"Came and Went" is about courting death. A requiem for the undead, haunted, drifting, still breathin’ but long gone. A ghost story in rap form, it bleeds numbness, silence, and streetlight sorrow. Life didn’t end, it just stopped meaning something. 

Lyrics

When I walked away that night.
I never really came back, did I?
Veins froze
Skin glow
Eyes low
Still broke
Yeah...

Face look clean, but the vibe say ghost
Eyes like tombs — why I hide, don’t post
Old connect stares like I owe ‘em closure
But I’m fresh from the flame, still smell like coma

Mama said “You cold, baby—where’s your heat?”
Told her “I’m still here... just minus the beat”
Pops won’t speak, just stares at the fork
Like he seen me walk in straight out the morgue

My boy in the kitchen said, “You don’t eat?”
I said, “Only count what drip off the weak.”
Tried nights at the thrift — quiet, worn,
But the clerk said, “You walk like you came back from war…”

Took shifts in silence
Kept my coat on
They clocked my iris
Said the vibe’s wrong
Now I’m cashin’ out in a field full of doubts
And every sigh tastes like blood in my mouth

Still bleedin’ — can’t clock in
No pulse, but I glide like sin
No sleep, just a thick black tint
Say I'm here, but I feel worn thin

Still breathin’? Nah, that’s cap
I float through smoke like a vinyl scratch
Friends all look with a question mark
Like, “Who that man in your skin, in the dark?”

Still bleedin’ — no call back
Nothin real, just pale contacts
Eyes on fire, but the tears won’t crash
And the girl in black still ain’t come back...

This ain’t life
It’s a rhythm with no light
It’s a hunger with no fight
It’s a coffin with Wi-Fi yeah

Still bleedin’ — can’t clock in
“Yo you good?” nah — I bin sinnin’
Heart flatlined, but the wrist still glisten
Fangs out smirkin’ while the reaper listens

Still breathin’? Nah, that’s cap
Real G’s die but don’t come back
I'm huntin in the same streets I lived strapped
Damn, she fed me fate — now I’m stuck in the trap

No safe word for the nights I break
No Plan B for a godless fate
Never see the sun, just a concrete ache
Every breath sound fake like a trap house tape

I got dead dreams in a suitcase zipped
Old friends text, but I ghost that script
Even the moon be changin' sides
So I bleed out those with no honor ties

Vamps don’t dance — we just prowl in beats
Feast on silence and late-night streets
If pain had stocks, I’d own that trade
If death sold merch, I’d rock the tee and a switchblade

No more tryin
No more pills
No more gods
Just these chills

Everyone care but still can't see
It's time I move on, but I can't seem to leave

This ain’t life
It’s a rhythm with no light
It’s a hunger with no fight
It’s a coffin with Wi-Fi yeah

She came and went...
Now I’m still here…
In the space between heartbeats
Haunted, is what my life now seems to be
Cut it


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Came and Went

#DITCHBOYANTHEM (feat. North Grim) (prod. CRCL)

Statue - (Prod Ryan Davis)

i love myself again

(prod bunbun) https://www.youtube.com/@pham1ne
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www.youtube.com/watch?v=u4te8ye1ym0
yrics:
Baby do u like how i look
thrashdoll man is so damn misunderstood
and u know i let my pants hang low like they should
heart is rotting out but u know im always good
OH GODGOD
im in comatose going out on a bad bitch overdose
ima thrashdoll man so hold me close
baby can u take me home
and im in comatose going out on a bad bitch overdose
im a thrashdoll man so hold me close
baby can u take me home
baby know i got racks now
gems holdin my pants now
shawty want a real cash cow
blacked out jag when i ride around
know she cravin dat lifestyle
pray u never find out
glowin white when the lights out
pop 2 tabs tryna wind dooown
thrashdoll toby
wheres my lover
care if u hate me
motherfucker
know im crazy
like my mother
pour it up ill pour another

so comatose (prod bunbun)

heavy sheller, dgom // !!!! // !scb // on your !ray



lyrics:

Dead end, palisade ave
La, know what you don’t
What better then losers demise ¿
What more then dark gift of mine✨✨
This times illusion is way more hidden,
Alley, lowdy temper’—dEAD !BLITTD'
Z soul match with my distorted linen
R-13 annd dope tucked innem’
No, don’t, speak my name in blood
Or your blood, you wont see your word
Broken'agendas ,annd your wasted swears'
How other, then the last of your day
Life blittd' yeea death, waits
#heavyblittd annnd now you cant wait *bass-bass*

*Bass*


Vlone insignia
Tatted,
On
My hand, it should’ve’been
The reaper
Vlone tatted onmy heart,..
But then better yet on my torso
Tombs-reddy breaker; newest loaded blackheart my wrist ¿
Unforgettable foreshadows 
Undynamic,
Turn of events’
Merchantry blittd' akatsuki to do’s, all on my list
Meet up with ken👧🏻,
Meet up and "whos this" *eyes roll*
Rendezvous to there
For now, around over here
Boof help me see more clear
New York and a Moncler ¿ 

*Bass*

Dark gift of mine // *(shippuden spec *(#dls spec // dgom

Just telling my story and how I feel no high quality or nothin

imjustfine

Lyrics:
Versteck meine Riesen in der Burg
Mauer Rose
Wie ich Leben leb
Andere Methode
Psycho Pass Dunkelschwarz tobe
Mir ging nur das Herz auf wenn sie lobten
Ich bin fest verankert mit den Toten
Ich seh zu wie das Leben an ihnen nagt
Mich schätzen sie so wie vor 100 Jahren
Vision kommt zu mir ich hol Infos ab
Ich bin Natur und das Glyphosat
Sie verschwenden sich an den Apparat
Getrimmt zu tun was man ihnen sagt
Ich bin guter Service
Wenn es mein dreidimensionales Reich besser macht
Ich bin in der Burg in meim Habitat
Ohne Furcht ich komm endlich an
Augen fangen sie halten den Bann
RIng am Finger doch kein anderer Mann
Ein Sinn im Leben doch wir gehn von dannen

Du könntest es besser haben
Druck auf den Schultern
Schweres Flügelschlagen
Stoß alles ab was sie von dir nahmen
Du weißt wie es endet weil du siehst die Fassade

okayokayokayokayokay
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Versteck meine Riesen in der Burg
Mauer Rose
Wie ich Leben leb
Andere Methode
Psycho Pass Dunkelschwarz tobe
Mir ging nur das Herz auf wenn sie lobten
Ich bin fest verankert mit den Toten
Ich seh zu wie das Leben an ihnen nagt
Mich schätzen sie so wie vor 100 Jahren
Vision kommt zu mir ich hol Infos ab
Ich bin Natur und das Glyphosat
Sie verschwenden sich an den Apparat
Getrimmt zu tun was man ihnen sagt
Ich bin guter Service
Wenn es mein dreidimensionales Reich besser macht
Ich bin in der Burg in meim Habitat
Ohne Furcht ich komm endlich an
Augen fangen sie halten den Bann
RIng am Finger doch kein anderer Mann
Ein Sinn im Leben doch wir gehn von dannen

Du könntest es besser haben
Druck auf den Schultern
Schweres Flügelschlagen
Stoß alles ab was sie von dir nahmen
Du weißt wie es endet weil du siehst die Fassade

Du könntest es besser haben
Druck auf den Schultern
Schweres Flügelschlagen
Stoß alles ab was sie von dir nahmen
Du weißt wie es endet weil du siehst die Fassade
Du könntest es besser haben
Druck auf den Schultern
Schweres Flügelschlagen
Stoß alles ab was sie von dir nahmen
Du weißt wie es endet weil du siehst die Fassade
ay

Zimbaisthekey - Flügelschlag prod.6astardcanrise

Fault

FALLOUT

Close To Crash

Trouble

“They’re Not Gods” by Cindered Heart delivers a brutal blend of industrial rap, dark rock, and lyrical defiance. Tackling corporate corruption, pharmaceutical lies, and systemic abuse, it’s a fearless anthem for the silenced — raw, unfiltered, and unapologetically real.

Lyrics

They made gods outta logos.
and catastrophes outta need.
Now all the T.V. news be fear.
and us ?
we just grab another beer..... WHAT ?

They gave corporations souls,
called ‘em people with rights.
Now pfizer’s more protected than a child’s last rites.
Insulin hikes while they roll cigars !
They bury the cure, then buy a luxury car.

We know Congress is paid, just to stay silent.
So while Lobbyists whisper, we outlaws stay vibrant !

Have to...

Remember Good ol Johnson & Johnson.
sold talc like faith. And when the lawsuits rose...
they just changed the name !

They knew the vax could do some damage,
Still signed it off—stacked truth in baggage.
Cut the checks with a smirk and package,
Scrubbed the scene—legal black magic.

Just savage.

Told the moms in court: “We owe no tax.”
“Your kid’s just data in pharma's tracks.”
Then they flew first-class, let the pain collapse,
Poured Scotch in Vale with the press on blast.

Justice blessed the dose, then ghosted facts.
Sold you death in designer slacks.
Docu-hype made the ratings stack—
No cuffs snapped... just blades in our backs.

Cindered heart ain’t your martyr !
They your ghost in recall .
every kid that OD’d
on every script they called lawful !

just think of the father
who buried his son.
And followed the trail
to a caviar run !

come on !

Harvard degrees with blood on their cuffs.
Moderna hit veins but the lawsuits get snuffed.
Oxy was truth, now it's branded as myth.
But watched your board toast to another lost kid !

They priced fixed survival,
then auctioned grief.
Sold hope in capsules
Then they get off Scott free.

Motherfuckers.

They fed us the pain
just to boost the trend.
Now wellness is apps.
and the healing’s, well....just pretend !

Government grins in a marble lair,
Signing deals while they auction care.
Red tape strangled in a Medicare snare,
Premiums rise, but they’re millionaires.

Agents dance in a claims ballet,
Deny the sick, then delay the pay.
Co-pays stacked in a death cliché,
While politicians reap on the sick buffet ! YEAH !

Courtrooms preach with a guilt veneer,
Truth’s a ghost in the gaze of fear.
They'll sell your fate by fiscal year,
Then jet off ina - private - Lear.

remember, Their not gods.
Their people with bank accounts, and a home address YEAH !

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They're Not Gods

Curse

lets take a look

Unknown Artist – Never Released
Found on unlabeled 4-track cassette tapes, recorded decades ago, restored just enough to share before it vanishes again. Released temporarily by Flush It Records.

Pin-O's Teeth and Meth

Lyrics

Sweet dreams, they don’t last for me
Woke up in the dark, where the angels bleed
Cold nights, I don’t ever get sleep
Heart broke once, now I wear it on my sleeve
Sweet dreams, they just fade away
Love turns pain when the sky turns grey
Dead boy walkin’, yeah I lost my faith
But I smile through the hurt like it’s all okay

Runnin’ from the past, but it follows me still
Tryna find peace but I never feel real
Tattooed scars, yeah they tell my story
She left fast, but the pain still haunts me
Black jeans, black hoodie, head low
New face in my bed but it don’t feel close
Life moves quick, but my heart stays numb
I don’t feel love, I just feel undone

Sweet dreams, they don’t last for me
Woke up in the dark, where the angels bleed
Cold nights, I don’t ever get sleep
Heart broke once, now I wear it on my sleeve
Sweet dreams, they just fade away
Love turns pain when the sky turns grey
Dead boy walkin’, yeah I lost my faith
But I smile through the hurt like it’s all okay

Lyrics, vocals, mix, master and cover art by FEVVI
† Beat produced by $yanide McKee †

Sweet dreams

remember making this under a private address through dreary extensions of infectious states that blend beyond the aura rings and stripped away wire from the telepole in dedicated Mistrust. figured id post this as a showing of where not to look and where to definitely fill yourself and the environment with unholy alternative through colorless vibrancy. Like it if you do. 

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$oda on spotify.
sodapsycho on socials
999 forever.

Nonstop improvement in all aspects is the goal💯

School starts 8AM every Monday
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Classic.
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Cindered Heart is insurgent music. Industrial, bass-heavy hip-hop and Dubstep fused with metal’s bite and activist poetry’s venom. Every song is a call-to-arms against complacency. A soundtrack for people who feel the rot and want to burn it out.

 I know crazy right ?


Emerging from a decade in shadow, Cindered Heart returns not as a solo act, but as a rising coven of creators, collaborators, and conspirators. Together, they give blood to a new genre: VampTrap : a brutal collision of trap, metal, dubstep, and darkwave. This is not music made for market trends. It’s a cinematic audio doctrine, where no church is sacred, no system safe, and no silence untainted by pulse.

At the center stands a one-man legion: Introducing Lesstatt ! Handling songwriting, vocals, production, sound design, visual direction, and final mastering. Using AI elements, Hard Synths, Drum machines, Electric Guitars, Dj Equipment, Samplers, ect. Each track is summoned in a single uninterrupted ritual, where melody bleeds into meaning, and distortion becomes declaration. But this vision is no longer alone. The world of Cindered Heart now expands through a handpicked circle of featured vocalists, visual architects, sound sculptors, and trusted allies. Each amplifying the message without ever muting its power.

With over 60 releases mostly for now on SoundCloud but also  global platforms, and with international coverage including radio play, interviews, and published features in six countries, Cindered Heart is not chasing popularity. They are spreading contagion.

This is not a trend.
This is rebellion carved in waveform, pain, and blood.

These tracks don’t just play, they summon.
Intros unfold like rituals.
Whispers cut like venom.
Breakdowns crumble like temples.
And every lyric doesn’t just rhyme ... They reign.

From Clock Stays Red to Tie That Binds, each release expands a mythos of vampiric power, divine corruption, systemic decay, and emotional survival. Cindered Heart doesn’t ask for attention. It corrupts gods, bends truth into beat patterns, and drapes beauty in barbed wire.

You don’t follow Cindered Heart to feel good.
You follow to remember what pain sounds like when it’s finally free.

Disclaimer:

The music, lyrics, and creative works, references and elicit material featured on this profile are entirely fictional and are not based on or inspired by any real individuals, events, or entities. All content is a form of artistic expression. All meant to be interpreted as satire, storytelling, and stylized performance.

The artists do not condone, promote, or participate in any of the actions, ideologies, or cultural elements portrayed within the music. Listener discretion is advised.

Cindered Heart and all affiliated creators regard their work as art for expression, not endorsement. Nothing herein should be taken as a literal reflection of personal belief, behavior, or advocacy.

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NickFckingLow No U Cause Fuck You
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My Tears could never explain the pain I’m in…
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