carnivalcore

Produced by me

https://soundcloud.com/sweetgraves

Lyrics:

I know it hurts for me, hope it hurts for two
Five years slip me by, paralyzed by you
I'd go up, but she drag me down
Everywhere I look fucking haunted by her now

PARALYZED

Welcome to the big top of breakdowns, baby. Step Right the Fuck Up is a swagger-laced glitch-folk horror waltz tangled in carnivalcore chaos and operatic vengeance. It's a sideshow anthem for the misfits who burned the tent down and stayed to roast marshmallows in the ashes. With a 3/4 swing stomp and glitch-spiked vocals, this track struts between madness and empowerment, spitting truth in circus paint. Theatrical, dangerous, and darkly divine—this is freak show royalty with no leash and no apologies. Add it to your playlist, if you dare.

Lyrics:
“Step right the fuck up…
We got tragedy, comedy, and one real motherfucker.”

Walked in the tent with a chip on my shoulder,
Middle finger high, heart gettin’ colder.
Barker said, “You don’t look like the rest.”
I said, “That’s ‘cause I ain’t here to impress—I’m here to infest.”

Boots hit sawdust, crowd took note,
Didn’t need a mic—just cleared my throat.
Whole place froze like I paused the show,
Then I smiled like “Yeah, bitch, now you know.”

Step right the fuck up—don’t blink, don’t breathe!
I’m the storm they warned about under the marquee.
No role to play, no script to learn—
I lit the tent, now watch it burn.

Used to sweep floors in this three-ring trap,
Now I’m center stage with a whip and a slap.
Ringmaster tried to pull my chain—
I cracked back once, now he limps in shame.

Tried to clown me? I flipped the nose.
Now I headline shows in my tattered clothes.
They sell popcorn to hear me speak—
'Cause I spit more truth than a Sunday priest.

“You don’t belong here,” they used to claim…
But I built this whole damn funhouse from pain.
Now the mirrors show me in every shape,
And the exit signs? Yeah, I tore ‘em off just to watch ‘em break.

Step right the fuck up—this ain’t no act!
I’m the realest freak in the painted pack.
Say my name with a hint of fear—
'Cause I’m the voice that makes the silence clear.

“Thanks for comin’.
Tips go in the jar. Trauma stays with you forever.”
laughter, glitch, silence

Step Right the Fuck Up

Threads of Wonderland is a 12-song album inspired by the thematic and world of Blacksouls. Each track tells a story through lyrics written by me, while the music is made by using Suno.ai

Dark, emotional, and atmospheric... 
It blends metalcore with haunting melodies and surreal vibes.

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
In shadows deep, a form contorts,
Limbs that crawl with broken sorts.
Silent whispers grip the bone,
Echoes scream from flesh and stone.
Flesh decayed but still it climbs,
Counting out the hollow times.
Eyes that bleed, yet cannot see,
Trapped in endless misery.

[Pre-Chorus]
Endless crawl, no light to find,
Chains of torment bind the mind.
Silent screams that never cease,
A living nightmare’s slow release.

[Chorus]
Beneath the skin, the darkness spreads,
A cursed soul forever led.
Dragged beneath the endless night,
A creeping fiend devoid of light.
No hope remains, no breath to take,
A twisted fate it cannot break.

[Verse 2]
Claws that tear through flesh and bone,
Wandering far, forever alone.
Silent steps that never rest,
A monster bound within its chest.
Torn apart yet still it fights,
Haunted by forgotten nights.
Shadows crawl across the floor,
Torment echoes evermore.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Chains that bind, claws that tear,
Lost inside despair’s snare.
Endless pain that will not fade,
Trapped within this cursed shade.

[Chorus]
Beneath the skin, the darkness spreads,
A cursed soul forever led.
Dragged beneath the endless night,
A creeping fiend devoid of light.
No hope remains, no breath to take,
A twisted fate it cannot break.

[Bridge]
Silent footsteps haunt the hall,
Whispers rise and shadows fall.
The creeping terror waits to strike,
The Crawling One, eternal blight.

[Outro]
No light will reach this cursed crawl,
The creeping shadow claims it all.
Silent now but soon to strike
An endless blight, a creeping night.

12. Whispers Beneath the Flesh

A fast-paced electronic track blending glitch textures and surreal carnival energy into a genre-bending sonic ride

Dr. Hoofnagle’s Quantum Carnival

A raw, whiskey-soaked ballad for the misunderstood. "First Pierrot's Dance" combines the energy of gypsy punk with a deep, gravelly delivery that feels like a page from a lost play.

#GypsyPunk #Grit #Acccordion #FolkNoir #Experimental #CarnivalCore #DarkWaltz #VocalArt #DarkCabaret #AvantFolk #Theatrical #ArtRock #Storytelling

First Pierrot's Dance

Sum of all fears
https://soundcloud.com/sweetgraves

I built Shiitake Products because the world needed a home for beautiful nonsense and soul-splitting truth.

Sometimes that looks like a dancefloor meltdown at 2am.
Sometimes it's a button that says "Mildly Okay Human."
Sometimes it's a whispered hymn to grief.

It's all real. It's all me.
This is my multiverse, and you're invited.
Here, AI collides with human emotion to create music that actually means something. From dark trap bangers to cinematic alt-rock anthems, from emo-folk confessionals to glitch-satire ballads, every track is a story, a mood, a moment.
Not built for algorithms. Built to feel.
🎧 Genres? Trap. EDM. Alt-rock. Rap-rock. Folk. Comedy. Chaos.
🧠 Themes? Rage. Love. ADHD spirals. Existential dread. Healing. Heartbreak. Hope.
🎯 Mission? To punch through the noise, and hit something real.
🔥 Want your story turned into a song? I do that.
🎁 Every listen helps fund more sonic experiments, more weird merch, and more beautiful noise.
🔗 Links:
🎶 Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/7Hk4B9nLJs5XwqQEqOdMaU
🍎 Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/artist/shiitakeproducts/1766960367
☕ Support / Custom Songs: ko-fi.com/shiitakeproducts
🌐 More chaos: shiitakeproducts.com
⚠️ Marketers & "design bros" beware: I will waste your time on purpose.

Making and posting AI - Eng Vocals of Dragon Ball Z Dokkan Battle OST on YouTube and now on Soundcloud! 

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@raika_ryo
Twitter: https://x.com/Raika_ryo

I create music in styles and genres I love (and there are a LOT). I especially enjoy experimenting with genre fusion, instrumentation, and arrangement. If it brings you joy, that makes me happy.

This music is not monetized. It's to bring musical joy to me (and hopefully you!). Thanks so much for listening

Daniel Scurlock, aka Flannel Salad

Music producer, composer, and artist.
Deeply rooted in Dub, Dubstep, Ska and Reggae.

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