Who I Am

"Welcome to My World" crashes two foundational titans of cinematic dread into a single inescapable battleground. Colliding the scorched boiler rooms of Elm Street directly into the blood-soaked pines of Camp Crystal Lake, the record explores the psychological terror of having nowhere left to run—stripping away the illusion that consciousness offers any more safety than sleep.

The narrative dissects the symbiotic currency of fear: a forgotten dream-stalker using an unthinking, silent juggernaut to carve terror back into a town that tried to erase his name, only to realize the borrowed weapon cannot be controlled once it smells water. Moving between psychological manipulation and brute territorial massacre, the track turns the dock into an altar where neither monster leaves whole. It’s an unflinching tribute to late-night horror lore, proving that when two nightmares cross paths on the same stretch of dark water, the spectator is the first casualty.

"Welcome to my world—
You not safe awake or sleep.
Place your bets on who walk out,
Nobody wakes from this.
Welcome to my world—
Home field or the dream.
One of us come up holding it,
Neither one leave clean."
— SwanFlue


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(prod. TheLewis)
“Snake Me Out” is a dark, aggressive track about betrayal, fake loyalty, jealousy, and refusing to let anyone control your path. The song captures the feeling of constantly watching your back while pushing through the negativity and leveling up despite the people who want to see you fail.

With its gothic, raw energy, the track mixes paranoia and anger with confidence and ambition. The lyrics take aim at fake people, industry expectations, and anyone trying to put you in a box, while the hook-like message stays focused on one thing: you can hate, but you can’t stop the rise.

“Snake Me Out” is for anyone who has dealt with fake friends, switched-up loyalty, haters, and people who want to see them stay the same. 🐍🖤

snake me out

How much money does it take to shape the foreign policy of the most powerful country on Earth?

This track is built on public FEC data aggregated by whofundedgenocide.com. Every number you hear is documented. Every dollar is on record. I didn't interpret anything. I just followed where the money went.

$549.6 million raised. 523 members of Congress with documented contributions. $20.1 million against a single candidate in a single primary.

These are not conspiracy theories. These are federal filings.

The full research is broken down in 7 documents linked in my profile. Read them. Check the sources yourself.

✍️ Written by me every line researched before it was written.
🎙️ N3 = Necessary Neutral Narration. No sides. Only the people behind the numbers.

Sources: whofundedgenocide.com · fec.gov
AI Disclaimer: Production assisted by AI tools. Lyrics and research by N3 Alex.

Follow The Money

The Little Mistake

⛧ Anomilize ⛧
Dark trap / horror-lullaby
Hush now.

Count the drops.

Don’t turn around.
A soft voice in the dark.

A red thread under the bed.

The little mistake your mother knows.
Sleep tight.

The Little Mistake

Velvet Rot

⛧ Anomilize ⛧
Trap / trip-hop
Candle on the dresser.

Velvet on the fingers.

Sweet metallic taste.
Come down.

Let the velvet close.

Sweet rot on the tongue.

Nobody knows.
You wanted the dark.

Now the dark won’t end.

Velvet Rot

⛧ Pact Sealed ⛧
Horrorcore / trap / lo-fi /Latin
Last night at St. Lucifer’s the candles were already lit.

Black dress hiked. Blood in the holy water. Bell rope around the wrists.
This is the sound of a pact getting sealed in blood and inverted crosses.
Pure filth. Pure ritual. No safe words.
Stream it loud.

Pact Sealed

⛧ Enimod Em Arbil ⛧

Horrorcore / spoken-rap / lo-fi
Black cloth on the concrete slab.

Candle stubs from the night before.

Words spoken backward.

The room begins to change.
Something waits beyond the light.

The last flame dies on its own.
Whatever remained kept the silence.

Enimod Em Arbil

⛧ Hosts on the Steps ⛧

Trap / lo-fi / dark
The line moves forward.

The host touches the tongue.

Teeth close.

The plate spills across the steps.
The congregation stays kneeling.

The aisle stays quiet.
Something left with the taste still in its mouth.

Hosts on the Steps

#2k20 🕉️ kount it up 🧿#2k20

Hey, glad you found your way here.

I am Alex. I am 24, from Luxembourg, and I make music about things I cannot ignore. Conflicts, systems, human rights, the names behind the numbers. I do not have all the answers. I just think some things need to be said out loud.

Every word is researched. Every fact is verified. I do not take sides. I take notes.

The goal is simple. Awareness through music. And wherever possible pointing toward the people and organizations doing the real work on the ground.

If something stayed with you after listening that is enough.

There are people right now who need more than a song. I have linked a few causes below that I personally stand behind. No pressure. Just in case the feeling needs somewhere to go.

You can also support this project directly soon. But honestly that is a bonus. The music comes first.

N3 = Necessary Neutral Narration

⛧ Tempus Moderor ⛤ Ancient Alchemist ⛧ Mage Widower ⛧ Invoking Enochian Angels...  Performing Rituals Through Sound...  My music exists in the space where the sacred meets the forbidden, built from dark rhythms and raw emotion. Every line I write carries visions drawn from dreams, memories, and unseen worlds. I create lyrical envision to awaken what hides beneath the surface, turning pain into poetry and chaos into sound. My songs breathe with intention, each one a pulse of energy that pulls you through smoke and truth toward something real, timeless, and alive. I make music that breathes, that drips with emotion and power, that pulls you into places you forgot existed. Every track is a confession and a spell, forged from shadows, memories, and fragments of Eternal light. I don’t chase perfection, I summon presence. What I create isn’t just meant to be heard it’s meant to haunt, to heal, and to leave its mark on your soul. ⛧Fictional Entertainment Purposes Only⛧ Behind the character I'm a single dad only child with a teenager to raise alone after the mother of my child passed away in 2020 from H overdose... We in it...

SwanFlue | Shaolin Architect | Emptiness
 - lIl Swan, Slim Swaney, SwanFlue
Master of the Concrete Pagoda. I move in the shadows of the project bricks with a Super Saiyan drive and a Zen-state aura. The Iron Fist isn’t just on the MPC pads—it’s fused to the code. From the rain-slicked alleys to the gravity chamber, every loop is a prayer and every verse is a suture. 12-bit gospel, Saiyan ambition. Shaolin Forever. Wu-Collective Driven. Peace to the gods, the earths, and the real ones who still bleed for the sound

Boom Bap Hip Hop | Gritty 90s Rap | East Coast Hip Hop | Gritty 90s Rap | Cinematic Lo-Fi | We dabble in anything that provides a bounce | We slide and glide with the 808

chilling with a foreign female 
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