Beneath the veil of crimson skies,
The shadows move, their whispers rise.
Electric rhythms twist and writhe,
The cursed begin their deadly dive.

Through pounding beats, their power flows,
In firelight, the hidden glows.
The drums are gone; the kicks remain,
A shadow’s waltz in endless chains.

“They rise from ash, their rhythm commands,
Through shadowed paths and cursed lands.”

Dance of the shadows, bound by the night,
A waltz of despair in flickering light.
No escape, their steps consume,
An endless rhythm in the fire’s bloom.

“A hymn of shadows, a wicked trance,
Your soul dissolves within their dance.”

“Through endless night, the spirits sing,
A melody of suffering.”

Bound by fire, chained by light,
The shadows rule this cursed night.

Dance of the shadows, bound by the night,
A waltz of despair in flickering light.
No escape, their steps consume,
An endless rhythm in the fire’s bloom.

“Rise, shadow, claim the night,
Their steps command, an endless blight.”

Dance of the Shadows | ALBUM

Tick, tick, tick — your flesh turns sour,
Each second’s bite, a fucking devour.
Spit on gods, they crawl in shit,
Time’s broken teeth shred every wit.

One second left — bow and choke!
The gears of death grind bone to smoke.
Rot and decay, your worthless breath,
Time’s no bitch — she’s the fist of death!

Clockwork guts drip filth and bile,
Your corpse will burn on time’s dead dial.
[Tick-tick-tock, the end is near…]
Skinned alive, each second slays,
You’ll fucking beg as life decays.

The clock’s hands are razors,
Slashing through flesh, through lies, through prayers.
Tick-tick-tock… You’re the meat.
Time eats all.

One second left — bow and choke!
The gears of death grind bone to smoke.
Rot and decay, your worthless breath,
Time’s no bitch — she’s the fist of death!

Tick, tock, tick, tock — DIE!
Eat the dirt, suck the grime!

One…
Second…
Gone.

Rotting Clockwork | ALBUM

The wires hum, the skies ignite,
A shadow war born in endless night.
Kosmos waits, the blade concealed,
One strike away from a broken shield.

Novichok whispers through forgotten screams,
A world unmade by unseen schemes.
Their chaos thrives where weakness bleeds,
A thousand fronts, a million seeds.

Lines in the haze, but we see them burn,
A warning etched where no one returns.

We hold the red lines, forged in fire,
Against the void, against their ire.
From shadows rising, we take our stand,
Smoke and steel in a fractured land.

They poison the air, they haunt the grid,
Their fingerprints on all we did.
From Salisbury streets to a digital void,
Their chaos builds, but it won’t avoid.

Kosmos looms, a silent thief,
Tearing truth from belief.
They push the lines, but they’ll find our wall—
One step too far, and they’ll see it all.

We hold the red lines, forged in fire,
Against the void, against their ire.
From shadows rising, we take our stand,
Smoke and steel in a fractured land.

Silent wars with screaming skies,
Their chaos burns, their empire lies.
We draw the line, the stars won’t fall—
Steel defends, and we answer the call.

We hold the red lines, forged in fire,
Against the void, against their ire.
No shadows break us, no stars collapse,
Smoke and steel—we strike back.

Their chaos fades, our resolve revealed,
Smoke and steel—the battlefield sealed.

Red lines of war | ALBUM

Steel treads devour the ground, my heart pounding in my chest
Rolling into chaos, no time for fear or rest
We’re all afraid to die, but in this furnace of war
Survival is all that matters, so I crush what came before

I feel no shame inside, no guilt to stain my soul
This world’s corrupt and vile, we’re just beasts lost in the cold

I tear across the battlefield, shielded in iron skin
No thoughts of home or mercy—only bloodshed draws me in
Time stands still in madness, but I swear I’ll make it through
When the guns fall silent, the bitter truth will brew

I’m numb to all the carnage, the screams fade in the smoke
No conscience left to plague me, all empathy revoked
The beast in me awakened, devouring each command
A soldier of destruction, swallowing the damned

Survival’s all we know, we take what we can find
The stench of war is choking, but we’ve left our past behind

I tear across the battlefield, shielded in iron skin
No thoughts of home or mercy—only bloodshed draws me in
Time stands still in madness, but I swear I’ll make it through
When the guns fall silent, the bitter truth will brew

Will I ever see the ones I left behind?
In the violence, reason dies—hope is hard to find
Yet something in me whispers that this might end someday
But I’ll never be the same once my soul has gone astray

Death roars in every breath, shadows claw at the sky
No turning back from horror, only more will die
Numbed to terror’s voice, forging forward without peace
Bound by war’s corruption, chained to its release

I tear across the battlefield, shielded in iron skin
No thoughts of home or mercy—only bloodshed draws me in
Time stands still in madness, I pray I’ll make it through
When the smoke has cleared at last, the bitter truth is due

Nothing will be like before, no innocence remains
A mind forever stained by war, baptized in its flames
A twisted path of violence that echoes from the past
In the end, we’re all just beasts—our humanity won’t last

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Tank of Corruption | ALBUM

Music-video: https://youtu.be/567LuWlMqMU?si=vY8L4_-txi9RimAG

You’ve heard the notes—they’re etched in your veins
A melody of terror that twists and remains
This isn’t just music, it’s a mark on your soul
A curse bound in sound, devouring you whole

Every second ticks, the shadows creep near
A phone will ring—it’s your greatest fear
Obey the command or face the abyss
The clock is ticking; don’t gamble with this

Repost, like, and deny the spell
Comment “Deny Hell” to break the shell
Three must hear, three must comply
Or your soul will burn as you slowly die

You carry the weight of the curse inside
With every breath, there’s nowhere to hide
This is no myth, no empty threat
The longer you wait, the deeper your debt

Three others must hear, feel the fear you hold
Let the sound ensnare them, the cycle unfold
The curse will lift, but not for free
Spread the warning, or you’ll never be free

Repost, like, and deny the spell
Comment “Deny Hell” to break the shell
Three must hear, three must comply
Or your soul will burn as you slowly die

The phone will ring, your pulse will race
A voice will call from a cursed place
You must obey, or the price is steep
Spread the terror, or forever sleep

Feel the pressure, the weight of doom
It grows with each second, sealing your tomb
Don’t hesitate, don’t try to deny
The reaper is watching—don’t let yourself die

Repost, like, and deny the spell
Comment “Deny Hell” to break the shell
Three must hear, three must comply
Or your soul will burn as you slowly die

The curse is watching, your fate is near
Three must answer, or disappear
Repost my words, or let the curse dwell
The time is now… will you “Deny Hell?”

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Seven Days of Dread

"Kiwi" is a high-energy trance anthem blending emotional vocals, uplifting piano melodies, and a powerful, hard-hitting drop. This track takes you on a journey—starting with dreamy atmospheres, building up with euphoric tension, and exploding into a massive drop designed for dancefloors and festival stages.

Kiwi

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