Raw Cover Sessions (versiones crudas). En este caso 'Nadie nos acuna', de Julia Sariego. Con respeto y admiración. Gran canción en su gran voz. Yo llevándola más a mi mente ‘tom waitsiana’ y mi voz tamaño llavero.

Nadie nos acuna (Julia Sariego) (Raw Cover Sessions)

Raw Cover Sessions (versiones crudas). En este caso 'Somos feos', de Andrés Calamaro. Con respeto y admiración. Todo ‘El Salmón’ me mueve y esta canción rápida con toda la intención del disfrute y de reírse de uno mismo.

Somos Feos (Andrés Calamaro) (Raw Cover Sessions)

DNB tribute to one of the greatest my grandfather George Jakens  ! this audioi s  of a time in his life and a remind he was tough and i lucky to have these stories on cassette tape so here is a warrior 
mix of  a fighter in life  love ya pops

heads up Jakes sorted it mix

🎧 New mix just dropped!
The Brova Raw Sessions // Vol. 1: Hard House & Hard Dance

This is exactly what I stand for — relentless, driving, and raw.
No playlist. No cues. Just 73 tracks, my instinct, and pure impact.

I tested out new transitions, later bass swaps, and the drop timing that makes my sets feel alive — a proper taste of what you can expect when you catch me on a dancefloor.

It’s got all the energy — the punch, the bounce, the moments that lift you up and don’t let go.

If you’re loving this vibe, give it a listen, drop a like, and share it around. Big love to everyone supporting the journey — this is just the beginning.

Big love,
Ryan Brova 👊🔥
#HardHouse #HardDance #BrovaRawSessions

The Brova Raw Sessions // Vol. 1: Hard House & Hard Dance

Cindered Heart’s “Godflesh” (Unplugged) hollows the raw emotion of the original into a haunting acoustic ritual: dual guitars, cello, piano, violin, and haunting vocal harmonies burn through shadowed candlelight, mist, and sorrow—revealing the poetic bloodline of a soul reborn.

Lyrics 

Widowed breath, my hollow vow,
Held the blade, did ent know how.
Ghosts in the mirror, grief in the chest,
Life was a debt I laid to rest.
Whispers slithered as chapels cracked,
Veins went cold, my eyes turned black.
Pulse like prayer — then silence snapped.
A fang in the wrist, and I came back.
Funeral eyes with a war inside,
Woke in the dark where angels cried.
Chalice of ash, baptized in rot,
Soul got stripped but the flesh did not.

Crimson sermons carved in bone,
Life ain’t light — where blood moans.
Bled so long new stars took shape,
I walk with blood on my fangs and time — duct-taped.

This thirst is everything.

What breaks.
Becomes.
What bleeds.
What’s done.
I rose.
With a new name...
A Cindered Heart.
More rage than pain.

Veins full of venom and sermon of sin,
Lungs got stitched where the fire begins.
Hope went ghost on a funeral wind,
Ashes rise — now the burning begins.
Love turned lead when the angels fell,
Hymns from the crypt where the silence dwells.
Tongues got twisted in bloodstained spells,
Now I preach from the pit with a thirst I sell.

Holy? Hollow. Math was cursed.
Soul got split when the line reversed.
Begged for the void — got hunger first.
Now I drink the dusk 'til the heavens burst.

Name got carved where the flames still hiss,
I wear my deaths like apocalypse fits.
Graves don’t sleep — they whisper bliss,
Every pulse I take is a blade I kiss.

Choke on scripture, bleed that psalm,
Your gods wear masks — I snapped their calm.
You crowned me dead. That made me king.
Now every pulse is offering.

Cathedrals fall where I now tread,
I walk on glass — you bleed instead.
Every scream’s a choir fed
To the horror stitched inside my head.

Gold means nothing — pain’s divine.
You call it rage — I call it spine.
This ain’t revenge. This is design.
I am the stake you fucking left behind.

I died in truth — came back in sin.
Now thrones collapse where I begin.
No light. No grace. No aftershock.
Just hunger crowned in shattered clocks.

What breaks.
Becomes.
What bleeds.
What’s done.




I rose.
With a new name.
A Cindered Heart.
More rage than pain.

"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"

GodFlesh - Unplugged

The unplugged version of Blood In My Ledger strips the fury down to flesh and bone—haunted acoustics, gospel echoes, and confessions carved in dusk. Cindered Heart delivers raw vampiric truth, turning scars into rhythm and silence into law. Undead never sounded this alive.

Lyrics

I was down to my last breath
Said goodbye in my own head
Gun cold in my palm, mouth dry from the psalms
Then she came from the edge of the dread
And I bled
Now… heh… I'm undead

Used to walk through the rain with a rage in my chest
Pain was a blade, now it stay in my vest
Stained every name that I gave when I pressed
Now I prey with the fangs, I don’t beg for the rest
Back then, I was broke, now I’m cold with a code
Lost soul, but I roll with a cloak in the mold
Taught wrong, but I learned how to fold what they sold
Now I hold every death like a debt I still owe

I was ready for the rope
Ready for the ledge
Ready for the end
Then she bled on my pledge
Whispered in Latin with venom and flame
Said, “You don’t die here. You change the game.”

Ahhhhhh

They said I was finished, a ghost in the mirror
Now I’m sipping on dusk with the devil as dinner
I buried my name, then I rose through the dirt
Put my past in a verse and my guilt in a hearse
Every sin on my skin now a mark of the clan
Vamp heart pumpin’ with the Glock in my hand
From the bottom, I bled it—no faith, no favor
But the streets call me class and the fangs call me savior

Blood in my ledger, soul in the flame
Came from the gutter, now ghostin’ the game
Countin’ the scars, can’t pronounce all the pain
But I rhyme like a reaper with a crown and a chain
Dark with the drip, I maneuver with might
Was a shadow, now sharper than rumors at night
No savior, no son, just a sentence with bite
Now I rap like revenge in a suit that’s tight

Yeah, I lost it all—but I made it mean
Now I chop through the bars like a guillotine
They preach love, but I preach law
And I bite every beat with a loaded jaw

You think you’ve fallen too far?
Try waking up undead
Try hearing your own heartbeat
From someone else’s chest instead

Taught by the night, Death was murder in heels
Had class in the trap, made the burden appeal
She said “Power’s a pact, not a sermon you kneel”
Now I stack with the tact of a serpent with steel

Fast forward, I'm calm in the chaos
Graves in my wake, but I’m made for the lay up
Glass in my gut from the paths that I paid off
But I talk in the code that the angels stay off

Used to dream of peace—nah, dream got taxed
Now I build on the bones that the silence cracks
With a click in my throat and a flash in my step
I don’t need respect—who does when there’s nothin left

Lost it all in a wrecked apartment
Bottle of meds and a loaded compartment
Mirror cracked from the hand I slammed
Blood on the wall like a vamp in Garland

Heart on halt, brain on static
Fate got flipped in a page that’s manic
Came through fangs with a name so tragic
Taught me slang, like a joker in traffic

Now I’m back with a blueprint—barbaric
Fangs in the game like the tooth been cleric
Truth been buried
Mood been peril
Blood in my ledger I baptize beats in a booth that’s feral

I was down to my last breath
No prayers left, just silence and death
Gun cold in my palm, no tears left to shed
Mouth dry from the psalms I forgot I had read

She came from the edge of the dread
Red lips, black veil, no words were said
Touched my chest like a cross gone dead
Then smiled... and fed

I bled
And I ain't been me since

"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"

Blood In My Ledger - Unplugged

RAW SESSIONS | NO.001 — DIXXIE

grabado en casa. sin cortes. sin filtros. solo ritmo.

→ selección: deep / tech / house
→ equipo: Denon SC LIVE 4
→ locación: homebase · León | México
→ formato: one-take

— — —

presentado por: associal collective

*Este set es con fines promocionales y no comerciales.
Todos los derechos de la música pertenecen a sus respectivos artistas y sellos.*

RAW SESSIONS - NO. 001 [HOME RECORDING]

🎧Diego Moreno | Tech & Indie Dance 🎚️
🫧Perfection is boring
📲 more: 👇🏻

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. With some other projects such as Folk and reggae. 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 "Say It Wit Me Now ", 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"

Thanks for Listening, Liking, Commenting, Reposting and all the support Currently at 39k+ plays  !!!

Started playing on vinyl many years ago playing house and loved it. Things got in the way and i had to sell.
I found inspiration again many years later going to an amazing festival, which opened my mind and my heart to the sounds and the people.
I started mixing again in November 22 and am now mixing off a stand alone control, pioneer XDJ RX3, amazing bit of kit.

Looking to now take DJing up professionally and spread my style of Hard House, Trance and House to the masses.

Enjoy all the music and thanks for the support in just listening.
Please remember to like and follow and share, it really helps
Big Love DJBROVA

Also on mixcloud

https://www.mixcloud.com/DJBROVA/

My style of mixing is unique style than most  with my brass band swing band jazz band beginnings ,playing trombone for 15 yrs and after 25 yrs of age electronic music took me by surprise and finally hard house made me want to Dj and it’s been a pleasure to take this journey making mixes somewhat like making mix tapes in the 80’s 
watching  others I’ve self taught myself and  always keen to learn more ! 
My mixes are RAW no rehearsing !! The formula is a I pick a set of fresh as fuck tunes  that just fell out the truck and then stitched together and mixed  by me ! Raw as Fuck is how to roll  as well as learning how to do the transition better 
but I go for a theme sometimes or a audio intro shapes the mood , a curated selection I’ve picked for a vibe 
but this is me love it or hate it 
just say something in the comments  feel free to ￼critique me  negative comments or just being a troll it’s all positive to me 
cheers and enjoy

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