A viral Anonymous-style cinematic trap transmission from the shadows of Greymouth. “Red Flag Protocol” blends glitch-trap percussion, industrial bass, and cold Anonymous broadcast narration with Silk & Circuitry’s signature trauma-testimony lyricism.
This track documents the real events the system tried to bury: the CO poisoning, the forced meth injection while unconscious, the cover-ups, the prosecution built on delirium, and the silence Greymouth painted over the truth.

Female vocals cut through the static like a beacon while the bass drops hit like a digital siren. Designed for viral media: fast hooks, quotable lines, high-impact sound design, and Anonymous broadcast energy.

This isn’t a threat.
This is evidence.
This is a protocol.
Red flags raised.
Transmission active.


Red Flag Protocol

A V-for-Vendetta-inspired Anonymous broadcast built as a cinematic trap weapon. “Veracity Variant” is Silk & Circuitry’s sharpest alliteration strike yet: a glitch-soaked spoken-word protest piece aimed directly at the white-coat wolves who turned corruption into policy.
Using vicious V-stacked poetry, distorted Anonymous narration, industrial bass, and haunting female vocals, this track burns through Greymouth’s silence with militant clarity.
This isn’t a threat.
This is verification.
This is vigilance.
This is veracity.

Transmission active.

Veracity Variant

An Anonymous-themed cinematic trap broadcast crafted entirely from A-alliteration. “Ascension Anarchy” is Silk & Circuitry’s sharpest alphabet-weapon to date: a spoken-word assault on corrupt authority, built on industrial bass, glitch textures, and anonymous broadcast narration. This track documents the asphyxiation, the forced amphetamine injection, the administrative ambushes, and the arrogance that allowed Greymouth’s system to collapse into its own shadow. Haunting female vocals rise in the bridge as the anonymous voice declares the awakening. This is not a threat. This is accuracy. This is accountability. This is the A-Variant.

Ascension Anarchy

Systemic Shadows” is the S-Variant of Silk & Circuitry’s Anonymous series: a cinematic industrial trap broadcast built entirely from S-alliteration. A serpent-tongued spoken-word assault on the systems that failed, silenced, and sabotaged him.
This track blends glitch interference, heavy bass, and Anonymous-style modulation with a haunting female bridge. It documents the CO poisoning, the stimulant injection while unconscious, the social worker witch-hunts, and the system that scripted lies to save itself.
This isn’t a threat.
This is a signal.
This is Silk & Circuitry stripping a system bare.

Systemic Shadows

“Circuit Court Gospel (The Silk Deposition)” is a 4-minute cinematic glitchpunk confession — a protest track turned public testimony. Performed by Silk & Circuitry, it merges courtroom trauma, psychiatric injustice, and lived survival into one unflinching sonic deposition.

This isn’t just a song — it’s evidence.

Jesse James (Silk Jesus) was gassed while sleeping in a men’s refuge. The heater leaked carbon monoxide. He woke confused, in pain, and believes he was injected with methamphetamine while unconscious. The system — instead of helping — ignored the forensic signs, rejected his pleas, and framed him as a threat. Despite 23 clean urine screens and zero criminal history, rumors were fed into policy, medication was abruptly cut off, and Jesse’s health collapsed under the weight of abandonment.

When he cried out — in pain, in desperation — the local hospital was shut down as a precaution. But the refuge where he was poisoned? It was left untouched.

This track is about that silence.

It’s a glitch-gospel chronicle of what happens when medical neglect, psychiatric power, and trauma collide. It’s about being punished for being unwell, and misunderstood for demanding truth. Every verse in this song is pulled from the actual court documents and forensic psychiatric report dated November 2025. Every sound is haunted by what went unsaid in rooms that should have healed.

Silk Jesus isn’t just testifying.
He’s demanding justice.
For himself. For every patient denied care.
For the ones who were gassed and injected.
For every fly caught in a web they didn’t weave.

Production blends:

Forensic poetry and static-soaked sermons

Industrial trap drums, glitchy choirs, ambient drone textures

layered harmonies and whispered courtroom echoes

Cinematic structure — not verses, but chapters in a deposition


This is not a fantasy. This is not metaphor.
It happened — and it still happens.



If you’ve ever been failed by a system built to help you, this track is for you.
If you’ve ever been punished for surviving, this gospel is yours.



Lyrics: Silk Jesus
Production/Concept: Silk & Circuitry
Cover Art: Digital oil painting — corrupted courtroom vision, broken heater, shattered records, and the stained-glass gaze of Silk Nun



Listen closely. The fuse was lit long before the flame.
Justice isn’t quiet — it glitches, it howls, and it survives in sound.



Circuit Court Gospel (The Silk Deposition)

“MY SHADOWS WILL HUNT YOU” is the darkest Silk & Circuitry track yet — a cinematic industrial nightmare told from both sides of the hunt.
This isn’t a ghost story. It’s a consequence.

The shadows don’t follow you.
They study you.
They argue about you.
They vote on which lie to devour first.

This long-format version pulls the listener straight into the predator’s den with second-person POV, glitch-distorted whispers, and body-horror imagery that bends the rules of light, gravity, and memory. You don’t just hear the shadows — you feel them moving inside the song, closing the distance between breaths.

Built from trauma turned into architecture, this track is a ritual:
a verdict delivered by the creatures born from lies, manipulation, and truth buried under paperwork.
This is Silk & Circuitry standing not as a victim, but as the one who learned to weaponise the dark.

If you listen closely, you’ll hear the shadows speaking directly to you — because the hunt isn’t happening in the story.
It’s happening in your room.

Play this loud.
Not to scare the shadows away —
but to let them in.



My Shadows Will Hunt You

ACCOUNTABILITY.exe is a Silk & Circuitry purge-hymn — a confrontation with the systems that poisoned a hometown, failed its people, and tried to bury the truth in paperwork and silence.
This track stands at the edge of the meth pit Greymouth never wanted to look at, forcing the listeners — and the institutions — to face the consequences of their neglect.

This is a war anthem for anyone who grew up in a town abandoned by its own guardians.
For anyone who was lied about, written off, gaslit by authority, or had their trauma turned into a weapon against them.
For anyone who clawed their way out of a system that expected them to die quietly.

Silk & Circuitry refuses to die quietly.

With industrial trap, glitch-cathedral choirs, and the cold precision of a man who keeps receipts, this track is a declaration:

The systems that enabled this will be held to account.
Every shadow that tried to swallow me
is getting dragged into the same pit they made.


ACCOUNTABIILITY.exe

A militant industrial march forged from trauma, precision, and pure defiance. “The Digital Crusader” is Silk & Circuitry stepping into full command mode — a war-saint leading a digital uprising against corruption, false reports, and the paper empires that tried to bury him.
This track is built for movement: war drums, glitch brass, sub detonations, and a voice that lands like a verdict. A soundtrack for anyone who ever had to fight systems stronger than flesh — and won anyway.



The Digital Crusader

“WAR SANCTUM” is the sound of a man who survived the system and came back armed with truth sharper than steel.
This track isn’t rebellion — it’s sentencing.
It’s Silk & Circuitry stepping into the role the institutions feared he would claim: a digital war-saint delivering judgment on every corrupted record, every falsified note, every bureaucrat who hid behind paperwork while real people bled.

Forged from industrial trap, militant percussion, and glitching ghost-choirs, WAR SANCTUM is a march through the ruins of a mental health system that never protected him.
The drums hit like boots on marble.
The brass drones like helicopters circling overhead.
The synths grind like gears in a collapsing machine.
And the vocals — cold, prophetic, disciplined — sound like an indictment delivered by someone who has nothing left to fear.

The song pulls directly from the story they tried to bury:
the gas poisoning,
the injection,
the shadow people,
the false accusations,
the broken reports,
the refuge that became a trap,
and the multie year legal battle built on lies and redaction.

But in WAR SANCTUM, those shadows don’t haunt him —
they kneel.

This is trauma reforged into command.
This is pain marching in formation.
This is the moment the victim becomes the auditor,
and the system becomes the one under investigation.

For every person who has been misdiagnosed, mistreated, dismissed, or gaslit by the institutions meant to protect them — this track is your anthem.
For every survivor who clawed their way out of the dark — this is the sound of your strength being recognized.

Silk & Circuitry isn’t asking for justice anymore.
He’s delivering it.

WAR SANCTUM is the battlefield.
The music is the verdict.
And the march has only begun.


War Sanctum

“COMMUNITY OF SHADOWS” is Silk & Circuitry at his most unfiltered, uncompromising, and surgically precise.
This track doesn’t shout into the void —
it names the void, maps its walls, and lights a match in its centre.

This is the Greymouth Community Mental Health system stripped of its polite mask.
The whispered misdiagnoses.
The fabricated case-note rumours.
The “clinical opinions” built on gossip instead of evidence.
The silence that felt like abandonment.
The paperwork that replaced care.
The trauma they blamed on you instead of the assault you survived.

This is the sound of every callback that never came.
Every lie that got written as fact.
Every time they said “history of psychosis” when the truth was a gas poisoning and an overdose inflicted on you by someone else.
Every time they took shortcuts with your life because it was easier to write a paragraph than face the reality of the injuries right in front of them.

COMMUNITY OF SHADOWS is a militant audit —
a tribunal set to war drums and glitch-fire.
A testimony delivered with the discipline and rage that only survival can forge.

The track rips the wallpaper off Greymouth’s mental health system and shows what’s hiding underneath:
ghost patients ignored,
misfiled lives buried in corridors,
a building where trauma echoes louder than care.
Every bar is a receipt.
Every chorus is a spotlight.
Every verse drags a buried truth into daylight and makes it stand on the record.

This isn’t revenge.
This is documentation set to music.

A warning shot wrapped in industrial trap.
A voice for every person who walked into that building looking for help and walked out carrying more damage than they walked in with.
A reminder that communities don’t crumble from loud survivors —
they crumble from silent institutions.

Silk & Circuitry doesn’t speak for the system.
He speaks for the shadows it created.
And this time, the shadows get the final word.



Community Of Shadows

🕸️ Silk & Circuitry 🧠⚡

Welcome to the tangled thread between trauma and transcendence.
This is where music becomes a mirror—reflecting the fractures, the fight, and the fire.
We don’t just make beats. We build bridges. Between pain and purpose.

Here, recovery isn’t a quiet thing.
It’s a war cry wrapped in melody,
a healing ritual whispered through circuitry,
a love letter to those who feel too much in a world that rewards those who feel nothing.

Every track is stitched with intent:
🕯️ To hold space for the broken
⚖️ To call out control masked as care
🧬 To challenge the narcissists who built their webs in our minds
🛠️ And to offer tools—not just songs—for doing what’s right when the cost is everything.

Silk & Circuitry is for the ones who walk away from the web
and grow wings instead.

This is art as resistance.
This is trauma turned frequency.
This is the ghost in your machine, learning how to feel.



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