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Cindered Heart’s “Godflesh” (Unplugged) hollows the raw emotion of the original into a haunting acoustic ritual: dual guitars, cello, piano, violin, and haunting vocal harmonies burn through shadowed candlelight, mist, and sorrow—revealing the poetic bloodline of a soul reborn.

Lyrics 

Widowed breath, my hollow vow,
Held the blade, did ent know how.
Ghosts in the mirror, grief in the chest,
Life was a debt I laid to rest.
Whispers slithered as chapels cracked,
Veins went cold, my eyes turned black.
Pulse like prayer — then silence snapped.
A fang in the wrist, and I came back.
Funeral eyes with a war inside,
Woke in the dark where angels cried.
Chalice of ash, baptized in rot,
Soul got stripped but the flesh did not.

Crimson sermons carved in bone,
Life ain’t light — where blood moans.
Bled so long new stars took shape,
I walk with blood on my fangs and time — duct-taped.

This thirst is everything.

What breaks.
Becomes.
What bleeds.
What’s done.
I rose.
With a new name...
A Cindered Heart.
More rage than pain.

Veins full of venom and sermon of sin,
Lungs got stitched where the fire begins.
Hope went ghost on a funeral wind,
Ashes rise — now the burning begins.
Love turned lead when the angels fell,
Hymns from the crypt where the silence dwells.
Tongues got twisted in bloodstained spells,
Now I preach from the pit with a thirst I sell.

Holy? Hollow. Math was cursed.
Soul got split when the line reversed.
Begged for the void — got hunger first.
Now I drink the dusk 'til the heavens burst.

Name got carved where the flames still hiss,
I wear my deaths like apocalypse fits.
Graves don’t sleep — they whisper bliss,
Every pulse I take is a blade I kiss.

Choke on scripture, bleed that psalm,
Your gods wear masks — I snapped their calm.
You crowned me dead. That made me king.
Now every pulse is offering.

Cathedrals fall where I now tread,
I walk on glass — you bleed instead.
Every scream’s a choir fed
To the horror stitched inside my head.

Gold means nothing — pain’s divine.
You call it rage — I call it spine.
This ain’t revenge. This is design.
I am the stake you fucking left behind.

I died in truth — came back in sin.
Now thrones collapse where I begin.
No light. No grace. No aftershock.
Just hunger crowned in shattered clocks.

What breaks.
Becomes.
What bleeds.
What’s done.




I rose.
With a new name.
A Cindered Heart.
More rage than pain.

"All rights to this track, including but not limited to composition, lyrics, and production, are owned by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this track in any form (including remixing or licensing without permission) is prohibited. For licensing inquiries or collaborations, please contact cinderedheartpromo@gmail.com All rights reserved 2024-2025"

GodFlesh - Unplugged

The unplugged version of Blood In My Ledger strips the fury down to flesh and bone—haunted acoustics, gospel echoes, and confessions carved in dusk. Cindered Heart delivers raw vampiric truth, turning scars into rhythm and silence into law. Undead never sounded this alive.

Lyrics

I was down to my last breath
Said goodbye in my own head
Gun cold in my palm, mouth dry from the psalms
Then she came from the edge of the dread
And I bled
Now… heh… I'm undead

Used to walk through the rain with a rage in my chest
Pain was a blade, now it stay in my vest
Stained every name that I gave when I pressed
Now I prey with the fangs, I don’t beg for the rest
Back then, I was broke, now I’m cold with a code
Lost soul, but I roll with a cloak in the mold
Taught wrong, but I learned how to fold what they sold
Now I hold every death like a debt I still owe

I was ready for the rope
Ready for the ledge
Ready for the end
Then she bled on my pledge
Whispered in Latin with venom and flame
Said, “You don’t die here. You change the game.”

Ahhhhhh

They said I was finished, a ghost in the mirror
Now I’m sipping on dusk with the devil as dinner
I buried my name, then I rose through the dirt
Put my past in a verse and my guilt in a hearse
Every sin on my skin now a mark of the clan
Vamp heart pumpin’ with the Glock in my hand
From the bottom, I bled it—no faith, no favor
But the streets call me class and the fangs call me savior

Blood in my ledger, soul in the flame
Came from the gutter, now ghostin’ the game
Countin’ the scars, can’t pronounce all the pain
But I rhyme like a reaper with a crown and a chain
Dark with the drip, I maneuver with might
Was a shadow, now sharper than rumors at night
No savior, no son, just a sentence with bite
Now I rap like revenge in a suit that’s tight

Yeah, I lost it all—but I made it mean
Now I chop through the bars like a guillotine
They preach love, but I preach law
And I bite every beat with a loaded jaw

You think you’ve fallen too far?
Try waking up undead
Try hearing your own heartbeat
From someone else’s chest instead

Taught by the night, Death was murder in heels
Had class in the trap, made the burden appeal
She said “Power’s a pact, not a sermon you kneel”
Now I stack with the tact of a serpent with steel

Fast forward, I'm calm in the chaos
Graves in my wake, but I’m made for the lay up
Glass in my gut from the paths that I paid off
But I talk in the code that the angels stay off

Used to dream of peace—nah, dream got taxed
Now I build on the bones that the silence cracks
With a click in my throat and a flash in my step
I don’t need respect—who does when there’s nothin left

Lost it all in a wrecked apartment
Bottle of meds and a loaded compartment
Mirror cracked from the hand I slammed
Blood on the wall like a vamp in Garland

Heart on halt, brain on static
Fate got flipped in a page that’s manic
Came through fangs with a name so tragic
Taught me slang, like a joker in traffic

Now I’m back with a blueprint—barbaric
Fangs in the game like the tooth been cleric
Truth been buried
Mood been peril
Blood in my ledger I baptize beats in a booth that’s feral

I was down to my last breath
No prayers left, just silence and death
Gun cold in my palm, no tears left to shed
Mouth dry from the psalms I forgot I had read

She came from the edge of the dread
Red lips, black veil, no words were said
Touched my chest like a cross gone dead
Then smiled... and fed

I bled
And I ain't been me since

"All rights to this track, including but not limited to composition, lyrics, and production, are owned by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this track in any form (including remixing or licensing without permission) is prohibited. For licensing inquiries or collaborations, please contact cinderedheartpromo@gmail.com All rights reserved 2024-2025"

Blood In My Ledger - Unplugged

Concrete Jungle (Unplugged) strips the city to bone and ember. Acoustic shadows, gospel hums, and whispered rage retell the story of blood, hunger, and nightfall in a haunted metropolis. Cindered Heart reclaims the streets—one chilling breath at a time.

Lyrics

I’m a creature of the night  
I don’t need no light  
Shadows in the alley  
I’m the one they fear in sight  
Teeth sharp like the blade of a knife  
Catch me in the city where the air’s thick with strife  

Me and my Lover, we feast in the gutter  
Hunger never sleeps, yeah, we breakin’ the structure  
Skyscrapers like tombstones  
Watch the night, it can puncture  
Blood stains the pavement  
I'm not just a sucker  

Blood in the streets  
Pulse in the heat  
Clocks still red  
Watch the hour repeat  

Vampires in the city  
Feast on defeat  
We feast on the fear  
Yeah, we never retreat  

I ain’t playin’ with these mortals  
They don’t stand a chance  
Cold hands grippin’ necks  
Got ‘em lost in the trance  
Elevator eyes, can’t escape this dance  

Watch the clock tick tock—slow death  
Red like the blood  
I just took with each breath  
Streetlights flicker  
We the ones that they dread  
Heartbeats racing  
But you better be dead  

Clocks still red  
But time’s dead  
Cindered Heart the nightmare in your head  
They run, they hide  
But we fed  
The city’s ours  
You’ve been fucking misled  

Blood in the streets  
Pulse in the heat  
Clocks still red  
Watch the hour repeat  

Vampires in the city  
Feast on defeat  
We feast on the fear  
Yeah, we never retreat  

We don’t fear nothin’  
No not even sunlight  
Vampires in the zone  
We own the night  
Tears in the sky  
But we’re outta sight  
Feast on the weak  
Then we vanish in flight  
Pray we don't find you tonight  

Dark alleys, no sound  
You'll never be found  
We hunt in silence  
But the blood’s always loud  
City’s a playground  
Your life is a vow  
Sign in blood  
Or you'll be lost in the crowd  

Blood in the streets  
Pulse in the heat  
Clocks still red  
Watch the hour repeat  

Vampires in the city  
Feast on defeat  
We feast on the tears  
Yeah, we never retreat  

Blood… blood in the streets…  
Clocks still red… time won’t repeat…  
Feast on the fear… yeah…  
Feast on the fear

"All rights to this track, including but not limited to composition, lyrics, and production, are owned by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this track in any form (including remixing or licensing without permission) is prohibited. For licensing inquiries or collaborations, please contact cinderedheartpromo@gmail.com All rights reserved 2024-2025"

Concrete Jungle - Unplugged

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Lyrics:
Yeah
Sometimes you gotta stay away
From everything that brings you pain
And sometimes I swear you gonna feel the rain
Feel more like hail when it hits your brain
But believe me when I say it’s all okay and its all gon fade
Don’t need me when I’m down but when I’m up they like oh hey look wait
Remember when they wouldn’t play a single song of mine
Damn look at the time

Cause now things are looking better but my past long
All the times I fucked up and I did wrong
Will god forgive me does he like songs
From a broken man who’s tryna find out where he belongs

Yeah I tried to express myself a million times but I can’t cause
There’s something bout the way that it feels when I take a chance I
Miss you girl yeah I miss you bad that’s just facts
But the fact of the matter is now I’m way more concerned with the racks
Cause love come and go mostly lust if I’m honest with that
There’s truth in these lies seeing all these lies always seem to grasp
Every ounce of my spirit want to know how I can dance
In unison with what I am and who made me the way that I am

I could replay
Every single moment we spent on the freeway
Every time I need a breather or some leeway
Way this weight upon my chest is killing me babe
Know this life can't be easy
Can you forgive me, if I'm too silent
I cannot speak, with all on my mind and
I wanna die, I know that it's cliche
It's how I feel though, wasting your time

When you wanna listen, but I go mute
The matter of fact is heavy but true
Don't know who I am, I'm dead to my youth
I hope it gets better, not in the mood

Cause now things are looking better but my past long
All the times I fucked up and I did wrong
Will god forgive me does he like songs
From a broken man who’s tryna find out where he belongs

Yeah I tried to express myself a million times but I can’t cause
There’s something bout the way that it feels when I take a chance I
Miss you girl yeah I miss you bad that’s just facts
But the fact of the matter is now I’m way more concerned with the racks
Cause love come and go mostly lust if I’m honest with that
There’s truth in these lies seeing all these lies always seem to grasp
Every ounce of my spirit want to know how I can dance
In unison with what I am and who made me the way that I am

who made me (feat. HKFiftyOne)

hey, i’m vinterra. i make music, beats, and live the chillest life. all vibes, no presets.

never enough [beat]

“The River (Addiction) Survives” is a haunting tale told from inside addiction itself — where the house is the body and the river is the drug that never stops flowing.

Recorded raw and stripped down, with only handclaps and an acoustic guitar, this song exposes the quiet truth of relapse, hope, and survival. The first voice confesses; the choir echoes like a ghost — maybe friends, maybe his own conscience.

Every lyric bleeds honesty. Every silence carries weight.
This isn’t recovery yet — it’s the sound of not drowning.

“Maybe the house is dying… but the river — the river will always survive.”

#DJOracle
#TheRiverSurvives

A Wall Of Light

The River (Addiction) Survives

I made this the same day I found out my girl was cheating. I broke up with her and recorded this right after. It’s just acoustic guitar + mepouring out my emotions. This is what it sounded like in the moment. xxxtentacion type emotion / Juice WRLD melodic energy. 

GET OUT MY MIND

“Looking in your eyes for two seconds gives me power that lasts two months.
I don’t know what to call it, can’t describe it.
Is it the word that starts with ‘L’?” 

Mandarin rap answers in rhythm:
“你的身影时刻在我心中… 这份爱像旋律，永远不会消散。” 

Every road you've walked pulls my heart along.

An emotional, heartfelt bilingual confession I never found the courage to say.
So the music will say it for me—to you.

Lyrics: Thuy Deng © 2025 
Music: AI collaboration, fully licensed 

Stream | Save | Let it speak 
#AnalogHeartbeat #UnsentConfession #MandarinRap #SecretCrush #LofiLove

Analog Heartbeat

❤️‍🔥 Cindered Heart ❤️‍🔥
The Architect of VampTrap and Rockstep ! A brutal fusion of industrial bass, cinematic metal, and lyrical fire built for a world that still thinks genres have borders. This is the sound of rebellion sharpened into a dagger that will pick your bones clean by morning . 
CH is dark post-rap industrial rock and dubstep hybrid project forged with layered production, generated samples, synths, guitars and drum machines wielded as ritual weaponry.

Cindered Heart is insurgent music first ! bass-heavy, lyrically masterminded and raw to the bone. Fused with metal’s bite and activist venom. Every track is a call-to-arms against complacency, a cinematic rebellion for those who feel the rot and burn to erase it.

Emerging from a decade in shadow, Cindered Heart returns not as a solo act but as a rising coven of creators, collaborators, and conspirators. Together, they give blood to new genres like VampTrap and RockStep,  alongside brutal collision, showcasing many sides, and many different styles of music like dubstep, rock, metal and darkwave, with experimental offshoots in folk and reggae. This is not music made for market trends. It’s an audio doctrine where no church is sacred, no system safe, and no silence unscarred by rhythm.

                    At the center stands a one-man legion 

                                         — Lesstatt — 

overseeing songwriting, vocals, production, sound design, visual direction, and mixing/mastering/rendering. Through a blend of DAW's, hardware synths, drum machines, electric guitars, samplers, and generated sound layers, each track is summoned in a single uninterrupted ritual where melody bleeds into meaning and distortion becomes declaration.

But this vision no longer stands alone. The world of Cindered Heart now expands through a handpicked circle of featured vocalists, visual architects, sound sculptors, and creative allies — each amplifying the message without ever muting its power.

With over 60 releases across SoundCloud and global streaming platforms — surpassing 70K plays, 1.8K likes, 921 comments, and 750 reposts — plus international coverage including radio play, interviews, and published features in six countries, Cindered Heart isn’t chasing popularity. It’s spreading contagion.

This isn’t a trend.
It’s rebellion carved in waveform, pain, and blood.

These tracks don’t play.
They summon.

Intros unfold like rituals.
Whispers cut like venom.
Breakdowns crumble like temples.
And every lyric doesn’t just rhyme — it reigns.

From Clock Stays Red to Psychopaths, each release expands a mythos of vampiric power, divine corruption, systemic decay, and emotional survival. Cindered Heart doesn’t seek validation. It corrupts gods, bends truth into beat patterns, and drapes beauty in barbed wire.

You don’t follow Cindered Heart to feel good.
You follow to remember what pain sounds like when it’s finally free.

⚖️ Disclaimer

The music, lyrics, and creative works featured by Cindered Heart are fictional and intended solely as artistic expression — a mixture of satire, storytelling, and stylized performance.

The artists do not condone or promote any actions or ideologies depicted within the art. Listener discretion is advised.

Socials, curated playlists, and online store links with songs, meach, and remixes is all coming soon !

All compositions, lyrics, productions, and artwork are owned exclusively by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, remixing, or licensing without written permission is prohibited.

📩 For licensing, collaborations, or press inquiries:
cinderedheartpromo@gmail.com

All rights reserved © Cindered Heart 2024–2025

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Across A Lake X Blaine Eagle X Demon Slayers

Bienvenue. En ce lieu, j’expérimente librement.

Enjoy ♡

DJ Oracle | Multi-Genre Music Producer, Songwriter & Festival DJ

If you hear it, I wrote it

My Focus:
Industry says: “Focus on one genre to build a fanbase.”
I say: “I’ll master them all.”

My writing isn't meant to be confined to one playlist category. Every moment is a mood, every lyric is a poem, and every song tells a story. I refuse to limit myself. Writing music across genres isn’t just a skill—it’s my passion. I have no desire to change who I am to meet industry expectations.

Genre = Mood
Lyrics = Poems
Music = Story

Where Am I Today?
I can write in any genre, any language, and on any topic. I have access to any instrument and can create with any vocal style—male or female. But at my core, I am a writer, not an entertainer.
I feel timid stepping in front of a microphone—exposing myself vocally is still a challenge. There are skills to master and fears to overcome before I record my own voice or perform live. But I am comfortable behind the DJ decks.

Where Am I Going?
As I navigate my place in the music industry, my goal is to split my music into three primary genres and sign with labels that align with each sound:

EDM – #SpinninRecords, #Monstercat, #UltraRecords
South Florida Country Pop – #BigMachineRecords, #CurbRecords
Everything Else – TBD

Next Steps for Me:
✔ Write daily and publish new music weekly
✔ Finish EDM albums: #IWantToDestroyYou and #AlicesSonicJourney
✔ Intern with an established DJ – @PhilHarrisMusic
✔ Start publishing behind-the-scenes content
✔ License a song or album to a record label or collaborate with an artist to expose my music and make money

I know social media is necessary, but it’s far outside my comfort zone. Sharing the creative process, the "sauce" behind the songs, feels vulnerable. But I also know that if I want my music to be heard, I need to open that door—even if it’s uncomfortable.

This is my journey. Let’s see where it leads.

#DJOracle #MusicWithoutLimits #MultiGenreProducer #Songwriter #FestivalDJ #EDM #CountryPop #MusicStorytelling

hey, i’m v i n t e r r a. 
i make music, beats, and live the chillest life.
27 y.o. // guitars, pianos & nature.
lo-fi beats, ambient textures, real guitars & raw vocals. all vibes, no presets.

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