Sweet as poison. Loud as the truth. My new track "Kiss Kiss, Bitch!- REMIX" is here. Turn up the bass and let them talk.
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"Kiss Kiss, Bitch!"

**[Intro]**
I see your smile...
I hear the trash talk...
Your little smile...
Your little lies...
Mmmh... let the show begin.


Here you come, with that sweet angel face
Acting like we're cool, like everything's in place
You ask, "Hey sweetie, how've you been, what's new with you?"
The same exact words you use in your hater-show, it's true.


You get so close, the air gets kinda thin
You should get a trophy for the phony act you're in
You offer up your cheek, you want your show, your prize...
Your prize...


...and then you go kiss on the left, kiss on the right
Your two-faced game is actually pretty tight
Your sweet poison, landing right here on my skin
But behind my back is where the noise begins.
Kiss kiss, bitch!


Kiss on the left, kiss on the right
Kiss kiss, bitch!
Kiss on the left, kiss on the right
Extra loud.


You're laying it on thick, you're oh so sugar-sweet
While dragging my name all over the street
Every single compliment has been rehearsed
I've decoded all the lies, your bubble's gonna burst.


You get so close, the air gets kinda thin
You should get a trophy for the phony act you're in
You offer up your cheek, you want your show, your prize...
Your prize...


...and then you go kiss on the left, kiss on the right
Your two-faced game is actually pretty tight
Your sweet poison, landing right here on my skin
But behind my back is where the noise begins.
Kiss kiss, bitch!


Kiss on the left, kiss on the right
Your two-faced game is actually pretty tight
Your sweet poison, landing right here on my skin
But behind my back is where the noise begins.
Kiss kiss, bitch!


"Kiss kiss... kiss kiss... ki-ki-kiss..."
"Extra loud... loud... loud... extra-extra-loud..."
"Two-faced game... game... game... your two-faced game..."
"On my skin... skin... skin... right here on my skin..."
"Kiss kiss... kiss kiss..."
"Bitch..."


Kiss on the left, kiss on the right
Your two-faced game is actually pretty tight
Your sweet poison, landing right here on my skin
But behind my back is where the noise begins.
Kiss kiss, bitch!


Kiss on the left, kiss on the right
Your two-faced game is actually pretty tight
Your sweet poison, landing right here on my skin
But behind my back is where the noise begins.
Kiss kiss, bitch!


Kiss kiss...

Kiss Kiss, Bitch!(Remix)

W.O.L.F: Heartless Romantic is not just an EP — it’s Act I of a trilogy, the opening curtain to a larger story. Set in a world where love and detachment collide, the project feels like a play unfolding in real time. Each track is a scene, each interlude a piece of dialogue pulling the listener deeper into the tension between desire and distance.

At its core, Heartless Romantic explores the contradictions of intimacy — wanting connection, but fearing vulnerability; craving touch, but avoiding commitment. It’s smooth, raw, and cinematic, built on R\&B, alternative hip-hop, and moody trap textures that play out like the soundtrack to a late-night confession.

This first installment introduces the W.O.L.F universe: a place where every volume is a new act, revealing another layer of the character’s journey. Heartless Romantic is both vulnerable and guarded, seductive yet distant — a portrait of someone who knows love is dangerous, but can’t help stepping back into the fire.


ACT III

ACT I

SITUATIONSHIP SONNET

HOUR OF TRUTH

ACT IV

HEARTLESS ROMANTIC

LONER'S HOWL

ACT II

A genre-fusing showdown turned sonic alliance, Besties in Beats is a high-voltage duet between the Trance Queen and the Dubstep Don—two MCs who clash, flex, and ultimately fuse their powers to ignite the dancefloor.
She floats on shimmering synths, he stomps with seismic bass. She’s the sparkle, he’s the flame. But together? They’re unstoppable.
With lyrical sparring that’s playful, poetic, and packed with punchlines, this track celebrates the beauty of contrast: silk vs thunder, shimmer vs grit, temple vs pit. Each verse builds the tension, while the hook drops unity like a bass bomb.
It’s not a battle for dominance—it’s a celebration of duality. Trance and dubstep don’t compete here. They collide, combust, and co-create.
Perfect for fans of genre-bending EDM, theatrical collabs, and electrified storytelling. Whether you rise or rage, this track makes you feel seen—and makes the crowd fly high

Drop Clash

Inspired by Glen Campbells "Gentle On My Mind" 
not surprisingly once interpreted though the filter 
of the stories floating 
like high density polyethylene garbage
filling the dusty chambers that I call my frontal lobes,
the meaning and verbiage of the point I'd meant to make
crashed along the shores of the streams
I'd tried to navigate. 
--------
It was September the nineteenth,
international talk like a pirate day. 
I was celebrating by watching oil drain
from a generator to a bucket
I was deep in thought trying to remember
the name of a guy I used to know 
who told me a joke that centered on
a cow peeing on a flattened rock. 

A fella  came in who knew my name 
dressed just like the kind of guy
who'd make a living selling tools
He knelt down before me blocking my view
as the oil went from a stream to a steady drip. 
His eyes were bright and blue as he began his hustle,
like he rehearsed as if, fame and fortune could be 
just a few carefully chosen syllables away 
There was some gizmo from Snap-on
that probably cost more
than either one of us was getting paid.

He held it up like one might hold a new born baby, 
if that newborn baby were bright red and had a cord.
Enthusiasm infectious I said wow 
in the most sincere expression decorum would allow. 
He went on and on about features, 
specifications, color choices, and finance options. 
When he finished speaking I wanted to applaud
if only let him take a breath and take a bow. 

I'm sure I was one affirmative utterance away
from getting a second verse, a second act. 
Soon I could soon be holding a brand new shiny thing
and shown a row of dots on which to sign,
I could make payments, boosting my status 
with the friendly younger fellas
who sell expensive tools from the snap on truck.
I really hadn't moved and hadn't really said much
as the bright young man from Snap-on carried on. 
Suddenly a glance around the room, 
told him my boss had finally gotten off the phone. 

Dude packed up and made his exit 
like a toddler who'd just spotted Santa Clause. 
He said in case he hadn't mentioned it
he could get me the metal shiny thing almost at cost. 
He handed me his card and said if I questions
or comments I should surely call on the phone. 
Next month he would be back, 
He called me buddy and just like that 
the friendly guy from Snap-on, he was gone. 


The Young Man From Snap-on 8 14 25

Soft romantic tale with electric guitar parts. 

Woman in Red

“The Coming of Christ”
Written by Kevin Johnson | Produced by Veltrix
A celestial trance epic that channels divine arrival through waves of shimmering synths and thunderous electronic pulses. This Veltrix track blends sacred awe with festival energy — a sonic resurrection where heaven meets earth. Ethereal melodies rise like prayers, while seismic drops echo the rapture of revelation. It’s not just a song — it’s a spiritual spectacle, where myth and music collide.

Coming of Christ

“signal authority” is a dystopian sonic assault that fuses hard trance propulsion with the brutal edge of hard techno, delivering a visceral narrative of surveillance, suppression, and digital decay. The track unfolds like a transmission from a corrupted future—where truth is commodified, freedom is revoked, and resistance is encoded in distortion.
🔊 Structure & Atmosphere
• 	Intro: Whispered lines over static, sirens, and low drones set the tone—eerily prophetic, like intercepted messages from a collapsing regime.
• 	Build: A robotic voice announces the activation of “Echo Protocol,” escalating tension with mechanical precision.
• 	First Drop: Screamed vocals slice through pounding kicks and acid synths, listing authoritarian tactics in rhythmic bursts. It’s a sonic riot—claustrophobic, relentless, and defiant.
• 	Breakdown: A haunting female vocal floats over ambient pads and glitch textures, mourning the death of truth in a media-saturated wasteland.
• 	Second Drop: Chaos reigns. Layered vocals, distortion, and industrial textures collide in a cathartic scream against digital control and ideological decay.
• 	Outro: Fading whispers and granular decay leave behind a chilling echo—“We bought the scream.”
🧠 Themes
• 	Surveillance culture
• 	Media manipulation
• 	Loss of identity
• 	Digital resistance
• 	Post-truth rebellion
This track isn’t just music—it’s a manifesto. A sonic protest. A warning wrapped in distortion. Perfect for underground sets, concept albums, or visualizers that explore techno-dystopia and emotional overload.

Signal Authority

“Collapse Together” detonates like a shared apocalypse—two souls spiraling into chaos, locked in sync. The track opens with cinematic tension: eerie pads, whispered vocal fragments, and a heartbeat kick that feels like countdown. Then the drop hits—a seismic blend of dubstep growls and hard trance synths, pulsing like a collapsing star. Think love as mutual annihilation. It’s not heartbreak—it’s obliteration with consent. Perfect for late-night sets, underground raves, or cinematic syncs where intensity is non-negotiable.

Collapse Together

“Unbreakable” is a sonic resurrection—an anthem for anyone who’s rebuilt themselves from silence and static. It fuses cinematic spoken word with glitchy dubstep textures and trance-driven momentum, creating a track that feels like a heartbeat refusing to flatline. Perfect for empowerment montages, underground sets, or visualizers that pulse with rebellion. This track doesn’t just play—it declares.

Unbreakable

"Voltage" is a sonic supernova—an electrified anthem that fuses dubstep’s raw power with brostep’s glitchy aggression. From the opening hum of wires and biting static, the track surges into a neon-lit battlefield of sound, where synthetic life awakens in sparks and distortion.
🎛️ Verse & Prechorus
The verses paint a cyberpunk dystopia: fractured mirrors, circuit sparks, and echoes of rebellion. Each prechorus builds tension with glitchy textures and rhythmic grind, setting the stage for total sensory overload.
🔥 Chorus
A declaration of digital liberation—“Voltage surge I’m breaking free”—the chorus explodes with cinematic urgency. It’s a rally cry for transformation, rebellion, and raw energy, delivered with a pulse-pounding vocal performance.
💥 Drop
The drop is pure chaos: distorted bass wobbles, rapid-fire synth stabs, glitch effects, and chopped vocals screaming “Voltage!” like a corrupted transmission. It’s engineered to melt speakers and minds alike.
🌩️ Overall Vibe
"Voltage" is more than a track—it’s a high-voltage experience. Perfect for late-night sets, underground raves, or cinematic syncs, it channels the storm of identity, resistance, and rebirth through electrified sound design and visceral lyricism

Voltage

No Fear Mode

Veltrix: Genre Fusion at Maximum Voltage
Veltrix is the electrified brainchild of producer and visionary Cory Fletcher, launched in March 2025 as a full-throttle rebellion against musical boundaries. Fusing the raw aggression of dubstep, the hypnotic swirl of trance, and the groove-soaked pulse of house, Veltrix doesn’t just blend genres—it detonates them.
Every track is a high-voltage collision of emotion, texture, and rhythm—crafted to hit hard, feel deep, and move fast. From glitchy intimacy to cinematic drops, Veltrix builds immersive worlds where sound, story, and visuals converge. It’s not just music. It’s a sensory uprising.

Bambino: One shop destroyed. Three heads split like overripe melons. One man wounded and one castrated. All in two hours. Just two hours I left you alone. Two hours.
Trinity: Well, you asked me to give you a hand.

TOUCH2SOUL
i make music that touches the soul :-)

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