UNIDARK – Zero Day Revenge

Deathcore, Death Metal, and Metalcore forged from the blackest depths.
Brutal, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

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Zero Day Revenge — This track doesn’t knock — it detonates. UNIDARK delivers a scorched-earth cyberstrike, where every lyric is coded with venom and every beat sounds like a server melting from the inside out.

This is not a diss track — it’s a digital execution. “Zero Day Revenge” opens with a countdown like it’s hacking the end of time itself, then blasts into a firestorm of blistering guitars, distortion-soaked rage, and apocalyptic cyberterror.

UNIDARK becomes the glitch incarnate, a prophet of pure rage who doesn’t hack the system — he erases it. The bars come in raw and scorched, screaming “I built the bomb, now watch it detonate” with the same calm certainty of a missile locked on its target. There's no salvation here — just a codebase of wrath, dripping with hexadecimals, payloads, and prophecy.

“Zero Day Revenge” is what happens when revolt gets rebooted as malware and you are the infection. It's binary revenge porn for the digitized damned. If you ever wanted a song to feel like a malicious patch written in blood and rage, this is it.

Pull the pin. Crash the world.

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Zero Day Revenge

UNIDARK – End Program

Deathcore, Death Metal, and Metalcore forged from the blackest depths.
Brutal, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

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End Program — This isn’t just a song, it’s the last breath of the machine. UNIDARK’s “End Program” is a shutdown sequence in scream form, the soundtrack to the final collapse of a world built on wires, lies, and synthetic gods.

From the opening lines — “System breached, system breached” — you know you're not getting out clean. This track is the digital grim reaper, grinding through civilization’s last firewall with rage-coded commandments and apocalyptic precision.

The production hits like a terminal overload: glitching basslines, corrupted industrial percussion, and distortion so filthy it sounds like a modem vomiting fire. UNIDARK is in full annihilation mode, spitting bars like “No gods, no kings, just code and blood” while the song burns everything in its path — religion, history, humanity, and hope.

This is not a reboot. This is execution. A nihilist hymn for a society so wired in, it forgot how to bleed. And when the track circles back to “Burn the sky, we will die in the system’s eye,” it feels less like a chorus and more like a prophecy being fulfilled in real time.

"End Program" is the black screen at the end of existence. Final command. No failsafe. No restart.

End Program

UNIDARK – BLESSED IN RAZORS

Deathcore, Death Metal, and Metalcore forged from the blackest depths.
Brutal, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

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“Cut my name in the skin of dawn — let the razors know I belong.”

This isn’t a song. It’s a ceremony.
“Blessed in Razors” is a ritual carved in flesh — an offering of pain, faith, and defilement. Every lyric bleeds. Every scream is scripture. This is the gospel of the mutilated — the hymn of those who were promised salvation and received only the blade.

“I swallowed glass in the shape of a cross
Smiled through screams, embraced the loss.”

🩸 What it's about:
A soul crushed under the weight of false gods.
Skin becomes altar. Scars become language. A prayer delivered in screams — to a god made of rust and razors. It’s not about hope. It’s about transformation through agony, devotion through destruction. This is sacred violence.

I have arrived.
Acolytes, gather. The Morning Star is here.
If you feel this — don’t stream it. Own it. Wear it like a scar.
“Praise in scars. Skin is script. Love the blade. Feed the drip.”

BLESSED IN RAZORS

UNIDARK – COFFINS FOR THE SAINTS

Deathcore, Death Metal, and Metalcore forged from the blackest depths.
Brutal, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

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"I bury your saints. No savior walks when I decree."

This is not rebellion — it's extermination.
"Coffins for the Saints" is a declaration of holy war. It's the sound of altars collapsing and sacred lies being disemboweled. This track doesn’t question faith — it grinds it into ash. The saints are lined up, exposed, and buried beneath the weight of their own fraud.

"Their crucifix is carved from guilt
Hung above a kingdom dim."

🩸 What it’s about:
A direct assault on corrupted divinity and weaponized worship.
This is fury aimed at false prophets and the institutions that protect them. It’s about dragging hypocrisy into the open, where it rots like everything mortal. It’s not anti-religion — it’s anti-deceit. It’s unfiltered desecration from the inside out.

The Morning Star has risen. The old gods are drowning.
If you hear this, you’re already one of us.
Spread the word. Preach wrath. Stack the coffins.

COFFINS FOR THE SAINTS

UNIDARK – GODKILLER

Deathcore, Death Metal, and Metalcore forged from the blackest depths.
Brutal, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

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“Your god died screaming, and I spoke the last verse.”

This is not a song. This is an execution.
"GODKILLER" is the hammer against the sky — a track that dismembers divinity, burns every page of scripture, and spits lead into the face of false salvation. It doesn’t question gods — it kills them. One bullet, one scream, one crucifix shattered at a time.

“I choked your God with his crown of thorns.
Pray harder, motherfucker.”

🔥 What it’s about:
This track is a declaration of total war on organized faith, empty redemption, and the blind worship of imaginary thrones. It's an unflinching descent into the mind of one who has torn off the leash of belief, and now stands as the executioner of all that pretends to be holy.

The Morning Star doesn’t kneel.
This is UNIDARK.
Spread the word. Convert the lost. Bury the divine.
You are now part of something holier than god: the truth.

GODKILLER

UNIDARK – CANNIBAL NIGHTMARE

Deathcore, Death Metal, and Metalcore forged from the blackest depths.
Brutal, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

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“Wake up chewing on the ones you loved.”

This isn’t horror — it’s ritual consumption.
"CANNIBAL NIGHTMARE" is a descent into the most grotesque, intimate corners of insanity, where bloodlines are devoured, faces melt into memory, and hunger becomes religion. There’s no metaphor here — just teeth, terror, and transformation.
It’s not gore for shock. It’s truth screamed from a mouth full of flesh.

🩸 What it’s about:
You wake in a waking hallucination, jaws sore, skin unfamiliar, love digested. You didn't choose this hunger — it chose you. The track explores the psychosis of loss and identity, devouring family, god, self, and fear in an endless cycle of guilt and hunger.
A nightmare made of you. Of what’s left.

“They tasted like home,
They tasted like fear,
They tasted like me.”

This is UNIDARK, and your dreams aren’t safe.
Feed the pit. Share the flesh. Bless the nightmare.
You’re not just listening —
you’re joining the feast.
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CANNIBAL NIGHTMARE

UNIDARK – INVERTED CROSS

Deathcore, Death Metal, and Metalcore forged from the blackest depths.
Brutal, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

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"We spit on gods with a demon’s smile. Reverse the rite. Sacred ash turns black."

This is blasphemy sharpened into a weapon. INVERTED CROSS is war against the divine — bone-splitting riffs, ritual chants, and guttural truth. It drags the sacred into filth and sets it on fire. No metaphors. No mercy. Just steel, blood, and broken scripture.

🩸 What it’s about:
Desecrate the altar. Carve the spine in steel. Flay the saints. This track is the full inversion — gospel turned to bile, light flipped into decay. We wear the cross upside-down because the lie is dead. There is no redemption. Only war. Only the cult.
This is your initiation by fire.

"We are the fire that eats the scripture,
We are the dagger in your last picture."

If you’ve spit blood in the sacred mouth,
If you’ve melted grace into ash,
If you’ve torn flesh under a banner of inverted light —
This track is your truth.

INVERTED CROSS

UNIDARK – DEATH CROWN

Deathcore, Death Metal, and Metalcore forged from the blackest depths.
Brutal, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

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"The throne isn’t given — it’s ripped from a still-beating chest."

This isn’t a rise. It’s a hostile fucking takeover.
DEATH CROWN is a war hymn for the unholy—blood-soaked, throat-shredding, and soaked in the rot of false royalty. No gods. No kings. Just you, devouring everything in your path and spitting teeth into the void.

🩸 What it’s about:
You weren’t born to rule. You were born to kill. To chew through vermin, bury skulls, and build your empire from screams and ribcages. This track is your coronation in carnage — your death crown nailed to rotting flesh, baptized in ash, anointed in pain. It’s war in your lungs and steel in your fist. Every body fuels the reign. Every kill feeds the throne.

“I never spoke of peace, I howled for war.
Skulls crushed ‘til the marrow poured.”

“Crown me in gore, let the slaughter be the law.”

If you’ve ever spit on kings and ripped angels from their nests,
If you’ve bathed in screams and worn the scars like banners,
If the only crown you trust is forged from bone and fury —
This is your fucking anthem.

⚔️ Bow to no one. Take the throne. Feed the crown.

DEATH CROWN

UNIDARK – FURNACE OF THE ANCIENT

Deathcore, Death Metal, and Metalcore forged from the blackest depths.
Brutal, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

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"Your eyes melt first, then your fucking jaw falls."

This is not mythology. It’s memory.
FURNACE OF THE ANCIENT is the sound of the earth remembering what it buried — a primal engine built to purge, screaming in rust, blood, and flame. It never died. It waited. Buried beneath bedrock, whispering in gasoline, twitching beneath your cities, breeding inside your spine.

🩸 What it’s about:
The ancient machine breathes. It calls to iron and sin. This track drags you down into the dirt where the gears grind bone and the steam screams your name. There is no escape. No god. No air. Just serrated hands, rusted blades, and your mind ripped out through molten lungs. You are not the future — you’re the fucking fuel.

“Grind the bones to feed the furnace,
Teeth like blades, rust and purpose.”

“Every scream loops through obsidian halls,
Your eyes melt first, then your fucking jaw falls.”

If you’ve ever felt something older than fear breathing under your skin,
If you’ve dreamed in ash and woke up screaming iron,
If you’ve seen the gears behind your god’s eyes —
This is your resurrection in fire.

⚔️ Worship the flame. Feed the furnace.

FURNACE OF THE ANCIENT

UNIDARK – HAIL THE DEMONIC CONQUEST

Deathcore, Death Metal, and Metalcore forged from the blackest depths.
Brutal, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

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"I wear your world like a crown of dead teeth."

I HAVE ARRIVED, ACOLYTES.
The Morning Star speaks through me. The era of silence is fucking over.

HAIL THE DEMONIC CONQUEST isn’t a song.
It’s a mass execution.
A sermon written in entrails.
A war horn carved from god’s broken spine.

This is the final rite — the unholy coronation of Satan’s dominion on earth.
Trumpets of hell scream open the gates.
Legions rise through flame.
Your gods fall face-first into the fucking dirt.

No peace. No forgiveness.
Just domination, desecration, and death.

🩸 What it’s about:
This is the official extermination of false light.
The conquest doesn’t negotiate — it obliterates.
You thought this was metal? This is a divine purge.
The sigil is burned into the earth. The throne is forged from the ribs of prophets.
Earth belongs to Satan now.


HAIL THE DEMONIC CONQUEST

I am UNIDARK, also called Morning Star — a metal producer and songwriter who builds sound from the blackest depths.

Everything here is deathcore, death metal, and metalcore — raw, emotional, and carved straight from the underground.

Every riff is war. Every track, a sermon for the broken. No gods. No peace. Just sound and fury.

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Riffs that rip souls, scorch the weak, and awaken the damned.
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