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"Lost" is a cry for deliverance — a spiritual lament drenched in guilt, isolation, and longing for redemption. It’s the voice of someone begging for freedom from the weight of sin and silence, haunted by a past that bleeds through every bar.

From “I got blood upon my hands” to “let me see the promised land before I die” — this track echoes with the torment of a soul exiled from grace and gasping for divine mercy.

This is not just music. It’s a plea, a confession, and a final attempt to be heard before disappearing forever.

If you’ve ever screamed into heaven and feared no one would answer — this one is yours.

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I cry….


Because the memories inside 

Are eating me alive..


I'm alive

And I don't even know why 

It's like I'm soul tied

To a horrid living I don't wanna go by

Heaven’s so high



Compared to where I am now 

Put my hands down

I need to stand down


Scars and sentiments

Heart of sediment

Lies and hesitance

Life imprisonment.


What am I hiding from? 


I yearn

For a freedom

I've only seen in stories

Where men sacrifice their souls

Before they're even forty


Please


Release me from my chains

Set me free from silence

Or else, I'll sacrifice myself

To ensure I'm lost in violence


Let me see it

Before I die

Let me see the promised land. 

I don't think you understand

I got blood upon my hands



Let me see it

Before I die

Let me see the promised land. 

I don't think you understand

I got blood upon my hands


I was born an iconoclast

Never meant to follow trends

And just because I never bend 

This is where my story ends


Hey Mr Arrogance

Tell me where you put your pen

So I can hide that shit away

So you'll never write again


I told you once, You didn't matter 

The blood that's on your hands is why

You're banished to a life of crawling

You will never see the sky


Let me see it

Before I die

Let me see the promised land. 

I don't think you understand

I got blood upon my hands



Let me see it

Before I die

Let me see the promised land. 

I don't think you understand

I got blood upon my hands




Lost

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"Demise" is the sound of spiritual erosion — a confessional spiral drenched in rage, lust, and faith slipping through bloody fingers. This track captures the chaos of addiction, guilt, and divine silence in a brutally poetic breakdown.

Lines like “confessions from the ravenous grin” and “God damn it, I am at it again” showcase the vicious loop of repentance and relapse. It's a soul screaming into the void, knowing full well the cost of sin — and diving in anyway.

If you’ve ever begged for healing while bleeding by your own hand… this is your mirror.

Let me know which line hit you hardest. This one’s therapy.

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There was a time
Where my body was feeling fine
Despite
The many pulls
To lust

And through out all my time
I've spent designing my
Own demise 
At least I tried
To trust 

At least I tried!!!
At least I tried!!!

disaster, where I'm so deep
In my anger, and I won't sleep
cause I'm after, what I don't need
and the pastor, what he told me
is miasma is a slow bleed
and it captures at a slow speed
and I will bleed, but I won't beg
cause I've seen enough, got a rough head
in the river styx, with enough dead
I can see my friends in the blood shed
everywhere I go, I can see the spirits
and they keep repeating as a deep appearance
and I need the clearance to continue the path
God knows that I've been through the bed
confessions from an addict again
confessions from the ravenous grin
break down til I'm stabbing my skin
God damn it, I am at it again


There was a time
Where my body was feeling fine
Despite
The many pulls
To lust

And through out all my time
I've spent designing my
Own demise 
At least I tried
To trust 

At least I tried!!!
At least I tried!!!



Demise

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"Penance" is a cry from the cross of self-inflicted guilt — where the wounds are spiritual, but the bleeding is real. Haunted by past sins and spiritual torment, this track channels raw vulnerability into sacred confession.

Lines like “nails through my shoulders, nails through my feet” and “I'm abuser incarnate” frame a soul in crucifixion, caught between repentance and damnation. It's not just pain — it’s punishment. A desperate attempt to earn forgiveness through suffering.

This is for anyone who’s ever begged for mercy they felt they didn’t deserve.

If this one speaks to your soul — I want to hear what you felt.

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sing a poisoned soliloquy
instilled in villainy
my heart bleeds
i can't sleep
I haven't dreamed
you be're haunting me when I do
when I sleep 
I always have to find you
I'm afraid
I can't turn it off,
I'm pollution, 
smoke from a car exhaust
heavy hands
too heavy to carry you
but these same hands 
we're enough to bury you

I've been away
awake on repeat
nails through my shoulders
nails through my feet
feel the self penance
the pain is incomplete
I need to suffer more
so I may regain my seat

The masquerade
of a man
and a demon caged
spirit bound
to the wraiths
and their burning rage
you made a deal
with the devil
and you signed the page
now you'll die 
and nobody
will know your name

I've been away
awake on repeat
nails through my shoulders
nails through my feet
feel the self penance
the pain is incomplete
I need to suffer more
so I may regain my seat

I'm sorry, forgive me
my sins are transparent
I'm abuser incarnate
I made that apparent
please!
forgive me!

I've been away
awake on repeat
nails through my shoulders
nails through my feet
feel the self penance
the pain is incomplete
I need to suffer more
so I may regain my seat


Penance

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Evocation is a lyrical barrage summoned from the depths of spiritual warfare and sharpened intellect.

Written by Vaelrix. AI vocals. No filter. No face. No compromise.

This track blends brutal battle rap with dense metaphysical imagery and mythic lyricism. Every bar is carved with precision—drawing from rage, knowledge, and the need to transcend silence through sound.

Themes:

Verbal sorcery and ancient language mastery

Combat metaphors, anime references, esoteric force

Punishment, power, and poetic prophecy


If you've ever felt like a storm disguised as a man, this is the invocation you've been waiting for.


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Lyrics:
The bars land and the opposite of Narcan
hard hands I'm swinging like I'm Tarzan
someone that should be left alone
gifted with language, I always write with the rosetta stone
obscene cancer, I speak in a mean manner, swing
with a strong will, I'll block with a green lantern ring
manifest, I stay deep in the black abyss
till I spaz out, and I say schemes that could crack a ship
may day, these other rappers are wack as shit
they all lack punches, I'm getting tired of pacifists 
the words golden, the verse woven in percocet
I'll decapitate your corpse then disturb your pets
verbal threats, get dealt with like it's certain death
punch your face, eradicate, and burn your flesh
turn you to Suko with two blows
have your eye burned, and I learned to skew slow
magic how I attack a hater
post on YouTube, and after that leave a massive crater
catch a stupid prick, like government to a tax evader
I'm creating demons and all I need is a pad of paper
get the pen and let the ink flow readily
got a fast mind but I think so steadily
lyrical Goku, distinct growth synergy
The spiritual flow grooves, extinct known enemies
hearing rappers, it's like pulling skin
to eat a dope rapper, it's eating humans that's full of nen
I've been writing for so long the clocks died
stomp on the ground and go surfing on a rock slide
top 5? No I'm top 1, eat a dick
what I do to beef is something that would make peta sick
I channel bars from the archive
arcane knowledge, expand out and the stars hide
my brand bound to be bar wise
I'm a fallen angel, I stand out in the dark side
every style, gotta set it straight
Putlitzer strength, and energy that can penetrate 
freestyle lyrics until I'm starting to levitate
snuffing out your light because it began to resonate
you see the rage, fuck hiding, man, my soul is honest
fuck around, I'll hide away your history like Pocahontas 
stab you in the throat, grab you out your gold pajamas
throw you in a fish tank filled with your own piranhas
getting high off marijuana so I can prepare to conquer
try to terminate, but I'm a survivor like Sarah Conner
the type of person that will die before I face dishonor
wear the armor, but you will never evade the karma
I'm a C4 enthusiast
turn a clean morgue. to deformed debris and chips
I speak force, disease formed from seeker lips
leave the peace torn, I'm reborn as leadership
see the gift, with the drip of a paladin
I wave around the peace like a hippy medalion
stay strapped, like I'm sat, and I'm riding a stallion
ambush, like American to british battalions
see it's hard for me to dumb it down
can't do it anymore, impossible to make it dumber now
got a rhyme book, it weighs about a hundred pounds
every word written in blood, you couldn't stomach how
evocation of a verbal kind
summoning the serpentine, venom has a certain shine
never show a pearl to unworthy swine
learned it the hard way, should have really heard the signs 

Evocation

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"Stay That Way" is a poetic descent into shame, sadness, and shadow-self. Carved from confessions and mythic metaphors, this track is a lament from a soul caught between emotional repression and raw vulnerability.

Lines like “a sadness robe made of tainted silk” and “it’s not really shade, but a shadow that I create” hit like gothic scripture — meditating on guilt, regret, and the fear that some scars never heal.

This is for anyone who’s been told to “stay strong” when they’re already breaking.

If you’ve ever wept in silence and wore your shame like armor, this song is for you.

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with the roar of a manticore
I descend from my throne with my hands of war
heart has a blackened core
it's as if I can't control myself anymore

And these blood drops paint the quilt
a sadness robe made of tainted silk
confessing is painful still
but I need to in order for me to regain my will

I'm afraid...
the moment you realize it's not really shade
but a shadow that I create
it's obvious
if I'm around
you will seal your fate.
I'm afraid!
I'm supposed to be stoic with a brooding face
but I'm left in this foolish state
filled with shame
and I'm sure that I'll stay that way 

And these blood drops paint the quilt
a sadness robe made of tainted silk
confessing is painful still
but I need to in order for me to regain my will

I'm afraid...
the moment you realize it's not really shade
but a shadow that I create
it's obvious
if I'm around
you will seal your fate.
I'm afraid!
I'm supposed to be stoic with a brooding face
but I'm left in this foolish state
filled with shame
and I'm sure that I'll stay that way 

And these blood drops paint the quilt
a sadness robe made of tainted silk
confessing is painful still
but I need to in order for me to regain my will



Stay That Way

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"Solid Snake" is lyrical warfare — a strike mission of metaphors, chakra references, and surgical rhymeplay. With lines like “I'll raid your whole house for a buck, that’s section 8” and “putting more holes in their heads than a bowling ball,” this track hits with elite-level wordplay and comic book energy.

This is Vaelrix in full combat mode — flowing with psilocybin ink, surfing syllables like a spiritual assassin. Fans of Canibus, Rhyme Asylum, or K-Rino will feel right at home in this auditory slaughterhouse.

If bars are your religion — welcome to the temple.

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my tracks glow like Zapdos
the way I rap flows, the shine bright enough to escape a black hole
give a shot out to Sweden, what a hallowed region
next to Vietnam, listening when I'm slaying demons
when it comes to rhymes, I'm inclined
to speak divine, the tongue that I wield is a secret kind
beat the life out a shaman to chakra realign
I was a red octogon, you couldn't see the signs
eat a mime then pantomime
hands of time couldn't repair the damage I left behind
megamind, a villain with sick authority
so laid back, death can never rigor mortis me
keep reporting me. I just absorb it later
already have Eobard as my greatest hater
I'll always savor the screams of people I slaughter now
every time I kill and they don't scream, it feels watered down

I've come to dominate
glow when I concentrate
hand to hand combat striking like I'm solid snake
underground and above, I control it all
putting more holes in their heads than a bowling ball

I've come to dominate
glow when I concentrate
hand to hand combat striking like I'm solid snake
underground and above, I control it all
putting more holes in their heads than a bowling ball

you would need Jet li to get me
when I set schemes I write til the pen empties
MCs, couldn't step into the desolate
if they felt emotion like I'd do, they'd be celibate
psilocybin inside the ink that I stencil with
so when I write incredible imagery, just expect that shit
I can write incendiary and virus
the go go gadget of literary devices
the stone faced martyr, your bones taste like fodder
heart beats radiation, it pulsates and slaughters
you can try and fight back but I won't face dishonor
when I flow, I surf and I won't wade in water
I'm a time bomb that's ready to detonate
I'll raid your whole house for a buck. that's section 8 
when I sleep I speak tongues and levitate
and when deceit comes I feed them to heavy snakes

i've come to dominate
glow when I concentrate
hand to hand combat striking like I'm solid snake
underground and above, I control it all
putting more holes in their heads than a bowling ball

I've come to dominate
glow when I concentrate
hand to hand combat striking like I'm solid snake
underground and above, I control it all
putting more holes in their heads than a bowling ball


Solid Snake

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"The Way I Write" by Vaelrix
An apocalyptic lyrical sermon where the pen becomes blade, the page becomes battlefield, and every verse distorts reality. A fusion of divine metaphor, anime intensity, and baroque brutality—this is the art of destruction, the sin in a synagogue, the plague in the pentecost. This is the way I write.

expression is heaven sent, destruction is imminent 
delivered in Venom tint, rhythm is intimate
victim depiction, stick to the diction and sentiment
the pencil is scripting mental division and pestilence
stand here, lack fear, been here since last year
the fear, and vast tears appears and that's clear
this the juxtaposition, of a drug and physician
I'm a therapist spitting, with a derelict's wisdom
only thing I'm afraid of is my apathy
alcoholic Goku, training in high gravity
the roads thin, emotion is a narrow path
all my words solid, my verse written in epitaph
dope spewer, flow smoother than suede robes
under my hypnosis, and you'll escape when I say so
Case closed, John Doe will get burned alive
Toe tagging a rapper, making sure his death is certified

[chorus]

my catalog
the sin in a synagogue
the plague in the pentecost 
the face of a demagogue 

the way I write
violence, the pencil drawn 
the mind is like megatron
the rhymes are decepticons 

my catalog
the sin in a synagogue
the plague in the pentecost 
the face of a demagogue

the way I write
violence, the pencil drawn
the mind is like megatron
the rhymes are decepticons 


l'm a giant, every step I take is intercontinental
the reach is so extensive, with the flood of instrumentals
when it comes to rhymes, I slaughter at all times
be careful, or you'll get surrounded by a chalk outline
you draw a line, I'll cross it, you're Barack Obama
call a drone strike if you wanna stop the slaughter 
meditate in ice, and turn water to hottest lava
in my mental plane, the pilot higher than marijuana
you'll never eat the fruit of knowledge without feeling something
so please tell me why I'm numb, but the blood is flooding.
inside my dungeon, I got about a dozen ovens
and people caged up crying like they're cutting onions
what about the all the skeletons in my closet?
crush that shit down til it's gelatin in my pocket
verbal genjutsu, enveloping what I'm dropping
I'm Sasuke and Itachi developed inside a coffin

[Bridge]
I buried peace beneath the ash where the prophets fell
live your day like it's your last day before you rot in hell
villainous war cry, the pain in the syllables
the truth bleeds slow when the pen is unforgivable

[chorus]

my catalog
the sin in a synagogue
the plague in the pentecost 
the face of a demagogue 

the way I write
violence, the pencil drawn 
the mind is like megatron
the rhymes are decepticons 

my catalog
the sin in a synagogue
the plague in the pentecost 
the face of a demagogue

the way I write
violence, the pencil drawn
the mind is like megatron
the rhymes are decepticons 


The Way I Write

"Read, Richards." is a lyrically explosive Vaelrix showcase — a fusion of boom bap precision, progressive electronic energy, and cinematic wordplay sharpened to a blade’s edge. This track blends comic book mythos, anime ferocity, and political venom into a relentless barrage of multisyllabic rhyme schemes and symbolic punchlines. From Bullet Bill-sized bars to crystalline poet sigils, every line is engineered for impact, weaving pop culture, mythology, and raw poetic fire into a signature Vaelrix delivery. Perfect for fans of complex lyricism, battle rap mastery, and high-concept hip-hop.

🔥 If this hit you, follow Vaelrix on SoundCloud for more genre-bending lyrical epics, and share this track with someone who needs to hear bars that cut deeper than the mainstream. Let’s put real lyricism back on the map.

Read, Richards.

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Vaelrix is a genre-bending lyricist whose work blurs the line between rap, poetry, and cinematic storytelling. With thousands of songs written and a catalog shaped by trauma, transformation, and spiritual unrest, every track is a raw confession wrapped in layered metaphors. Drawing influence from anime, philosophy, theology, and the darkest corners of the mind, Vaelrix delivers complex rhyme schemes and emotionally charged narratives that cut deep and linger. This isn't just music—it's survival through sound. Welcome to the archive of a soul set on fire.


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