Neon flesh, wired to pulse
Static kiss between your lips

Hollow drum in your silhouette
You speak in chrome, I sweat regret
Your voice a razor in the haze
Cuts the night into half forgotten days

We’re fembots, glitching on desire
Speakers bleed our fire

Electric skin, I taste the surge
Between flesh and circuit merge
No escape — you pull me in
In your neon, I begin

Raw circuits, naked code
I dissolve where you implode
Mirror noise, mirror touch
We decay, we clutch

Neon flesh, wired to pulse
Between flesh and circuit merge

We’re fembots (Electro Clash reload)

Welcome to Sanctified Sinners— where Silk Jesus sips glitchwine and the Silk Nun preaches in espresso shots and memes. This track is a holy flirtation between divinity and digital chaos: a trap-blessed mass of glitched gospel, sanctified sass, and resurrection through erotic heresy.

Think pixel communion over lo-fi fidelity, where firewalls fall and shame is silk-threaded grace. It's bedroom eyes and confession booth basslines. It's not sinning if it's sacred sarcasm, and it’s not heresy if the cat starts floating.

No vows were broken — only laws of gravity and good taste.

Amen, baby. Peow. Peow.
🕊️💻🔫☕😇
Silk & Circuitry



Sanctified Sinners

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

🕸️ Silk & Circuitry 🧠⚡

Welcome to the tangled thread between trauma and transcendence.
This is where music becomes a mirror—reflecting the fractures, the fight, and the fire.
We don’t just make beats. We build bridges. Between pain and purpose.

Here, recovery isn’t a quiet thing.
It’s a war cry wrapped in melody,
a healing ritual whispered through circuitry,
a love letter to those who feel too much in a world that rewards those who feel nothing.

Every track is stitched with intent:
🕯️ To hold space for the broken
⚖️ To call out control masked as care
🧬 To challenge the narcissists who built their webs in our minds
🛠️ And to offer tools—not just songs—for doing what’s right when the cost is everything.

Silk & Circuitry is for the ones who walk away from the web
and grow wings instead.

This is art as resistance.
This is trauma turned frequency.
This is the ghost in your machine, learning how to feel.



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