A little Britney for you-- i played this at the Burn

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Toxic Slaves

dj trauma.mp3 ̸/̸̅̅ ̆̅ ̅̅ ̅̅  °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*: [PROD. SLAVE x FAT CHRIST]

я в натуре ебнутый, ща снова с этой сукой,
она ободрала колени пока молилась богу (мне)
шалава умерла мне было грустно - вкинул перкосет
ёбнул чела на улице - это был твой дед
нахуй все тусовки клубы, я ухожу на покой
как ты еще не поняла - твой паренёк голубой,
свага, свага, свага, свага - сука завали ебало,
как тебя носит земля бля я не понимаю ;(
нахуй boombap,
я люблю когда кровь из ушей ебашит
от басов и шума, я же не баба
чтобы тащиться по любовным строчкам ск репера по типу "ну мы ща в падике курим сигареты".

blindterror

(припев 4x)
нахуй boombap,
я люблю когда кровь из ушей ебашит
от басов и шума, я же не баба
чтобы тащиться по любовным строчкам ск репера по типу, "ну мы ща в падике курим сигареты"

blindterror

HAXYNxB00MBAP

моя музыка хуйня?
чел
shut up and die
твоя сука копия кристины голден баттерфляй
моя музыка хуйня?
чел
shut up and die
я создан чтобы ненавидеть твои черты лица
моя музыка хуйня?
чел
shut up and die
я сегодня добрый поэтому
shut up and bye
моя музыка хуйня?
чел
shut up and
ради своего признания пойду по головам
\
пойду по головам сука не жалея лица
я сегодня пьян и до меня не дозвониться
святая водица, пиво, виски и !!!
это мой лайвстайл тебе надо перекреститься
я на кладбище самый модный из усопших
своим видом сбиваю нахуй я с ног прохожих
\
моя музыка хуйня?
чел
shut up and die
твоя сука копия кристины голден баттерфляй
моя музыка хуйня?
чел
shut up and die
я создан чтобы ненавидеть твои черты лица
моя музыка хуйня?
чел
shut up and die
я сегодня добрый поэтому
shut up and bye
моя музыка хуйня?
чел
shut up and
ради своего признания пойду по головам

SHTUP

shmuck

Philemon's slave stole money and ran away, got saved, but came back to reconcile.

Philemon pt1 - Put It On My Bill

Philemon pt2 - Put It On My Bill

Emily makes me wanna commit suicide

Still we brave

[Lyrics]

Four men brag around a dying fire,
feeding ghosts to their own desire.
“One time, I dropped a bear with my hands.”
“I lived with beauties in foreign lands.”
“I was the mind beside the king.”
“I owned a golden palace, everything.”
Their voices swell like they’re born to rule—
steel on their ankles quietly laughs at these fools.

The door is cracked, the sky is real,
but you kneel to the whip and call it a deal.


Withered limbs, corrupted minds,
no will for freedom, no battle lines.
You’d rather rot than break the frame,
a slave of comfort, loyal to the game.
No urge to rise, no fists to raise—
you die on your knees while singing your praise.



Four slaves whisper in the factory night,
hands like weapons, eyes sharp as light.
“I was the strongest fighter in the land.”
“I am the thief—no lock withstands my hand.”
“I see everything; nothing gets by me.”
“And with us four, we could all get free.”
The last one speaks like a spark in the dark,
three of them laugh and go out with the spark:
“Tomorrow’s work is a mountain high—
we’ll dream of escape, but we won’t try.”

The door is cracked, the sky is real,
but you kneel to the whip and call it a deal.


Withered limbs, corrupted minds,
no will for freedom, no battle lines.
You’d rather rot than break the frame,
a slave of comfort, loyal to the game.
No urge to rise, no fists to raise—
you die on your knees while singing your praise.



You clutch the past like a sacred brand,
“Since I was broken, they should be too,” you demand.
You call it “tough love,” call it “the way”—
it’s just your pain you’re passing away.
To freeze the world where you were bruised,
is spitting on lives you haven’t yet used.
Refusing change, you chain the dawn—
and stab tomorrow while you carry on.

The door is cracked, the sky is real,
but you kneel to the whip and call it a deal.


Withered limbs, corrupted minds,
no will for freedom, no battle lines.
You’d rather rot than break the frame,
a slave of comfort, loyal to the game.
No urge to rise, no fists to raise—
you die on your knees while singing your praise.



Your chains aren’t trophies, your legends are dust,
no glory survives if it blooms out of rust.
Past-life stories in a rented cage—
there’s nothing to boast in a rigged-out stage.
Inside this system, every “win” is a lie;
you farm fake honor and forget how to defy.


So shatter the game, let the rules cave in,
carve your own law in your bone and skin.
No need for masters, no thrones, no kings—
burn down the script, rewrite everything.

Only will is sacred—everything else is chain.
Never praise your shackles,
never glorify your pain.

Slave of Freedom

Kapitalgott - Schufte Sklave schufte

Out now on Animarum Recordings: “Slave” by Patrick Scuro & Sine2 Patrick Scuro teams up with Sine2 for their first collaboration — and Sine2’s debut on Animarum. “Slave” is a powerful mainstage techno cut blending acid pressure, trance-influenced breaks, and an addictive vocal hook: “I’m a slave for the music, I’m a slave for the groove, I’m a slave for the acid.” Pure euphoria, pure drive — a track built for the peak hours. Techno for your Soul | #soultechno

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Out now auf Animarum Recordings: „Slave“ von Patrick Scuro & Sine2.
Ich habe mich für diese erste Zusammenarbeit mit Sine2 zusammengetan — gleichzeitig ihr Debüt auf Animarum. „Slave“ ist ein kraftvoller Mainstage-Techno-Track, der Acid-Druck, trancebeeinflusste Breaks und einen einprägsamen Vocal-Hook kombiniert:
„I’m a slave for the music, I’m a slave for the groove, I’m a slave for the acid.“
Reine Euphorie, klarer Drive, gebaut für die Peak-Time.

Techno for your Soul | #soultechno

Slave

skel cover again srry i cant make lyrics rn

useless fucking holiday nobody likes this shit unless theyre getting fucking laid

Contestant in Eesti Laul 2026, to represent Estonia in Eurovision 2026.

Listen here:
https://onerpm.link/819201323046

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LYRICS
You could tear me apart any minute
if you only wanted to
Blue rays, the sky is the limit
I'm a fool for your loving
Come and wash the pain away
Fill my soul with your MDMA
Give love to my lonely days

Cause you're just like the blood beneath my skin
All of the things that you do make me, ooooh
a slave to you
And if it all comes to an end, I wanna die
Please, baby please don't every let me go, ooooh
I'm a slave to you

Just say it and I'll drink the poison
Whatever you say, whatever you say
They called the cops cause of the noise and
we hold back the laugh as we run away
I need you so bad it hurts
and every day it gets a little worse
It's the little things I love the most

Cause you're just like the blood beneath my skin
All of the things that you do make me, ooooh
a slave to you
And if it all comes to an end, I wanna die
Please, baby please don't every let me go, ooooh
I'm a slave to you

You make me feel like a butterfly, baby
So tender, you could easily break me
Dangerous, you're a dangerous lady
I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy

Break me
Cause you're just like the blood beneath my skin
All of the things that you do make me, ooooh
Cause you're just like the blood beneath my skin
All of the things that you do make me, ooooh
a slave to you
And if it all comes to an end, I wanna die
Please, baby please don't every let me go, ooooh
I'm a slave to you

I'm a slave
Don't let me go
A slave to you
You make me feel like a butterfly, baby
So tender, you could easily break me

__________________________________
Title: Slave
Artist: OLLIE
Genre: Alternative Rock
Contact: mareli@ollieofficial.com

#slave #ollie #eestilaul2026 #alternativerock 

OLLIE performing Slave. © 2025 Oliver Mazurtšak

Willkommen bei FantasticMaxwell -Content-Creator.
Auf SoundCloud teile ich intuitive Ideen und kreative Gedanken.
Authentisch, direkt und ohne Umwege.
Hört rein und entdeckt meinen Sound. 🎧
Habt Spaß an individuellem Content! :)

All songs are released into the public domain. 
Please feel free to download them.
No need to credit me, and you're even free to sell it if you like.
Hmm, but if you like it, I would love for you to help infected&spread my songs!
Link Free.  feel free to expose it anywhere you like.

I am a bacterium with mycolic acid on its surface.
I will damage your lungs.
And..... Smash commercialism.

Max Yoshio, (maxyoshiocomposer@gmail.com)

Max Yoshio is the composer behind NORA, 3020 — an ongoing archaeological music project that documents real and projected events from the year 2000 onward. Each release is presented as a recovered audio artifact from the 20st century

Techno DJ & Producer based in Berlin
Booking: info@patrickscuro.de

Patrick Scuro is a Berlin-based DJ & producer pushing the boundaries of techno – from 120 to 160 BPM. His sound blends emotion and power, always aiming to touch souls & move bodies. 

With a wide sonic range — from melodic to peak-time, from bouncy to hard  — every set becomes a journey through intensity and feeling.

100% independent. Founder of @animarumrec 
Charted & played worldwide.

Music first. Genre second.
Feel the soul. Embrace the spectrum. Dance harder.

#technoforyoursoul #soultechno

The bible teaching ministry of Pastor Ray Jensen at Calvary Chapel Set For Life of Alvin, Texas.

Animarum Recordings + Black
Music that touches the soul – and ignites the dancefloor.

Founded by Patrick Scuro, Animarum is an independent label driven by emotion, power, and precision. We believe that great electronic music should move both heart and body – combining deep feeling with undeniable club energy.

Our sound spans a wide spectrum:
Techno (Peak Time / Driving), Tech House, Melodic Techno, Hard Dance, Hard Techno, Neo Rave, Trance, Bounce, Psy-Trance & Mainstage.

We work with artists who bring character, creativity, and a vision to their sound – from underground talents to established names.

Label Head: @patrickscuro
A&R: Elmo & Felix

Demo submissions (SoundCloud private links only – no downloads):
📩 demo.animarum@gmail.com
📩 elmo.animarum@gmail.com

est. 2021

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