Wolvervibe delves into the raw and vulnerable depths of self-confrontation with 'Shattered Reflections.' This powerful rock track, fueled by soaring vocals and intense instrumentation reminiscent of Alter Bridge, explores the struggle of facing one's flaws and the fragile hope found in self-acceptance. The heavy guitars and emotive melodies create a cathartic journey through inner turmoil towards a glimmer of healing.

Shattered Reflections.

“Shattered Reflections” is Goblyn’s confrontation with himself — raw, fractured, and unfiltered. The beat stutters like broken glass trying to piece itself back together, glitchy and ghosted with echoes of who he used to be. Each verse dives into a different version of the man behind the mask — the sinner, the survivor, the monster, the memory.

Lyrically, it’s Goblyn in the mirror, surrounded by the voices of his past, trying to figure out which one is real — and which ones never left. This track isn’t about redemption — it’s about recognition. The hook is a twisted mantra, a cry from the broken pieces still clinging to the frame.

Dark, hypnotic, and emotionally raw, “Shattered Reflections” is the sound of self-destruction turned into self-awareness.

Lyrics: 

[Intro – Distorted whispers, echoing like voices in his head]

Crack... crack...
Who the fuck is that starin’ back?
Pieces of me all talk at once,
None of ‘em real, all of ‘em fronts.

[Verse 1]

I see my face split in seven lies,
Every shard cut deep where truth dies.
One’s the killer, one’s the king,
One’s the kid who ain’t feel a thing.

Mirror bleedin’, can’t tell what’s mine,
Each piece got a past that crossed the line.
One reflection smirks, another one cries,
And one still prays though his god done died.

[Chorus – Layered, glitchy echo]

🪞
Shattered reflections, I’m talkin’ to ghosts,
Every piece of me hate the others the most.
Lookin’ for truth in a fucked-up view,
Seven dead faces, which one’s true?

Shattered reflections, I’m losin’ control,
Mirror crackin’ like my goddamn soul.
If I could fix it, would I even try?
Maybe I’m meant to break till the day I die.

[Verse 2]

Voices overlap — static in my brain,
Can’t mute the pain, can’t wash the stain.
Each version of me pointin’ blame,
All of ’em wearin’ my fuckin’ name.

Glass rain fallin’, cuts to the bone,
Talk to myself, but I’m never alone.
See my past laugh in the corner light,
“King of nothin’, sleep tight tonight.”

[Bridge – Haunting, low-passed vocals with glitch effects]

Every crack’s a memory I can’t erase,
Every line drawn deep on my face.
If I smash it all, will I set me free?
Or just bleed out the rest of me?

[Chorus – Stronger, layered with distorted screams]

🪞
Shattered reflections, I’m talkin’ to ghosts,
Every piece of me hate the others the most.
Lookin’ for truth in a fucked-up view,
Seven dead faces, which one’s true?

Shattered reflections, I’m losin’ control,
Mirror crackin’ like my goddamn soul.
If I could fix it, would I even try?
Maybe I’m meant to break till the day I die.

[Outro – Beat fades into static and broken glass sounds]

Yeah...
Guess I ain’t broken — I’m just pieces.
And maybe that’s all I ever been.

Shattered Reflections

I don’t make music to be famous. I make it so I don’t lose my fuckin’ mind.
Every verse I drop is a piece of me I’m tryin’ to bury — or resurrect. I wear this cracked mask ‘cause I ain’t tryna show the world my face… I’m showin’ it my scars.

I’ve been stalked by my own thoughts since I was a kid — insomnia, rage, regret, voices that don’t shut up. So I put ‘em on beats. I don’t spit for the crowd. I spit for the shadows. My sound? Dark club trap dipped in paranoia, smeared with melody and madness.

Sometimes I sing. Sometimes I scream. Sometimes I don’t say a word — just let the silence talk for me.
Call me Goblyn. Just don’t turn the lights off.

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