Fighting hordes of enemies you're suddenly met by corrupted angelic creatures that are singing for your demise!
Your only response is blasphemously walking by, 
while the angels cry.

Blasphemous

Inspired by the names of the prayers from the video game Blasphemous. (Not really a Sarabande.)

Zarabanda del Refugio Seguro

Seguiriya a Tus Luceros

Verdiales del Pueblo Olvidado

@fleshsmoking @46b @dreamfigures
holy edyn carry

lyrics:
@fleshsmoking
i've learned how to hate everyone and everything 
im too used to saying shit that i don't really mean 
i'll never be fixed 
but at least i can fall back on buying shitty weed 
to cope
i overanalyze and wonder why i'm so alone
there's not too much that makes this rotting flesh worth skin and bone 
i hate this place i'll never call this house a fucking home
i don't have to ruin shit my hate will do it on its own

this shit happens too often i think that i lost myself (x8)

@46b
blood all on the knife
unsatisfied
i feel unworthy of your soul
covering my eyes
Im terrified
see all and yet i forget most

i feel lost in lust
fall in love, do i know
who i am i think
i lost my flow, where do i go
all my fears encased
i need to learn, how i should grow
i wanna run away
my feet get slow, drag thru the snow

i think i deserve to be alone [me&eleventh]

Alice gets high in her sisters room and becomes an uncivilised, Luci-believing, blasphemous, Christian-hating, Satan-loving rebel. She suddenly gains the ability to speak Polish

Cowgirl Sextape Lead Single - Describes both sides of the album the best (In my honest fucking opinion) 
Devastated (Single Version) isn't much different from the album version (So Far) so stay put for that & PIZDA has an Album Edit (different mixing)

Credits:
Producer - p1illz
Writers - Lucia X
Composers - Lucia X
Vocals - Medicinarioum, PrettyNigeria

Cowgirl Sextape

Odrodzenie (Whiskey)

/// LETRA ///

Camina entre sombras, la sangre a sus pies,
la cruz en la espalda, sin nombre ni sed.
No mira al cielo, lo carga en la piel,
con pasos de mártir, sin miedo al ayer.

No pide clemencia, no busca razón,
sólo arrastra el peso de su expiación.
El Milagro cruel lo volvió oración,
su carne es reliquia, su pena, perdón.

Sus manos no tiemblan y su alma ya no,
pues todo temblor fue castigo feroz.
Silencio en los labios, ceniza en la voz...

Un eco de muerte donde va el Penitente.

¡Cae la sangre como lluvia santa!
¡El Penitente no se levanta!
Paga culpas que no eran suyas,
bajo rezos... bajo tumbas...

¡Toca la campana, el castigo, empieza!
¡La Misericordia clama su ofensa!
No hay consuelo, no hay perdón,
solo un camino de expiación.

Fue hijo del hierro, del golpe y del sol,
criado en la llaga, criado en dolor.
No tuvo un bautismo, sólo ejecución,
y el llanto de un pueblo lo hizo redentor.

La espada que empuña no corta al azar,
se hunde en los cuerpos que niegan el mal.
Con cada enemigo, una flor marchita,
con cada plegaria, otra herida escrita.

No hay gloria que lo quiera coronar,
ni templo que su sombra quiera abrazar.
Es juicio y castigo, es voto de sal,
y su caminar...no conoce final.

¡Cae la sangre como lluvia santa!
¡El Penitente no se levanta!
Paga culpas que no eran suyas,
bajo rezos... bajo tumbas...

¡Toca la campana, el castigo, empieza!
¡La Misericordia clama su ofensa!
No hay consuelo, no hay perdón,
solo un camino de expiación.

Sus sueños son gritos, su culpa es altar,
cargado de espinas, sin mirar atrás.
De tumba en tumba, de mártir en cruz,
despierta a los muertos bajo la luz.

Se dice que sangra por todo un país,
que carga pecados que nadie quiso admitir.
No tiene descanso, no tiene hogar,
solo una promesa: nunca olvidar.

La culpa lo guía, lo arrastra el dolor,
el fuego en los ojos, el alma sin sol.
Donde pisa brota una maldición,
y el silencio responde con redención.

¡Cae la sangre como lluvia santa!
¡El Penitente no se levanta!
Paga culpas que no eran suyas,
bajo rezos, bajo tumbas.

¡Toca la campana, el castigo empieza!
¡La Misericordia clama su ofensa!
No hay consuelo, no hay perdón,
solo un camino de expiación.

Penitente - El penitente [Blasphemous]

prod. @alex6.castro / mix: @modda320fps
ig: @993thom 

blasphemous 2 (p. @prod.afc)

Faces all turned their back
The light you cast has all turned black
There are traces of something past
Left alone we show our cracks

Baseless truth in lies
It’s the one thing I can’t abide
So lets take this fucked up ride
Cut all the bullshit get ready to die

You can’t see truth where you don’t believe
You don’t need proof to get on your knees
To pacify your God above
You live in lies and shutter love
You can’t see truth where you don’t believe

The kings crown, a thorned affair
What you breathe is all hot air
You’ll break down from the weight of prayer
Your only hope doesn’t even care

You can’t see truth where you don’t believe
You don’t need proof to get on your knees
To pacify your God above
You live in lies and shutter love
You can’t see truth where you don’t believe

Truth

Buy / Stream: https://found.ee/KSwzXm

Blasphemous – Aidan Rudd
Naarm-based producer and DJ Aidan Rudd delivers Blasphemous, a four-track EP of driving hardgroove techno. The release draws on his roots in groove-focused, percussive production, combining rolling basslines, sharp drum work, and detailed sound design.

Each track carries a constant rhythmic pulse, with subtle shifts in texture and atmosphere creating tension and release. The result is a concise, high-impact statement from an artist whose sound continues to evolve.

With past releases on labels such as Transition, Duplicity, and Suara, and support from artists including Dax J, Chlar, Alarico, Richie Hawtin, and Amelie Lens, Aidan Rudd’s Blasphemous adds another strong chapter to his growing catalogue.

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Aidan Rudd - Praetor

grim rapper

Southern-gothic sludge dragged across the Silk Road and set on fire. A whiskey-ruined Delta preacher lost in a Persian fire temple, forcing chicken-pickin’ blasphemy out of a detuned saz and a screaming sitar while darbuka heartbeat and doom-bass swing at opium speed. Call to prayer distorted into hell, Sweet Home Alabama dragged into maqam hijaz, culture-clash damnation at 66 BPM.
Hashish, brimstone, and the devil in disguise.

Countryboy in Persia

Halo of mildew, beard soaked in piss
He wades through the grandmothers, blessing their sagging tits
Neon crucifixion glows on cracked azure tile
Old hags in floral caps, smiling the Antichrist’s smile
Poseidon looms behind, marble trident erect
Laughing at the Nazarene, mocking his failed sect
Swimming caps like mitres, goggles like blinded eyes
They circle the drowned savior beneath fluorescent skies

No redemption in this pool
Only varicose veins and drool
The water turns to bile
Eternal hydro-therapy for the vile!

BAPTISM OF THE GRANDMOTHERS!
Drown the lamb in pensioner filth!
BAPTISM OF THE GRANDMOTHERS!
Chlorine Eucharist – swallow thy guilt!
Hail the aqua-caust!
Hail the wrinkled host!
In nomine babushka et spiritus chlorine
Amen, Amen, FUCK YOUR SERENITY!

He raises two fingers – not peace, but the sign of the horns
They cackle and splash, their arthritis reborn
Neptune spears the halo, cracks the plastic crown
The son of man sinks laughing, finally face-down
Floaters in the deep end, dentures like holy relics
Wheelchairs rust on the edge, abandoned by the angelic
No heaven above the ceiling, only pipes that weep
Eternal Wednesday aqua-aerobics six feet deep!

And lo, I shall make thee swim with fishes…
and with Tatiana, 
Svetlana,
and Olga
who pisseth wherever she pleaseth

BAPTISM OF THE GRANDMOTHERS!
Legions of blue-rinsed death!
BAPTISM OF THE GRANDMOTHERS!
Gargle the flood, inhale the meth!
No salvation, only lane ropes and sin
The kingdom of mildew is closing in
GLORY GLORY HYDROCHLORIC HALLELUJAH
DROWN! DROWN! DROWN!

The Eternal Hydrotherapy for the Babushkas

I write, i direct, i decide, it simply generates. Ai song maker for fun an my own enjoyment, you don't have to like it :)

Graduated from Corman Park College of Dental Numismatics in 1993, with a graduate degree in Experimental Post-Sludge.

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Cursed melodies. Family graves. Crossroads debts.
Southern Gothic nightmares & human heartbreak.
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***SMYLOH***
Isaac Liekens
Music Producer from Belgium.
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