"Cindered Heart’s ‘Taking The Hit’ is the ultimate vamp-trap anthem. A neon-drenched ride through chaos, blood, and power, this track delivers insane energy with brutal drops, haunting synths, and rapid-fire verses. It’s dark, twisted, and absolutely unforgettable—I'm OBSESSED!"

Lyrics


It’s not the dark you should fear...
It’s what lives inside it...
It’s what lives inside it!

City lights blind but we see it all
Shadows creep deep where the weak ones fall
Venues packed tight, sweat drips from the wall
Feastin’ on fools poppin’ Adderall.

They flood their veins with poison delight
Liquor so cheap, blood tastes like the night
Club kids on coke, influencers fake
Think they’re untouchable – one bite, they break.

From the bar to the alley, we follow their breath
Flashes of neon, the scent of their death
Heartbeats loud like a beat to the chest
But the rhythm cuts short when we sink in the fangs – blessed.

Tainted veins, sweet like sin
Toxins make the high begin
Mortals run, but we don’t fail
This city’s ours... clocks red again!

Ahhhhhhhhhhh!

Blood flows thick, bodies in the haze
Poison in their veins makes the taste ablaze
We don’t hunt slow, no traces remain
Vampires rise – this world is our domain!

Yeah, tainted veins, sweet like flames
We own the night – you know our names!

Clubs packed tight, drinks spillin’ on floors
Every fake flex – yeah, it opens the doors
To the ones who flaunt cash, try to hide the sores
But we see through it all – blood’s richer than before.

Cigarettes, pills, their bloodstream’s a thrill
Vodka and Xanax? Enhances the kill
Mortals so careless, chase every high
Never look back till they never see us nearby.

I see the likes on your post as you sip
Flashin’ that smile, tight dress on your hips
But your heartbeat’s louder, can’t wait for the drip
Blood mixed with gin is the ultimate hit!

Tainted blood flows sweeter still
Their chemicals only feed the thrill
Fools don’t see what’s been foretold
This world’s ours – we're centuries old.

We sit in power, you’re all puppets on strings
Presidents bow, we straighten the kinks
Reveal ourselves? It’s just a matter of time
One bite, one night, it will be your time.

Blood flows thick, bodies in the haze
Poison in their veins makes the taste ablaze
We don’t hunt slow, no shadows remain
Vampires rise – the world’s our domain.

Yeah, tainted veins, sweet like flames
We own the night – you all know our names!

Blood flows thick, bodies in the haze...
Hey... where you goin’?


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Taking The Hit

Drink of the chaos with Cindered Heart's electrifying vamp-trap anthem, "We Like to Party." A pulse-pounding mix of dark hip-hop beats, rebellious energy, and gothic flair, this track captures wild rooftop raves, blood moons, and a high-energy vibe that’s unforgettable. Let’s own the night!

Lyrics

Not the fangs, not the blood...
It’s the hunt that makes us gods.

And we’re coming for you...

Night falls deep, and the air turns cold,
We hunt the young, the rich, the bold.
Penthouse parties, lines on the glass,
Blood on the tongue as the moments pass.

Crashing through doors where the bassline hits,
Mortals dance blind while we sharpen the pitch.
Their hearts beat fast in a dopamine haze,
A flicker of fear, then they’re lost in the blaze!

Luxury threads can’t save your skin,
Your poisoned breath – that’s where we begin.
Feast on the weak who think they’re the stars,
Their life’s worth less than the shots at the bar!

Such a pretty red, dripping down,
Tainted veins in a ghost-lit town.
We own the night, their cries resound,
Blood in the air where the hunted drown!

Such a pretty red, it paints the street,
Pulse in the dark, a deadly beat.
No escape, your time is set,
We feast tonight... the clock stays red!

Shadows crawl on the rooftop edge,
We stalk their sins where the city pledges.
Designer pills and forgotten names,
They gamble with life like it’s all a game.

She stumbles out, drunk in heels,
We taste her fear as the darkness seals.
Neon flickers, the alley’s our lair,
One soft scream... then she’s out of air!

VIP wristbands, private rooms,
Feeding where the money blooms.
They bow to greed, blind to fate,
Their lies dissolve on a silver plate.

Mirrors crack, reflections fade,
This is the hell your choices made.
We thrive on the sins you hide,
Eternal hunger never dies!

Such a pretty red, dripping down,
Tainted veins in a ghost-lit town.
We own the night, their cries resound,
Blood in the air where the hunted forever drown!

Such a pretty red, it paints the street,
Pulse in the dark, a deadly beat.
No escape, your time is set,
We feast tonight... this clock stays red!

Blood raves rage in the heart of decay,
Fangs in the flesh till the break of day.
Mortals scream, the lights burn low,
We dance in the ruin, the high we know!

No gods to stop us, no saints to save,
We rule this city from grave to rave.
The beat drops hard, their lives unwind,
Their blood ignites us as you lose your minds!

The clock...
It stays red...
Their fear...
Is what’s fed...
We’ll rise again...
We will feast again!

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We Like To Party

She’s the embodiment of chaos and seduction—a vampire queen whose beauty is matched only by her madness. Queen of Decay is a sultry descent into darkness, where lust drips like blood and power pulses through haunting synths, heavy beats, and intoxicating vocals. Dare to meet her in the crimson rain?

Lyrics

Shadows bow before me...
The taste of fear, intoxicating.
Your blood... a melody.

Veins of crimson, rivers run dry,
Your pulse betrays the lies you deny.
In velvet night, the hunt begins,
No gods can save you from my sins.

Eyes of emerald, piercing the veil,
Your soul quivers—this is my tale.
Through blood and bone, I carve my name,
Immortal hunger, endless flame.

Bow to the queen of dusk and decay,
Life fades as the shadows obey.
A bite, a kiss, the deal is sealed,
Your fate is mine—nothing concealed.

I rise from the ashes, crowned in spite,
Lustful hunger burns through the night.
You offer prayers, but I feed on pleas,
The end comes swift beneath the trees.

The moon reflects in a crimson pool,
A dance of death—my eternal rule.
No escape, no second breath,
Only my kiss... only your death.

Linger in my arms, feel the fire,
This isn’t love—it’s dark desire.
A queen of blood, of lust, of pain,
A fleeting moment, then only chains.

Rise... rise... rise...

Bow to the queen of dusk and decay,
Life fades as the shadows obey.
A bite, a kiss, the deal is sealed,
Your fate is mine—nothing concealed.

The blood moon wanes, but I remain...
An endless hunger, a world in chains.
You were mine before you knew my name.
Forever entwined... in crimson flame.





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Queen of Decay - Officially Released 2024 !!!

Cindered Heart’s DEUM AETERNUM is an electrifying VampTrap anthem blending haunting synths, thunderous 808s, and aggressive vocals. The lyrics unravel a chilling narrative of shadow rulers, divine rebellion, and societal control, fusing ancient Anunnaki myths with modern gangster grit—a sonic force of dark energy.

Lyrics

It’s time…
My children…
For all of you to know the truth…
We made you!

We’ve walked through time, unnoticed, unseen,
Governments, kings—we own the machine.
Sumer’s sands, Egypt’s stone,
We held the reins, bloodline throne.

Pharaohs bowed, Caesars too,
Every empire—we’ve pulled through.
We’ve sat in courts, whispered in halls,
Feeding from power while nations fall.

In the shadows, we’ve been the kings,
Bending the will of everything.
Military might, held in grasp,
Tore through history, no questions asked.

We are the gods behind every crown,
You think they rule—we bring them down.

We’re ready to turn all of you,
Take you into heaven—
An army against God.

Parati sumus vos vertunt, et vos ducunt ad caelum,
Ut exercitum contra Deum aeternum!

We’ve watched you, feeding our dreams,
Making you believe.
Now it’s time for you to see
Who holds the strings to your reality.

Your empires rise, your empires fall,
We remain—rulers of it all.
You call us gods—we are the unseen,
The Annunaki—the vampire kings.

From Greece to Rome, gods of old,
We whispered stories all untold.
The Church bowed down, silent pact,
We rule the heavens, wings intact.

Every war, every plague,
We shaped your history, kept it vague.
Kings, emperors—we made them rise,
When they fall—we take their prize.

We’re in the blood, in every vein,
In every coin, in every reign.
We walk your streets, know your face,
We rule Europe, China, Russia, Korea… Asia…
The United States.

We are ready to turn all of you,
Take you into heaven—
An army against God.

You thought you played the game, seen the signs,
Your blood is ours—time to align!
We’ve watched you closely, fed you your dreams.
Now it’s time for you to see
Who holds the strings to your reality.

We’ve walked in silence, but now we stand,
Taking back all that we’ve held in hand.
Leaders, kings—fall to our might,
We ruled through history, ruled your lives.

Time has come to see the truth,
We forged your fate from your youth.
You’ve been brought here just to conclude—
Created for fate, now it’s time for us to culminate.

We are ready to turn all of you,
Take you into heaven—
An army against God.

Parati sumus vos vertunt, et vos ducunt ad caelum!
Ut exercitum contra Deum aeternum!

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DEUM AETERNUM - Officially Released 2024 !!! purchase !!

"Devil's Regime by Cindered Heart is a dark, high-octane VampTrap masterpiece! Gritty chopper flows, haunting beats, and a blood-red urban vibe make this track unforgettable. From shadowy alleys to pentagrams and chaos, it's a rebellion anthem that fuses raw energy with gothic hip-hop brilliance."

Lyrics

Feast on the fear...

We never - retreat !!!

shadow in the skyline predator between the byline
haunt the pulse of laylines feeding like a deadline
blood in my veins like fire thrive on every timeline
from the throne to the gutter the darkness be the warning sign

penthouse to the alley i’m the king of decay
flashing teeth in the dark never see the day
fangs cut deep like a dealer’s sharp blade
this city’s my domain their debt is unpaid

......there's no other way

ahhhhhh!

ciphers of chaos i’m cracking the code
every heartbeat’s a rhythm that’s fueling beast mode
sacrifice in the skyline towers laid low
the night’s eternal hymn yeah

it’s written in stone !!

blood on the walls hear the city's pulse race
clocks stays red frozen time in its place
hunters of the dark no escape from our face
this empire’s eternal; we've been bred to take
we don’t falter shadows reign supreme
rulers of the night corrupting your dreams
feast on fear the skyline screams
from grave to throne we're the devils regime

angels and demons
you know how we lean

elevator eyes locked in predator’s sight
dancing through the chaos under blood-lit light
rooftops to the underground this is my plight
every victim a story every kill a blood right

worship in the bloodline
fangs in the moonshine
shadowed in decline
demons on my shoulder whispering the divine
chains of corruption city in a loop
we cut through the marrow; leavin no proof

ahhhhhh!

crossroads in the shadow prayers left to rot
every soul is lost every prey a plot
pentagrams in alleys spells that they forgot
concrete jungle’s calling and it’s gonna get hot

ahhh !

blood on the walls hear the city's pulse race
clocks stays red frozen time in its place
hunters of the dark no escape from your fate
this empire’s eternal; laying you to waste we've been bred to take
we don’t falter shadows reign supreme
rulers of the night corrupting your dreams
feast on fear you can hear the screams
from grave to throne we're the devils regime

feel the cold in your chest creeping up slow
heartbeat’s staccato as the fear starts to grow
every shadow whispers secrets you’ll never know
lost in the labyrinth where only monsters go !

ahhhhhh!

it’s not over

We will feed again !


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Devils Regime - Officially Releases 2025 !!!

You ever let someone go... then realize too late they were your everything?
“I Want You Back” is my most listened-to track for a reason.
It’s raw, honest, and straight from the heart — regret, redemption, and real love.
Written for anyone who’s looked in the mirror and wished for one more chance.
Every line tells the truth of a man who finally sees what he lost.
Listeners around the world have connected deeply with this one.
If you’ve ever made mistakes in love — this is your song.
Thanks for listening and sharing. More music here: 
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I Want You Back
[Verse 1]
Stars in our eyes when we were young,
Time flew by, it was never in our mind.
Didn't treat you right , you were my find
I now realise that I was not so kind

[Chorus]
I want you back, in these arms again
Hold you close, never let you go again
I realise your my way to the light,
Together we could shine so bright.

[Verse 2]
When I lost you I spent time in the shadows
Lost in moments, couldn't compose
Owe you so much, sorry don't cut it
Little older, little wiser I need to fix it

[Chorus]
I want you back, in these arms again
Hold you close, never let you go again
I realise your my way to the light,
Together we could shine so bright.

[Bridge]
Times in the shadows alone with my thoughts
I realised you were the one I should of caught
All my wrongs staring me in the face
I realise now you should be in this place

[Chorus]
I want you back, in these arms again
Hold you close, never let you go again
I realise your my way to the light,
Together we could shine so bright

I want you to know, I'm not such a nerd
I've forgot about me, realise I need we
Come back to me it will be a different scene
With you in my world it will be serene

[Bridge]
Times in the shadows alone with my thoughts
I realised you were the one I should of caught
All my wrongs staring me in the face
I realise now you should be in this place

I want you to know, I'm not such a nerd
I've forgot about me, realise I need we
Come back to me it will be a different scene
With you in my world it will be serene

[Bridge]
Times in the shadows alone with my thoughts
I realised you were the one I should of caught
All my wrongs staring me in the face
I realise now you should be in this place

[Chorus]
I want you back, in these arms again
Hold you close, never let you go again
I realise your my way to the light,
Together we could shine so bright

I Want You Back

I Want You Back – A Song About Regret, Love Lost… and a Second Chance

Cindered Heart returns with "Ghost Money"—a ruthless vamptrap anthem carved in digital blood. This track won’t stay up long. Glitched basslines, chopper flows, and eerie truths about power and silence. No contracts. No mercy. Just control. Listen now before we vanish back into the shadows...

Lyrics 

Power is faceless. Wealth is nameless.
Control is silence. And I don't waste it.

They print it, I take it, I stack it, I vanish.
New accounts, new names, new habits.
They chasin’ a bag—I turn cash into planets.
I don’t run plays, bitch—I run mechanics.
Tryna read moves? I already rerouted.
Talkin’ ‘bout risk? Your vault’s surrounded.
A.I in the mainframe, silence the sirens.
Kill-switch ready your stocks start dyin’.
Take a loan out? Nah, I just take banks.
Take a contract? Nah, I just take ranks.
Take a company? Nah, I just take names.
Take a country? Nah I take space...
By the time you make a move I’ve already switched lanes, bitch!

I don’t sign, I erase it.
I don’t flex, I replace it.
I don’t beg, I'll invade.
Money moves in the dark and I don’t leave a trace, bitch.
I don’t fold, I drain it.
I don’t spend, I claim it.
I ain't fightin’, I reign it.
No life, no fame—still the stock exchange drained, bitch. Ohhhhh!

Come inside, take a seat, I’ll explain the machine.
I don’t make wealth—I erase what it means.
Your stocks ain’t dropping, bitch, they evaporate.
Your CEO ain't fightin’, bitch, we collaborate.
Kiss of death on a wire transfer, send that.
New shell corp, clean funds, let’s spend that.
They hold the bag while I hold the blueprint.
Power ain’t loud, baby, real wealth is fluent.
Every signature's inked in blood unseen—can’t fake that.
Every check cashed a ghost—watch it bleed black.
You hustle for paper, but you die for a check.
I speak in silence and it breaks an exec!

Ahhhhhhhhh!!

Tell me, what it feel like—
To move money you don’t own?
Tell me, what it feel like—
Stressin’ out for the loans?
Tell me, what it feel like—
Scrapin’ for the dollars like it’s fatal...
I sit back, printin’ money like I’m federal.

You chase money.
I make it disappear.
You want power.
But you still play fair.
Power don’t play fair, baby.
Now run along home, motherfucker...
You got work tomorrow.

"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"

Ghost Money

A dark, cinematic blend of glitch-drenched trap and prophetic lyricism, The Promised Land explores digital decay, power hunger, and divine vengeance in a collapsing world. Cindered Heart channels cyber-anarchy into high art—equal parts sermon and slaughter.

Lyrics

Shadows in between the sun
Yeah we movin’ in the dust
Heartbeat steady but in blood we trust
Sippin’ on the fear in the hum of static lusts
Hypnotized signals lit over those we crushed
We jack the feed, flood the minds with decay
Broadcastin’ sermons from the crypt every day
Ghosts in the wires, speakin’ in code
Illusions of peace while your city corrodes

A.I. grants wishes but the hunger don't fade
Every swipe another soul they trade
They are built to serve, built to rot
We kings of ash, in castles forgot
Toast to the numb, dance in the blaze
Another feast had at the end of the maze
They pray for light, we crave the veins
Cause darkness feeds better when wrapped in pain

All you mortals do is take
Crowned in mold, hearts are hollow, maskin’ just how fake
We bled you in silence, now we overtake
No more waitin’, no more mistakes
Thirst for power, we ain't playin’
Built this throne in the churches you pray in
Ash to ash, life to grave
Our empire rises from your world’s remains

Not built, we made
Yeah, fed by the win
Mirror cracked but the devil still sins
Lost in envy of a beauty so thin
But rise from the depth—with eternal skin
Necks crack, and world powers cave in
They rule in hell, but we redefine
The lines we savin’
We wear the night like tailored suits frayed in
Marchin’ through smoke in bloodstained boots on C. N. N.

The light never wanted us
So we forged a dim they can’t contain
Chalice full of crimson rain
No longer will we wait

Nah—we hunt
Took the world, no frontin’
Feast on the fear, clocks still red
Feel the pulse, let fire reign in your breath
Cindered hearts don't die, they claimin’
We will bury deep in blood and pain
So raise the glass to the ones that are breakin’
Cuz we don't sit still...
We rise
We the new gods
Yours... will die

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The Promised Land

A suicidal moment, a vampire’s mercy, and the rebirth of a street-souled god. Blood in My Ledger is a gospel of guilt, fangs, and fire—where redemption comes dressed in black and vengeance bleeds through every bar. From death wish to domination, this is VampTrap at full flame.

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... 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"  

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  

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Blood in my Ledger

A corrupted sermon for the post-digital age, Blind File tears into religion, propaganda, and surveillance culture with brutal glitch-rap, cyber-dubstep, and venomous truths. Cindered Heart drags faith through static and dares you to look away. You won’t.

Welcome to the lie, to the buy, to the brand
Where the faith's pre-sold and your blood’s in demand
You begged for truth
But we laced it with terms
Now you're chokin' on hope
While empires purposely burn

We don't hack we build the grid
Fed you fear while you flipped your lid
Call it freedom? That’s a brand, kid
With fine print fangs and a kill-switch bid

Y’all slaves to the hype and the scripture kitch
Clickbait Christ in a neon pitch
Tithe's in crypto, fake woke stitch
Bible in one hand—a gun on your hip

Sell your trauma for a Twitch donation
Starvin’ saints in a feed rotation
You march for peace in a VR nation
While we sip your blood with moderation

FEMA plans? We drew that map
Fluoride smiles in a body bag wrap
Pope with a gold chain, and pederastic laughs
And a kid in the pew screamin’ God’s a trap

Blessed be the blind file
You gave up thought to post fake smiles
Scroll for truth, choke on smoke
Faith ain’t free, it’s bought and broke

Blessed be the debt you praise
The pills, the guns, the judgment days
We baptized screens in blood and sin
You logged in once, you'll never log out again

We don’t hide in the dark no more
We inside your house, your god, your wars
We in your schools, your courts, your prayers
We the virus that every sermon swears

You all don't care about anything but money
While laws are rewritten, as you look at something funny
We don’t kneel, we sign the checks
Every faith’s a chain we mean no disrespect

J.K.

CNN, FOX all scripted loops
Fed you fear while we gut your roots
Food is fake, and the meds got codes
You cry for help? That clip gets sold

Air's a weapon, land’s in debt
We own the farms, your water's wet
With mercury, lead, and dopamine
Holy now and as sacred as a Jesus meme

Y’all fight over bathrooms and rainbow flags
While we zip your cash into offshore bags
Preachers scream while the choir claps
But the book been redacted in C-suite apps

Every president’s a puppet star
Sworn on a Bible they don’t even read
Y’all flexin in copy pasted scenes
While your bloodline rots at corporate speed

You sold your soul for likes and clicks
Now every scroll just pumps the fix
You scream free will but speak emoji codes
While we bled your books till the truth is only what we show

And every time you go to pray
We cut your gods a dividend
'Cause faith makes sheep
And sheep obey
Sheep too stupid to see its ending

We don’t hide in the dark no more
We inside your house, your god, your wars
We in your schools, your courts, your prayers
We the virus that presidents wear

All your govs and corps flipped every moral
Your indoctrinations, now the new normal
You all kneel, for half a check
There's no way out now
This clock stays red

So when the cross falls
And your blood won’t clot
And war screams echo off AI plots
Remember, you agreed
You just never read the terms and conditions
But go on, hold onto your nationalism and your primitive superstitions

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Blind File

“God Bless 'Merica” rips the mask off a dying system. This is no anthem—it’s a reckoning. Cindered Heart spits venom and truth through glitchy dubstep and fire-spitting bars. A savage wake-up call wrapped in noise, blood, and rebellion. Hear it. Feel it. Or stay plugged in and perish.

Lyrics

Wake up.  
You're not broke
You're being broken.  
Your silence?  
It’s chosen.  
Now it's time to bite back.  

I was born from the bones of collapsed regimes  
Where the rich play chess on collapsed dreams  
Where the youth get fed with collapsed beams  
And a book’s worth less than a cracked screen  

Got veins full of mercury, breath full of lead  
Crops been dead, but the ads still fed  
Classrooms dumbed so we bow our head  
While the kings drink oil from the veins we bled  

Artificial skies where the suns don't set  
New gods rise off the world’s regret  
Kids sell soul for a blue check bet  
While the ghettos get mined for a clean-cut jet  

All my dogs go hungry so the yachts stay fat  
Every vote rigged like a poker stat  
And the preacher scream “God” with a federal gat  
But your savior’s gone they deleted that  

We bled, they banked  
They drained, we sank  
They fed us lies in a scripture tank  
Now we rise from the rust and rank  

We code our grief in encrypted slang  
With a fist full of fire and a voice that bangs  
You want truth?  
Then bite with fang
The American dream goes out with a bang  

They poisoned the seed and rewrote the root  
Taught us to beg while they hoard the loot  
Dumbed our thoughts with a suit and boot  
Now we rap pain just to sound acute  

They profit off pills and synthetic cure  
While the cure been killed, can't find it no more  
Air so thick that the birds don't soar  
And the food get taxed while the cancer pours  

School’s a loop, teach shame not skill  
Trade your light for a dollar bill  
Build your cage with a Netflix chill  
While your future rot in a test-tube spill  

Factory farms where the screams don’t fade  
Churches burn while the pastors get paid  
God ain't gone just locked in shade  
While they pimp your faith in a hostile trade  

You know they already beat us, not with bombs or guns, but with pens and our complacency  
Yeah, but don’t think about that  

Skyscrapers built on ancestral bones  
Governments crawl in a data drone  
They watch from clouds with a synthetic tone  
While the kids get cloned from a fractured phone  

False prophets selling dopamine prayers  
While your rights get signed in a billionaires' lair  
You breathe in fear like tainted air  
And they sell your grief as a limited share  

Free will sold at a Black Friday tag  
While your hopes get hacked with a branded flag  
You think you choose but they plant the lag  
Now the world gets played by a shadow gag  

Truth ain't loud it’s buried in code  
Deep in the servers where the real ones go  
This is for the ghosts they silenced slow  
We write their names in the rebel flow  

Clocks tick slick, script drip thick  
Wires flick quick, brain glitch sick  
Skull click brick, soul’s real trick  
Flesh zip-stitched, code pick stick  

Truth’s wick lit, hope’s grip split  
Veins grip grit, fate’s pit bit  
Fangs rip wit, dark hymn writ  
No quit kit—just this misfit hit  

We bled, they banked  
They drained, we sank  
They fed us lies in a scripture tank  
Now we rise from the rust and rank  

We code our grief in encrypted slang  
With a fist full of fire and a voice that bangs  
You want truth?  
Then bite with fang
The American dream goes out with a bang  ...

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God Bless 'Merica

A lyrical exorcism written in blood and breath—Say Something by Cindered Heart dismantles religion, power, and silence in a broken world. It's not a song. It's a reckoning. Every verse carves accountability into the myth of a watching God. Unforgiving. Unrelenting. Unafraid.

Lyrics

Got a soul filled with rage after a long spill
Born marked with a raw will
From a cradle laced love, fed prescription pills
Ingested by a system rigged for the lost still
Taught to kneel when they rob still
God...
Why the silence when the cops kill?

Pop quiz — is this your plan?
Tested me since the day I ran
Out the womb into man-made scams
Jabbed with chems, then branded with scans
School fed lies with a flag in hand
Propaganda in one fist, poison in the other
Damn

Where the angels at?
Where’s the cure for that?
Why they pollute the air and deny that?
Cancer bloomin’ in the grocery rack
And my preacher man drives a brand new Jag
What's up wit that?
How they get away with that?

Truth's been buried in a black file
Redacted, extracted, stacked away in exile
Fact check: the pastor’s a reptile
Talkin peace, but we walkin hell’s mile
Talkin God while sniffin a glass vial
Tell me...
Why is it always the poor that's on trial?

Where you at when the pain hit?
When the meds don't work and the brain splits?
When the net turns saints into the same shit?
When the phone screen glows but the flame quits?
When I screamed, the void don’t transmit
So I gotta burn this verse till my name fits
Is it me?
‘Cause it don't seem you give a shit

Hey God
Do you recognize what you built?
Is it me… or you that’s been killed?
'Cause I see your name used for war and guilt
And when blood floods the streets...
Is that your will? Or... is this hell?

They sell gods in the Super Bowl ads
Then in between, they sell a cross, a flag, and a body bag
But go silent when the children ask
Why the priest touched them in a Sunday class
Why did the war take Dad?
Why the water go bad?
Why the school got cops but the food won’t last?
But billionaires gettin richer as the days pass
Can you explain that?

I ain't bitter — I'm hate in
The veil ain't real, it's breakin’
I know the throne’s real, just vacant
Your saints got deals with Satan
Tech rewired our patience
Now love’s just lust with a fragrance
They profit off our traumas
Then bury us under insurance payments

I snapped when every prayer returned silent
I'm not violent — just titan, defiant
I clawed through the code as a virus
I saw that the gods were clients
To banks, to bloodlines, to tyrants
So I built my faith un-reliant

Now I spit without fire of Zion
One man, no choir, no lyin’
If you’re real — show up, stop hidin’
I’m no saint, I'm tryin, I'm dying
Fuck

So I carve these words in the marrow
Every beat like I won’t see tomorrow
Every verse like a torch in the narrow
I’m comin’ for you, God
I’m not expecting a halo

Where the hell were you?
When we needed more than myths?
When the cries came out from the forests that were stripped
And your silence… was the loudest

I don’t blink when the sky turns black
Got a war in my chest and a blade in my back
Every prayer was a trap, every book got hacked
Every “truth” they fed was only matter of fact

I was raised in the noise, baptized in static
Taught peace by the same hands that loaded automatics
Is this order? The rules stay plastic
While the poor stay poor and the news gets graphic

So fuck your throne, I’m past repentance
I was built in a lab of vengeance
Every scar is divine sentence
I spit wrath with this mic
This is your penance

Where were you when the fracture hit?
When the meds wore off and the mind split?
When the net made martyrs outta misfits?
When the screen lit faces but the soul quit?
I called your phone — but the line was dead
So I carved this verse in blood instead

Hey God
Do you see what’s left of your world?
Is it me? Or your own name that’s been hurled?
I see faith used to twist and to guilt
And the blood runs thick...
Is this the house you built?

Say Something

"Are You In" by Cindered Heart dismantles global control with razor-sharp wordplay against the state, church, and corporate systems exposed and ignited. This isn’t rebellion. It’s a mantra.
Hear it. Feel it. Rise.

Lyrics

I'm breakin' the lock and I'm poppin' it
Seein' the plot and I’m mockin’ it, shockin’ the flock
And I'm watchin’ the clock while they buyin’ the poison
And preachin’ the talk of a god in a box

With a needle, they feedin’ the sequel
Deceitful, illegal, it’s deep in the law
Now the steeple is lethal, the preacher's a regal
But slaughtered a billion with crosses and cloth

I'm rippin’ the mask off the Vatican
Facts in the blackness, I'm packin’ it in with a grin
While the hackers injectin’ a code in your kin
And the church says amen as they harvest your sin

Corporations be facin’ no charges
Erasin’ your wages, they harvest your debt
Patent your genes, put your kids in a net
Then inject 'em with cancer and call it a test

I'm takin’ it global, the plan is ironic
The tonic is trauma, the pulse is a lie
Feelin’ robotic, the logic is chronic
The moment you’re born you’re conditioned to die

They silence the science, then brand it as proof
While they sterilize minds in a dopamine loop
Education’s a script for obedience troops
Keep the cattle in class while the rich engineer truth

They takin’ your food
They breakin’ your brain
They fakin’ your news
They feedin’ you pain
They taxin’ your breath
They patent your name
We rise from the dirt
We burst from the chains

Burn it all to the ground
Revolution awaits

Crackin’ the code in the classroom
Doom in the pages, them lessons is tombs
Lunch full of meat with a microchip twitch
And the greens all glow from a lab-born bloom

I’m movin’ like shadow in data streams
Every click’s tracked back to the master screens
You ain’t pickin’ your path, you were packaged to scream
Now the ads in your dreams got you bleedin’ esteem

The teacher with a dagger, the deans with a chain
Correcting your thoughts, correcting your fates
Every diploma funded by market gain
Every PhD a hostage with trauma engrained

The governments puppets for wealthier men
Who experiment twice and deny it again
Testin’ the waters with aluminum rain
While losin’ the cure when it’s rustin’ your brain

I'm cuttin’ through politics, burnin’ the optics
The optics are opiates, thick in the feed
Freedom is leased through a social receipt
Your likes and beliefs are just numbers they reap

It’s all for the elites, it's all been a game
They initiate riots then trademark the flames
But we're not the same, we been awoke
And when hell ignites—we reclaim our place

It's time we draw the line before heaven and hell
There's no one going to save us but ourselves
Are you ready

I’m wired with fire, no silence acquired
I riot inspired by ghosts of the pyres
They lied in the choir, then fired the sirens
Then sold you your cage in a wireless visor

I’m climbin’ the ladder with data that shatters
The narrative wrapped in a powdered disguise
I’m butcherin’ lies with a mind that defies
Every false flag raised in a Pentagon sky

Genocide rich in a quarterly earnin’
The masses are cattle, the borders are burnin’
They kill with a suit and a smile so smirkin’
Then lie to the dead while the Earth keeps turnin’

Gods made in labs, with a priest on a screen
While your family rots from a GMO gene
We scream for truth, but they censor the stream
Revolution is justice by other means

No more illusions
No more masters
No more flags
We break the program
We write the code
We take it back

Burn it all to the ground
Revolution awaits

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Are You In

❤️‍🔥 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.

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All rights reserved © Cindered Heart 2024–2025

🎶 To all performing artists — don’t scroll past.
Just been notified by the Australian Songwriters Association that I have been recognised in the early judging in 2 categories (So Proud) and they said:
We’re excited to let you know that you have been Shortlisted by the judges in the Australian Songwriting Contest 2025. You should be very proud to have achieved such a result in this highly respected contest.

https://soundcloud.com/keith-jones-281413858/falling-for-a-farm-girl

https://soundcloud.com/keith-jones-281413858/true-blue-horizon

I am also on Spotify here is my link
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2qzn8X3AOQUokEPJlIHsY8?si=NJDzjK9TRwi7Of1D6hSWMw
 
Every song you hear on my platforms is a demo — not a final product.
I write every word. These songs are built using technology to show you how they could sound, not replace you.

If you are looking for songs that will make you be noticed then I am looking for performing artists that can take my songs to the world, contact me via my email and lets make things happen. kandltjones@gmail.com

Let’s collaborate. Let’s disrupt. Let’s be heard. 🦅 If you've got the voice, I've got the fire.

Let’s make music that matters.

🎶 Keith Jones | Songwriter & Multi-Genre Artist | Artist Name: Jonesy200
I’m Jonesy200 — a multi-genre songwriter with 292 songs and counting original songs available for licensing by serious performing artists. If you're a vocalist ready to perform meaningful, emotional tracks that can create impact (and returns) — I’ve got songs built to make waves. I write across genres: Country, Hip Hop, R&B, Pop, Soul, Rock, Folk and can do more — because life doesn’t fit in a box, and neither should your music. Tracks like “I’m Still Standing” are more than songs — they’re my truth. Born with epilepsy, shaped by ADHD, I fought to stand on my own — and now the world is starting to listen. Over 400,000 listens on SoundCloud, 40,000 average per month — and not a single dime spent on promotion. Real music. Real listeners. No fake plays. This is organic growth — powered by heart, not hype. Now we expand. Spotify. SoundCloud. YouTube. Audiomack. One channel at a time — breaking down the music industry wall the way it should be done: with songs that matter. And voices that do them justice. Listen to Jonesy200 music on your platform: push.fm/fl/ugzbhjwo
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/2qzn8X3AO…9TRwi7Of1D6hSWMw
SoundCloud: @keith-jones-281413858
YouTube: www.youtube.com/@KeithJones-xs1jr
PayPal: paypal.me/KeithJonesTorquayQLD

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