[Verse 1]
Wake up, whole world’s fucked, not giving a damn,
Bitter taste in my mouth from this goddamn sham,
Every lie, every fake smile’s just a thorn in my side,
I’m drowning in noise, nowhere left to hide.

[Pre-Chorus]
Sick to my core, can’t take no more,
Aching for silence in this raging war,
Fuck your rules, your perfect day,
I’m burning this pain away.

[Chorus]
Fuck today, yeah, fuck today,
Tired of bullshit, just fade away,
I’m done, I’m done, no time to play,
Fuck today, yeah, fuck today.

[Verse 2 (Catchy flow, luring melody with hard punches, repeated for impact)]
Clocks ticking, but I’m stuck, lost in this grind,
Every second’s a battle, tearing up my mind,
Screaming in silence, but no one hears the sound,
This crooked world can kiss my ass, I’m breaking ground.

[Pre-Chorus]
Sick to my core, can’t take no more,
Aching for silence in this raging war,
Fuck your rules, your perfect day,
I’m burning this pain away.Chorus
Fuck today, yeah, fuck today,
Tired of bullshit, just fade away,
I’m done, I’m done, no time to play,
Fuck today, yeah, fuck today.

[Bridge]
Tear down these walls, let the fire rage,
Scream my truth on this burning stage,
No more chains, no more lies,
This fucked-up world can kiss my goodbye.

[Final Chorus]
Fuck today, yeah, fuck today,
Tired of bullshit, just fade away,
I’m done, I’m done, no time to play,
Fuck today, yeah, fuck today.Fuck today, every goddamn day,
Sick of pretending, sick of this play,
I’m done, I’m done, hear me say,
Fuck today, yeah, fuck today.

Fuck Today

[Verse 1]
Wake up to gunmetal clouds, mouth tastes of iron regret
Every step feels colder, fucked by every promise met
Your silver tongue found purchase in a hunt for someone weak
Left me broken, black inside, out here gnashing with my teeth

[Pre-Chorus]
I see your poison kiss, sweet on my skin
Got me twisted up, inside, where the ache begins
Don’t ask for light, don’t ask for hope
Just another whore for the rope

[Chorus]
Oh, these darker days, pour heavy from the sky
My heart pressed flat, blacker than the void of time
You left me in the dirt, stained every fucking line
Shove your fake love—rip it out, I’m fine
These darker days—yeah, I’m fine

[Verse 2]
Gloved hands around my throat, velvet crime and cigarette
Your name’s a loaded gun, cocked, echoing the threat
My tears, thick tar, yeah, slipping down concrete
You dressed your lies in silk, left me dead on repeat

[Rap Bridge]
You think you’re a monster—bitch, that's a fucking joke
I’ve been feeding off betrayal, choking, but I never broke
Every word another scar, another bullet in the rain
Laughing while I bleed, but I’m dancing through the pain

[Chorus] 
Oh, these darker days, pour heavy from the sky
My heart pressed flat, blacker than the void of time
You left me in the dirt, stained every fucking line
Shove your fake love—rip it out, I’m fine
These darker days—yeah, I’m fine

[Breakdown]
Seduce me through the filth, crawl inside the mess
Every wound you left, I wear like a black dress
Wrap me up in misery, tie me to the wrong
This emptiness is holy—the pain is where I belong

[Chorus (final, extended)]
Oh, these darker days, pour heavy from the sky
Heart colder than the grave, blacker than the void of time
Left me in the dirt, stained every fucking line
Shove your fake love—rip it out, I’m fine
These darker days—yeah, I’m fine
These fucking darker days—still hypnotized
Yeah, I’m fine… yeah, I’m fine

Darker Days

Industrial Chugs and Eletronic Grit, Unplug you GOD (phone) , Glitchy lyrics, this version has punchier drums.

Doom Scroll

A brutal industrial rock anthem dissecting the spectacle of modern American identity.
This track fuses snarling guitars, grinding synths, and authoritarian rhythms to expose the contradictions beneath the surface: freedom as costume, outrage as currency, and truth as a weapon. From Sunday saints to backstage devils, from hashtag heroes to televised martyrs, it’s a sonic reckoning with the machinery of hypocrisy, rage, and commodified grief.
🔊 Genre: Industrial Rock / EBM
🎭 Mood: Aggressive • Authoritarian • Mechanical • Theatrical
🎤 Vocals: Shouted, snarled, synthetic
🔥 For fans of Nine Inch Nails, Ministry, HEALTH, and the sound of a society cracking under its own performance.
💥 Lyrics include:

📽️ Lyric video features a rich family dining in opulence while war rages outside — a visual metaphor for the disconnect between comfort and collapse.
👇 Drop your thoughts in the comments. Is this critique or prophecy

Welcome to America! (Industrial Power)

“Global Blackout” is a dark industrial-country-rock hybrid blending gritty guitars, mechanical percussion, rap-infused verses, and a massive cinematic chorus. The song imagines the entire world’s systems collapsing at once—lights failing, towers falling silent, and humanity confronting raw vulnerability. It explores social pressure, fear, mental health strain, and resilience in the face of disaster.

The Global Blackout

“Chaos is the first language of the universe. We spend our lives learning to translate it.”
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LYRICS:
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Born to chaos  
Born to chance  
Born to balance  
Delicate dance  

Said world begin in fire  
Big explosion loud as God  

Universe stumble forward  
Still… it learn to walk  

Born from warm dark water  
Pushed into cold sharp noise  
First breath breaking silence  
Still… we find our voice

Order is a cage we like  
Chaos is the thing we are  
Tiny motion shift the world  
One wingbeat becomes a scar

Born to chaos  
Born to chance  
Born to balance  
Delicate dance  

From shaking sky  
To storms we bleed  
Chaos takes root  
To crack open the seed

Watched cities fall to ashes  
Windows cry and break apart  
Chaos rude and brutal teacher  
Still… it shape the art  

Draw maps inside the rubble  
Trace the danger
Trace the dream  
Butterfly with fragile power  
Moves the whole regime

Order is a cage we like  
Chaos is the thing we are  
Tiny motion shift the world  
One wingbeat becomes a scar

Born to chaos  
Born to chance  
Born to balance  
Delicate dance  

From shaking sky  
To storms we bleed  
Chaos takes root  
To crack open the seed

I walk in broken patterns  
Streets like twisted wire veins  

Chaos speak in quiet language  
Pulse inside my shaking brain  

Every step is revolution  
Small beginning
Giant wave  

Make disorder into meaning  
Turn destruction into brave  

Chaos spark is breathing furnace  
Burning through the rules we keep  
Order heavy like concrete block  
Chaos make the stone leap  

Balance always shifting under  
Feet that dance on cracking ground  
Lose the silence
Find the thunder  
In the noise-
The truth is found

Chaos spark is breathing furnace  
Burning through the rules we keep

Chaos spark is breathing furnace  
Burning through the rules we keep

Too much order — nothing grows  
Too much chaos — no one stays  
Balance is the blade we walk  
We walk it… 
Always

Born to chaos  

Born to chaos

Born 2 Chaos

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bORN2CHAOs

ASTROPHOBIA | INDUSTRIAL METAL | INDUSTRIAL ROCK | GRUNGE | ALTERNATIVE

Forgiveness is when you are so in love with being in love that you stay in a relationship. You throw yourself away for the other person, not realizing that it isn't healthy. I think we've all been in relationships like that, and it's only through letting the illusion go can we truly find ourselves. I think it lies somewhere between darkpop and industrial.

Forgiveness (demo)

Ein Tag Länger 2.0

VANTABLACK

Fault-lines carving deep through my tired mind
Bitter patterns claw inside my frame
Fault-lines carving deep till my breath thins
Shaking truths grind hard against my name
Now my spine folds under choices made
But the fall keeps urging me on as the floor gives way

Let the chaos rise as the ceiling bends
Let the failing beams echo where we stand
Let it crush down
Let the cracking boards argue with the land
Tell the shadows circling us to scatter far and flee
We descend together
And I brace for the rumble pressing close to me
Hey

Pages curl with heat around my truth
Ask the empty walls why the past still stings so
Pages curl and twist in the rising gloom
Ask the hollow rooms where the lost nights all go
Strength I claimed slips fast
You can watch the cracks widen wide as I collapse slow

Let the chaos rise as the edges shake
Let the trembling dust settle on my chest
Let it tear
Let the warped floor stretch under sinking stress
Tell the ghosts to scatter so their weight won’t choke me
We fall further still
And I brace for the shudder twisting through my ribs
While the echoes grind deeper than anything we built before
Hear me now
You can sense the breaking rushing near

Fragile pulses fade under rising strain
All the pressure drags fire through my veins
Every worn-out vow snaps beneath the weight
And the ruins send warnings carved in restless stone
Now the floor tilts hard beneath my feet
But the end keeps calling louder as the beams fall through

Let the chaos rise

℗ Blind Mime Music and Jomah Kai Music, ASCAP
© Briyan Frederick Baker and Joseph Alan Maki
All rights reserved.

Originally recorded on 4-track cassette around 1985.
Newly mixed December '25
Joe Maki: original instrumentation
Briyan Frederick: original instrumentation, sunoai

Terrible Times

In terrible times
Terrible minds are at work
In terrible times
Terrible minds never shirk

And innocent people hide their heads in the sand
In terrible times
Terrible minds are in command

In terrible times
Terrible minds seize the day
In terrible times
Terrible minds are at play

And innocent people never know where they stand
In terrible times
Terrible minds are in command

An endless parade of vested lobbies
Is only a game for gall by golly
Where power comes to get its jollies
Kissing underneath the proverbial holly

In terrible times
Terrible minds steal the show
In terrible times
Terrible minds won't let go

And innocent people would rather not understand
In terrible times
Terrible minds are in command

In terrible times
Terrible minds are in command
In terrible times
Terrible minds are in command


Terrible Times

[Vers 1]
Das Fleisch zu Stahl, die Haut zu Blei
Erstickt im Takt – ein stummer Schrei.
Die Adern rosten, kalt und sacht,
So formt der Schmerz die falsche Pracht.

[Refrain]
Der Mensch wird zur Maschine,
Geboren um zu dienen.
Die Räder kreischen, das Licht erlischt,
Denn, wie wir wissen: Maschinen lachen nicht.

[Vers 2]
Das Feuer raucht, der Kessel dampft,
Ein Herz, das schlägt – und sich verkrampft.
Die Schrauben glühen, die Stimme spricht:
„Maschinen taugen – Menschen nicht.“

[Refrain]
Der Mensch wird zur Maschine,
Geboren um zu dienen.
Die Räder kreischen, das Licht erlischt,
Denn, wie wir wissen: Maschinen lachen nicht.

[Bridge]
Sie läuft im Kreis, sie läuft im Takt,
Aus Fleisch gemacht, in Stahl verpackt.
Kein Auge feucht, kein Laut entbricht,
Denn, wie wir wissen: Maschinen weinen nicht.

[Refrain]
Der Mensch wird zur Maschine,
Geboren um zu dienen.
Die Räder kreischen, das Licht erlischt,
Denn, wie wir wissen: Maschinen lachen nicht.

Suno4.5

M4schinen lach3n n1cht

M4schinen lach3n n1cht (Elektro Metal Version)

Gone Pig

Svanasongur

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

I am just a bored person experimenting with today's technology while processing my past and present.

Rock forged in fire and heartbreak — where beauty burns and melody survives.

This channel sonically explores the tension between light and shadow, mind and heart, chaos and clarity. Expect sonic storytelling, and spiritual energy that flows both ways. Whether you're here for music, metaphysics, or just vibing with the surreal, you're in the right place.

oregon artist here!!
N3XT D00R DIM3NSION is a single Aritist exploring and creating a unique sound using A.I vocals & sound while infusing human writen lyrics to deliver something new into this digital age! NOT LOOKING FOR FAME 
BASICLY MADE THIS MUSICS FOR ME TO ENJOY & ANYONE ELSE ON SOUNDCLOUD 
I HIGHLY APPRECIATE THE LOVE AND SUPPORT!!🙏❤️🤘🏿😈🤘🏿🔥🔥🔥

NOW INTRODUCING NEW GENRE ADDED!!
Been working on a mix of hip hop/r&b/jazz/rock, all new songs added will have lyrics, having a fun time creating music for everyone to enjoy!   

((EXPLICIT LYRICS & CONTENT))

Mainly alternative Rock/Metal 
Shock rock, post-grunge and hard Rock
all tracks have lyrics!

mostly just want to give the world some new sounds to enjoy or help with the mood! 

Thank you for listening & enjoy!

Credits:
main artist: LiquidFriend 

all lyrics writen by: Jeramie Welch 

Neon Riot - German-Language Punk & Electronic Protest

Neon Riot is a solo project blending drum&bass, screamo, rhythmic noise, punk, and more.

The songs are set in fictional totalitarian worlds.  No direct names, just symbols of how freedom disappears, how silence becomes survival, and how identity fades under control.

 Sounds: Punk, Drum&Bass, Rave
 Themes: Surveillance, erasure, resistance, collapse, exile

Neon Riot ist ein Soloprojekt, das drum&bass, screamo, rhythmic noise, punk und mehr verbindet.

Die Songs spielen in fiktiven totalitären Welten. Keine direkten Namen, sondern Symbole dafür, wie Freiheit verschwindet, wie Stille zum Überleben wird und wie Identität unter Kontrolle schwindet.

 Sounds: Punk, Drum’n’Bass, Rave
 Themen: Überwachung, Auslöschung, Widerstand, Zusammenbruch, Exil

#NeonRiotMusic #GermanPunk #ElectronicResistance #DystopianMusic #AntiAuthoritarian #Industrial  #DrumAndBass #GermanUnderground #TotalitarianFiction #PunkRock

Americana, Deep Southern Swampland, grooving from that muckrat point of view

Blind Mime Music (ASCAP) is a Soundcloud for recordings of songs and music written by Briyan Frederick Baker (GAJOOB and Tapegerm Collective) and collaborators. Eventually songs will make their way onto Bandcamp albums and stream on all the usual outlets. Briyan has been making songs since junior and high school and these recordings contain 50+ years of material old and new. The music ranges from glitch pop to experimental.

Hi, I’m Nia — the songwriter and creative force behind A.N.T.s (Automatic Negative Thoughts).

I’m a songwriter first. Every lyric comes from me, pulled from nightmares, intrusive thoughts, and lived experience. My mind is a colony, and I’m its queen.

The music lives in the shadows of alternative, nu-metal, post-hardcore, and industrial — confessional, gothic, and raw. Each track begins as a poem, which shapes the structure and bite of the lyrics.

If something resonates, that connection matters to me. I’m also open to collaboration with artists who need lyrics, vocals, or concepts.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is an intimate collection of artists exploring a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave, and Experimental World Pop. Collectively, this is known as QUIRKPOP — music that pushes the creative limits of traditional pop.

Expect an unpredictable journey through sound, emotion, and humor, where genres collide and pop bends in strange new ways. Each song is conceived, composed, and performed with total sincerity, whether it’s built from voices, instruments, software, or hybrid experimentation. The focus is on the music itself: if it resonates, it resonates. No explanation required.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is curated by two musicians, both living within the same body, sharing a singular existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused, yet extremely and unapologetically sincere.

Influences range from Weird Al and Nathan Fielder to David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain, and T-Swift. 

Danielle & Dave’s favorite inventions include the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel… who may be an entity or a god.


New tracks tagged #industrial rock