Art direction, concept, composition, production, mixing, illustration, animation, and video editing — every element crafted by Feral Child. This is a non-commercial project: a personal tribute and transformative work, born from the culture that shaped me.
IG : @that_feral_child 

@louis_pigeon_owen for his writing, acting and constant support
@jia.knight for her acting and presence
@behzaads for his talent on the santur
@shino.wav for his guitar parts and guidance
@riggans_thtr for recording help
@arthuraubrel for being there through the whole process

XX. THE SILENT KING

XIX. THE ETERNALLY ABLAZE

XII. TIME IS A FRIEND

XXI. A BLINDED BEAST

XIV. BALLET OF THE CLIFF

XXII. VOICES OF THE RIVER OF TIME

XVII. THE EMPRESS OF HEAVY SILKS

XVI. RUINED LANTERN

XVIII. DUNGEON RUN

XI. BREEZE OF THE WITCH

XV. FINAL GAME (Interlude)

XIII. PARADE OF THE DEAD

Born in ’82 (Still Seventeen)
by MAROL

Verse 1
Back in the static of the old TV
I found a sound that rewired me
Cheap synth tones and velvet drums
My world began before I knew what I’d become
A-ha on the stereo, tears on my face
Didn’t know why, but I felt that place
Radio Gaga, toddler rhythm heat
Didn’t know the words but it moved my feet

Pre-Chorus
Grew up in a countdown, watching skies
Thought Martians might drop by surprise
Didn’t need much, just a melody
To time-travel outta reality

Chorus
Born in ’82, still seventeen
Heart stuck in a VHS dream
They say you grow up, but I missed that train
Still dancing in the pouring rain
Life’s a mixtape, some skip, some play
But music never walks away
No, music never walks away

Verse 2
They aged at twenty, got old too fast
Learned to fake grown-up, left the colors in the past
But I stayed weird, kept the shimmer and hum
Chased the ghosts in every kick drum
R&B keys in the midnight light
Still sparks something I can’t rewrite
Even if the world lost its glow
I hold my past like a secret show

Pre-Chorus
Final Countdown, countdown heart
Looking for aliens and false new starts
Couldn’t read the lyrics, didn’t need to
The soul knew something that the words flew through

Chorus
Born in ’82, still seventeen
Heart stuck in a VHS dream
They say you grow up, but I missed that train
Still dancing in the pouring rain
Life’s a mixtape, some skip, some play
But music never walks away
No, music never walks away

Bridge (Rap/Soul)
Yeah – Freddie told me we the champions,
But I been broke, bent, secondhanded
Still got that anthem deep in my bones
Still shout it loud when I’m all alone
No shame in the rewind – nah
Still vibin’ to that synthline – ha
You call it stuck, I call it gold
Youth ain’t gone, it’s just on hold

Final Chorus
Born in ’82, still seventeen
Heart stuck in a VHS dream
They say you grow up, but I missed that train
Still dancing in the pouring rain
Life’s a mixtape, some skip, some play
But music never walks away
No, music never walks away

Outro
No, music never walks away…

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Music from one of my old songs https://open.spotify.com/track/3W4bHVtM7NXLl1cObDM77W?si=21de85401cae4e72

Born in ’82 (Still Seventeen)

MTV Girl Visualizer - https://youtu.be/a8LRpaHj1Wk

MTV Girl

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Buried Alive” by GHOST8D drags you through the darkest corners of the mind. A genre-blending anthem of pain, alienation, and self-destruction — whispering lo-fi and detonating into metalcore screams. For fans of Ghostemane, Bones, Night Lovell, Alex Terrible, and rage-filled chaos.

BURRIED ALIVE

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no face. no fear. just fade..🖤
⚠️ ride fast // feel nothing // leave no trace

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