🕷️ ARACNOFOBIA 🕷️
Una voz que se arrastra entre telarañas mentales.
El miedo ya no es una opción… es el ritmo.

Esta no es una canción, es una maldición disfrazada de beat.
La oscuridad toma forma entre versos venenosos y atmósferas densas.
Cada barra es una picadura.
Cada línea, un hilo más en tu mente.

¿Le temés a las arañas?
Entonces no des play…
O hacelo.
Y dejá que tu fobia baile.

🔪 Beat producido por: ‪NetuH
🎙️ Voz: Lil Greyser
🎛️ Grabado y mezclado en REAPER por mi

⚠️ Recomendado usar auriculares.
⚠️ No apto para los que duermen con la luz prendida.

🔻 Seguí el ritual:
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Aracnofobia (Prod. NetuH)

"Demon Cracker" bringt düsteren Trap-Vibe mit aggressiven 808s, knallenden Kicks und unheimlicher Atmosphäre. Perfekt für Artists, die rohe Energie und dunkle Emotionen transportieren wollen – geeignet für Hard Trap, Dark Drill oder Underground Rap.

🆓 Free for non-profit use – gib bitte Credit: Prod. by Elqari
💵 Kommerzielle Nutzung: Lizenz erforderlich – siehe Kontakt unten

🎵 Genre: Dark Trap / Aggressive Drill / Underground
🔥 Mood: Finster, wütend, böse
⚡ BPM: 150

📥 Download / Buy / Lease / Email: elqaribusiness@gmail.com
📧 Insta Kontakt: Elqariii

Wenn du was Heftiges aufnehmen willst – dieser Beat ist deine Waffe.

Demon Cracker – Dark Trap x Aggressive Drill Type Beat | Free Type Beat 2025

Shadowban drags truth from the circuit board and bleeds it through distorted bass. A scream for justice through grime, dub, and pain—this is anti-sermon rap for a system that silences us. Cindered Heart turns censorship into war cries. Raw. Filthy. Honest. You won’t forget this one.

Lyrics

I am not a prophet  
I am not a poet  
I am the static between the lies  
I am the glitch in your bloodline  
I am your ancestors at the gate  
I am the rage of the god fearing  
lets get it straight

You were born in debt  
and they named it “grace”  
Sold your future with a handshake  
Crib costs stacked like war crates  
Milk on loan  
and they still want a taste

They bled your mother  
they taxed her screams  
Filed the trauma under American Dreams  
Called your hunger a budget scheme  
Then sold your silence to an algorithm team

They fed you credit like communion wine  
But the church doors close when the banks align  
Mortgage gospel  
kneel and tithe  
God don’t answer  
And Priests just cosign

They made survival a service fee  
And made freedom a brand  
you lease monthly  
Bet

They gave you a savior to stop you from rising  
Hung him high  
said “Don’t try climbing”  
Gold-plated guilt and televised praying  
While bishops wear skins from the children they’re slaying

Cathedrals built on fractured backs  
Confess  
regress  
then cut the facts  
Pastors in jets  
just pedos relaxed  
sayin “Peace be with you” unless you’re Black

They twisted Jesus into capital  
God became a CEO with sabbaticals  
Said turn the cheek while they burned your house  
Then told your kids faith’s practical

I don’t need their cross to carry  
I need a torch  
and something  
to  
bury

something to bury

Clickbait news feed fried your brain  
Now you tweet like change gon’ come from pain  
Rent too high  
but the vibe’s insane  
So we dance on debt like it's part of the game

Plastic meals and synthetic stress  
no more pride  
just a dopamine chest  
Work all week just to maybe exist  
wade in the water like the system ain't piss

Digital prophets  
code our coffins  
Scroll-fed sermons  
addiction cold stops us  
Saints in silk with name-brand boasts  
Preachin salvation in sponsored posts

as Neural feeds drip cradle to grave  
New face scan tagged  
now you’re a slave  
Byte-born chains in virtual prisons  
while Terms and conditions delete your decisions

Clicks are prayers now  
likes are law  
Every confession just feeds the maw  
Church of the circuit  
blacked out scripts  
as the Truth gets jumped by algorithmic fists  

World in the chokehold  
knees on necks  
Kids in sweatshops  
branded in checks  
Peace is a myth  
sold in perfume ads  
And war’s just business  
with better tags

Churches full of gold  
but shelters collapse  
Politicians laugh  
while your insulin laps  
Got Cops in riot gear  
for minimum wage  
while white collars bailed with a wink backstage

My Blood in the soil  
oil in lungs  
Truth is a virus  
and I’ve become one  
while new gods wear Prada  
and snort lines  
a single mom starves in the prayer line

Google knows your guilt before you do  
NSA got your fear on YouTube  
Amazon sells your trauma in bulk  
And trauma’s the product that always results  

Mother fuckers  
They cloned our grief and called it art  
Turned Black pain into Wall Street charts  
They love our blood when it prints in mass  
But when we speak truth  

its a Shadow ban  

"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"


Shadowban

An unfiltered scream against corruption, violence, and the sellout of the sacred. What's Your Price is a blistering tirade through modern horror, fake faith, and blood-for-profit culture. This Is CH power. Raw, Furious, and Unchained. This is What's Your Price " !

Cruel intentions  
void extensions  
hell’s inventions  
soul redemptions  
Fractured lessons  
warped confessions  
plague infections  
mass suppressions  
Teeth are grinding  
truth’s declining  
hope’s a cancer  
faith ain't blinding  
corruptions climbing  
graves are lining  
love’s a myth  
and rage defining  

Mirrors shatter  
fangs get sharper  
blood gets louder  
skin gets darker  
Hearts are frozen  
speech is chosen  
rules are rigged  
and laws are broken  
Hunger stretching  
time’s dissecting  
bones are poisoned  
cause pain’s a weapon  
Pull the strings and watch them shatter

Every empires built on slaughter

And you want me to give a fuck?  
Fuck you!

politics demented  
bent and twisted  
sold in bulk and mass-insisted  
Dreams are taxed  
then repossessed  
just wake up broke and die in debt  
Cries get muted  
sighs get boosted  
scripts get flipped  
and loves rebranded  
Freedom’s scripted  
faith’s encrypted  
every prayer is now inflicted  
Cash is sacred  
blood’s a token  
wars are streamed  
and votes are stolen  
God’s on billboards  
preachers flexin’  
selling mercy  
and just pretending  
Saints wear wristwatches from hell  
while kids eat bullets  
they kiss and tell  
while I watch the sun drip from the cross  
that ignites a flame I thought we lost

Torn enchantments  
with fake enhancements  
families burning in abandon  
Skies are cracking  
judges lacking  
black spoons boiling in my canon  
My words like razors  
forged by traitors  
rhythm cursed  
next to soulless haters  
My skin’s a prison  
inside the cisterns  
where hope decays in rotted rhythms

from Ashen thrones  
and bloodstained vespers  
where holy hands rape the blessed ones  
Crucifixes flipped and twisted  
locked in spaces they never visit  
Shadows kneeling  
gods are bleeding  
suits are laughing  
as leaders feeding  
Hope is dead  
I watched them eat it  
Don't expect me to fuckin clean it

askew reason  
laws are treason  
truth’s a virus  
trust is bleeding  
Scripted fate  
encrypted seasons  
kill the code  
alive new lesions  
Burn the ledger  
flood the system  
drag their ghosts out through the prism  
Feed on power  
rip religion

then spit their sermons in their prisons

Clock is red  
the blood won’t settle  
fangs like fire  
eyes like metal  
Mind’s a weapon  
soul’s a kettle  
boiling hate you’ll never meddle  
Torn from birth  
and flame reborn  
the lasting soul forever scorned  
Silence now—your world’s deformed

don't fucking bitch just because you're born

Gutter prophets  
banker profits  
heaven’s hostage  
leaders toxic  
News is twisted  
blood enlisted  
dreams are murdered  
pride’s resisted  
Steel is humming  
war drums drumming  
future mean nothing  
fear is coming  
World’s a furnace  
hearts are service  
hate is truth  
and hope’s just worthless

Womb to prison  
life’s a sentence  
sins are priced in market pensions  
Justices plastic  
deaths are classic  
filth is worshipped  
fame’s elastic  
Youth are drowning  
pills are crowning  
suits are laughing  
blood is counting  
what sacred melts in corporate fire  
this world was sold to the fucking liars

And you fucking know it

Hope’s a cancer  
peace is bait  
The world’s a coffin  
dressed in state  
Bleed the sky  
destroy the gate  
so when it rains  
it desecrates

"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"

What's Your Price

Cindered Heart is insurgent music. Industrial, bass-heavy hip-hop and Dubstep fused with metal’s bite and activist poetry’s venom. Every song is a call-to-arms against complacency. A soundtrack for people who feel the rot and want to burn it out.

 I know crazy right ?


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 a new genre: VampTrap : a brutal collision of trap, metal, dubstep, and darkwave. This is not music made for market trends. It’s a cinematic audio doctrine, where no church is sacred, no system safe, and no silence untainted by pulse.

At the center stands a one-man legion: Introducing Lesstatt ! Handling songwriting, vocals, production, sound design, visual direction, and final mastering. Using AI elements, Hard Synths, Drum machines, Electric Guitars, Dj Equipment, Samplers, ect. Each track is summoned in a single uninterrupted ritual, where melody bleeds into meaning, and distortion becomes declaration. But this vision is no longer alone. The world of Cindered Heart now expands through a handpicked circle of featured vocalists, visual architects, sound sculptors, and trusted allies. Each amplifying the message without ever muting its power.

With over 60 releases mostly for now on SoundCloud but also  global platforms, and with international coverage including radio play, interviews, and published features in six countries, Cindered Heart is not chasing popularity. They are spreading contagion.

This is not a trend.
This is rebellion carved in waveform, pain, and blood.

These tracks don’t just play, they summon.
Intros unfold like rituals.
Whispers cut like venom.
Breakdowns crumble like temples.
And every lyric doesn’t just rhyme ... They reign.

From Clock Stays Red to Tie That Binds, each release expands a mythos of vampiric power, divine corruption, systemic decay, and emotional survival. Cindered Heart doesn’t ask for attention. 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, references and elicit material featured on this profile are entirely fictional and are not based on or inspired by any real individuals, events, or entities. All content is a form of artistic expression. All meant to be interpreted as satire, storytelling, and stylized performance.

The artists do not condone, promote, or participate in any of the actions, ideologies, or cultural elements portrayed within the music. Listener discretion is advised.

Cindered Heart and all affiliated creators regard their work as art for expression, not endorsement. Nothing herein should be taken as a literal reflection of personal belief, behavior, or advocacy.

"All rights to this Soundcloud account, including but not limited to composition, lyrics, productions, and artwork are owned by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of these artworks,lyrics, or tracks in any form (including remixing or licensing without permission) is prohibited. For licensing inquiries, collaborations or contributions. please contact cinderedheartpromo@gmail.com All rights reserved 2024-2025"

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