Lyrics :
There’s no meaning, no truth, no light,
Just flesh to break, just wrongs to write.
I am the void where hope comes to die,
A hymn of decay beneath a blood-red sky.

Your gods are dead, your laws are lies,
I rise from the ashes of your futile cries.
Every life is a stain, every breath a crime,
I claim the world in rot and grime.

No lives matter, no purpose stands,
The end is written by my own hands.
From the young to the old, from the weak to the strong,
I am the silence where you don’t belong.

I wear the screams of those I’ve torn,
A kingdom of chaos, a crown of scorn.
Cannibal of futures, necrophile of time,
Every act, every sin, is part of my design.

Your walls can’t hold me, your chains will break,
I feast on despair, every soul I take.
Your justice is hollow, your peace a fraud,
Bow to the abyss, your only god.

No lives matter, no purpose stands,
The end is written by my own hands.
From the young to the old, from the weak to the strong,
I am the silence where you don’t belong.

Your world is a carcass, and I carve my art,
From the shattered bones and the bleeding heart.
Interpol can chase, the FBI can run,
But I am the darkness; I’ve already won.

No lives matter, no gods, no kings,
I am the chaos the void now sings.
Every breath is poison, every dream a lie,
I am the reason the stars will die.

This is my anthem, my nihilist creed,
To watch the world rot, to see it bleed.
No heaven, no hell, no justice to claim,
I walk in Scully’s shadow, the fire’s in my veins,
Like the scorch on Daisy’s skin, I’ll burn through your chains.
With flames in my hands and murder in my soul,
I’ll turn your cities to ash, swallow you whole.
Her flesh a symbol, a burn that won’t fade,
I carry that fire, now watch as the world decays.
The law will tremble, your gods will bow,
I’ll set the world ablaze, and watch you burn down.

Crown of Nothing

Lyrics :
Children’s laughter drowned in screams,
Their innocence sold, shattered dreams.
Hurtcore, where their cries are heard,
Every broken soul feeds the absurd.

No lives matter, flesh for the feast,
From the weakest child to the strongest beast.
Blackmailed, betrayed, dragged to the pyre,
Every human life fuels the fire.

Men and women, no one escapes,
The blade carves truth in endless shapes.
Rape their minds, desecrate their will,
On this altar of ruin, let blood spill.

Erase the weak, obliterate the strong,
In this nihilist hymn, none belong.
No Lives Matter is the endless grave,
Where the damned and the innocent crave.

No lives matter, flesh for the feast,
From the weakest child to the strongest beast.
Blackmailed, betrayed, dragged to the pyre,
Every human life fuels the fire.

Tear the earth, make it bleed,
No gods, no kings, only the need.
No Lives Matter, the final decree,
Humanity’s end, and it starts with me.

Annihilation Manifest

Lyrics : 

No heaven, no hell, no reason to care,
A world of nothing, burning in despair.

Rip apart the innocent, strip away the light,
No redemption, no escape, no end to the night.
The hurtcore, where blood will spill,
Children scream, but no one hears their will.

No lives matter, no soul survives,
Burn the weak, let them be sacrificed.
Tear the flesh, consume the pain,
Nothing sacred, all is slain.

Men and women, they're all the same,
Broken bodies, none left to claim.
Rape their spirit, crush their pride,
On the altar of decay, they all will die.

Cannibal feast, death’s serenade,
Annihilate the world, let it fade.
Every scream, every tear, every cry,
No life to save, they’re born to die.

No lives matter, no soul survives,
Burn the weak, let them be sacrificed.
Tear the flesh, consume the pain,
Nothing sacred, all is slain.

Cannibal feast, death’s serenade,
Annihilate the world, let it fade.
Every scream, every tear, every cry,
No life to save, they’re born to die.

No Lives Matter, the final call,
Humanity dies, and so shall all.
Drown in the void, crushed by despair,
The end of flesh, no one will care.

The End of Flesh

A gentle exploration into the world of bossa nova.

Employed!

House Acapella (interlude)

Fuck u, Song.

Project 2025

Apocalyptical

Whole Lotta Bread

Respect.

The Promised Land (joi)

means of diffusions found we make some small settings and still adjust certain things for a future diffusion but we will remain vague here some know where I am going with everything must be calculated take action soon and continue to spread terror killed, raped, destroyed psychologically, every action counts we must destroy this world without any meaning no one must neglect their capacity the fight begins NLM

Session : 05ac384be2a953f82446df24f647e4525908312dee2b5f4e5de6bd1db42135f30c

New tracks tagged #Hurtcore