT.  Over the past 2 years I have created my kind of music, and I hope you enjoy it too as it is my passion to create fun and exciting songs. Thank you for listening to my music. -Brock

I'm making a side scrolling beat em up game!  It's called Savior Performance and will be out in 2026.  Play the demo here:
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I never felt more alone than when I fell for him <3
Every songs about a boy <333

Welcome to Epic Hook's Official Soundcloud

 Epic Hook is a musical artist and DJ producer from England, blending diverse influences into pop music. They are known for incorporating elements of K-pop Rock  EDM, pop

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Echo's N MelanKholyia: A Sonic Odyssey of Fragmented Souls
In the shadowed corners of Goshen, Indiana, Echo's N MelanKholyia emerges as a groundbreaking experimental music project, a testament to the transformative power of art in the face of inner chaos. Founded in 2025 by the visionary artist Nexus Khimera—known also as Echos or Mothyii—this endeavor is an AI-assisted alchemical fusion of raw emotion and sonic innovation. At 38 years old, Khimera channels a lifetime of introspection, beginning from therapeutic explorations at age 15, into a tapestry of sound that defies categorization. The project's name, with its deliberate misspelling, evokes distorted echoes of melancholy—fragments of pain rebounding through an eternal void, mirroring the fragmented realities Khimera weaves into every composition.
Khimera serves as the sole architect of Echo's N MelanKholyia, handling vocals, lyrics, production, and visual aesthetics with a chameleon-like versatility. Drawing from a deeply personal narrative of psychological navigation, the music acts as a manifesto for survival, blending co-conscious identity shifts and emotional rebirth. The band's conceptual "members"—envisioned as alters in a dissociative system—include Helix as the resilient core, Alice as the protective guardian embodying transgender identity and safety, Odium as the unflinching confrontor of hate and vacuum, Five as the frozen residue of past emptiness, and Suicide Gene as the unnamed pull toward nothingness, symbolizing unyielding survival code. These personas "speak" through layered vocals, reversed whispers, and glitchy confessions, creating a dialogue that invites listeners to confront their own shadows without judgment.
Musically, Echo's N MelanKholyia is a hypnotic storm of genres: traumacore's dissonant catharsis meets industrial gothcore's mechanical fury, nu metal's rap-growl aggression, post-darkwave's ethereal haze, glitchcore's chaotic distortions, and voidcore's abyssal emptiness. The result is an immersive, addictive soundscape—binaural beats pulsing at 40Hz and 174Hz to tie in seduction and euphoria, 3D audio for psychotic despair, and unpolished production that bleeds raw intensity. Themes delve into mental health's labyrinth: dissociation's void, addiction's grip, damaging relationships' scars, and the triumph of self-reclamation. Khimera's artistry extends beyond audio to visual realms, with album artwork featuring charcoal sketches, gothic horror elements, and luciferian symbolism, all crafted to evoke a "junkie holocaust death march" of creepy, apocalyptic introspection.
Since its inception, Echo's N MelanKholyia has released a series of chapters that push artistic boundaries, available on platforms like Spotify, Amazon Music, SoundCloud, Apple Music, Tidal, Qobuz, and TikTok. The project's YouTube channel serves as a portal for official music videos, behind-the-scenes glimpses, and community engagement, fostering a space where fans can explore their own narratives through Khimera's lens. With collaborations leveraging AI for production and thematic depth, the band stands as a beacon for the disenchanted, proving that art can heal, empower, and transcend.
Subscribe to Echo's N MelanKholyia on YouTube for a journey into the melanKholyia—where echoes of the past forge omegas of the future. For inquiries or collaborations, connect via Facebook or X (@Mothyii13). All rights reserved © 2025 Echo's N MelanKholyia.

Just garageband, iphone mic, & 25 years of classical vocal training ~

Tracks are *not* available for unlicensed use.

I’m a songwriter first and last - not a performer. My focus is on the craft of the song itself, which is why my music has such a wide range. I don’t have one sound; I write for other voices and a vast variety of genres.

You won't find my face on a stage or my voice on a mic. My tracks aren't about building my own brand; they’re about creating a mood or a story that comes fully to life through the right singer.

New Era Type Shi

T.op
M.afia
G.oon 
.oK

P.rogess
L.ive
A.ppreciate
N.eutralize

Here to be real.

Instagram: tmgdotok
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Fort Wayne, IN (current location)

24 Years Old

With over 14 years of experience behind the boards, I go by the name NTENSEIFIED — a name that reflects the raw emotion, energy, and intensity I pour into every beat.

I'm a 50-year-old music producer who lives and breathes sound. Music isn’t just what I do – it’s who I am. Every track I make is a piece of my journey, inspired by real moments, deep thoughts, and a relentless passion for creating something that moves people.

From haunting melodies to hard-hitting drops, I build soundscapes that hit deep and stay with you. Whether you're here to vibe, reflect, or escape – you’re in the right place.

Thanks for listening and being part of the ride.
Hit follow and join me on this journey – the best is yet to come.

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