Lyrics:

[Verse]
You sit on a throne of broken lies
Crown tilted like your alibis
Every word a hollow roar
You think you're the king? Not anymore

[Chorus]
Not anymore
Not anymore
Your empire’s cracking at the core
Not anymore
Not anymore
Your kingdom’s ashes on the floor

[Verse 2]
The banners fall
The crowd has gone
The echo fades
Your power’s pawned
The mirror shows what you ignore
You think you're the king? Not anymore

[Bridge]
Your scepter’s rust
Your gold’s a stain
Your rule was just a shadow game
The peasants laugh
The jester’s free
Your kingdom sinks into the sea

[Chorus]
Not anymore
Not anymore
The throne is dust
The crown's a chore
Not anymore
Not anymore
The reign is done
You’re just folklore

[Outro]
The crown’s too heavy
It hits the ground
The king is lost
No glory found
You thought you ruled
But here’s the score
You think you're the king? Not anymore

Not Anymore

A confessional verse moving through family, history, grief, ambition, and the long road from Mississippi to the world. A blues-soaked rap about inheritance, purpose, and the cost of becoming the person you were meant to be. Memory, prophecy, and survival woven into one track.

The Gory and The Glory

A fast, volatile confession about heartbreak, control, insecurity, and the return of the HLIC. Blues spirit inside a club-tempo beat — anger, prophecy, desire, and self-reckoning all tangled together. A chaotic love story told through mood swings, memory flashes, and the pressure of becoming someone you can live with.

Take the flame

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Worn Out

Territory

“Forges of the Fallen” showcases two sides of ASHCOIL’s industrial universe.
The Main Version delivers heavy guitars, pounding drums, and gritty alternative metal energy — a raw and emotional push through broken ground.
The Dark Synth Version dives deeper into neon-soaked shadows, blending cyberpunk intensity with cold industrial atmospheres.
Together, both versions explore the resilience, pressure, and fire it takes to rebuild from the ruins.

Lyrics:

We came back to the place where it all broke down,
Old steel cracking on the edge of town.
Long nights working just to make things right,
Hands getting dirty but we’re holding tight.

Every setback, every bruise we’ve known—
We’re not giving in, we’re taking it slow.

In the forges of the fallen,
We keep pushing, we keep calling.
We don’t stop when the weight comes on.
In the forges of the fallen,
We stand up, we keep walking—
Turning every lost step into a stronger dawn.

Cold wind blowing through an empty frame,
Old floors shaking but we stayed the same.
Friends turned strangers when the hard days came,
But the ones who stayed with us still carry the flame.

Every setback, every bruise we’ve known—
We’re not giving in, we’re taking it slow.

In the forges of the fallen,
We keep pushing, we keep calling.
We don’t stop when the weight comes on.
In the forges of the fallen,
We stand up, we keep walking—
Turning every lost step into a stronger dawn.

Brick by brick, and day by day,
We learn to rise in our own way.
If the world won’t lift us up,
We’ll build it back with our own hands.

In the forges of the fallen,
We keep pushing, we keep calling.
We don’t stop when the weight comes on.
In the forges of the fallen,
We stand up, we keep walking—
Turning every lost step into a stronger dawn.

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Forges of the Fallen

This version of “Forges of the Fallen” pulls ASHCOIL into the neon underworld of cyberpunk and darksynth.
Cold synths, deep shadows, and a brooding gothic atmosphere shape a darker, more cinematic interpretation of the track.
Mechanical pulses blend with heavy electronic basslines, creating a dystopian mood that reflects struggle, pressure, and the quiet fire of rising again.

Lyrics:

We came back to the place where it all broke down,
Old steel cracking on the edge of town.
Long nights working just to make things right,
Hands getting dirty but we’re holding tight.

Every setback, every bruise we’ve known—
We’re not giving in, we’re taking it slow.

In the forges of the fallen,
We keep pushing, we keep calling.
We don’t stop when the weight comes on.
In the forges of the fallen,
We stand up, we keep walking—
Turning every lost step into a stronger dawn.

Cold wind blowing through an empty frame,
Old floors shaking but we stayed the same.
Friends turned strangers when the hard days came,
But the ones who stayed with us still carry the flame.

Every setback, every bruise we’ve known—
We’re not giving in, we’re taking it slow.

In the forges of the fallen,
We keep pushing, we keep calling.
We don’t stop when the weight comes on.
In the forges of the fallen,
We stand up, we keep walking—
Turning every lost step into a stronger dawn.

Brick by brick, and day by day,
We learn to rise in our own way.
If the world won’t lift us up,
We’ll build it back with our own hands.

In the forges of the fallen,
We keep pushing, we keep calling.
We don’t stop when the weight comes on.
In the forges of the fallen,
We stand up, we keep walking—
Turning every lost step into a stronger dawn.

Forges of the Fallen (Dark Synth Version)

I’m John AI Smith — producer, songwriter, and sonic architect. My music explores what it means to feel in a digital age, where every track is a meeting point between intuition and algorithm.

🎧 The Algorithm of Emotion — that’s my compass, and the heart of everything I make.

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