MIX: SYRYUS
MASTER: tove
DESIGN: KILL TRAVIS + k33psnak3 + 2oo2

their love for me is like Didos
they made the oxhide fief my own
they watch at my left hand on the feasts throne
while you come to offer up your cheap show
torn garments foul melon headed wretch
scorned by the sow from whose teat you fed
gored by her filthy tusks you fled bled and beg
now scrounge crusts from around my guests legs
boy you were lucky you ever were kept
already i tire of your undulating neck
and voicebox full of lame but overactive threads
yet you are uncouth enough to make a threat
already having taken coin, service is a debt
a deal was set and spite protest your end was not met
a lack of convicton, it seems clear that itd always head towards a wreck

linen thorax pon my breast
lycian greave on leading leg
and just as your defenses shed
feel the flying head embed

this is the end you cant get no revenge
struck down with a blade from neck to leg

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of art and does not reflect the views of the artist(s). All content is fictional.

End (PROD. SYRYUS)

MIX: SYRYUS
MASTER: tove
DESIGN: KILL TRAVIS + k33psnak3 + 2oo2

blue lipped mentation
waiting impatient
curved blade like a dacian
cradled at the station
all my days in creation
no hesitation
no hesitation

in hp with a hp 
daydream in a taxi
run me your cash please
taxi in a daydream
at the point keep feeling like whats left to appease
just another weed weekend
drawn out for its length
bet on regret and crib left unkempt
a home to a den
and without you there i wonder what the fuck it all meant

i dance nah i dont dance
see me out tommy on my arse
i can laugh n deny im a mark 
yeah i tried to stay sharp
didnt stop my damn heart getting plucked like a harp
hakk these shox to dust 
sweat flaking like rust 
what you faking for cuz?
come hold my hand at the cusp
cusp of something great but great doesn't mean good
we left when the cave shook 
they were in the bath and i couldnt even look
now i dont know if what shouldve been could
i wanted to blast it, my mouth was sealed like a carton
this is what it took for my feelings to sharpen

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of art and does not reflect the views of the artist(s). All content is fictional.

Sharpen (PROD. SYRYUS)

MIX: SYRYUS
MASTER: tove
DESIGN: KILL TRAVIS + k33psnak3 + 2oo2

walking round with spikes that’re way too long
lads that’ll wanna check where you’re from
that’s postcodes don’t say the wrong one
or it’s affray, knocked underneath the throng
aspen bottles n blister sheets in her handbag
i’ve been handing out bad cash
pumping jobs for one her sand and two her scag
if their friends owe then they’re getting sold bash
that’s not M in those caps
spindly and pale gaunt and trav
since i was young seen the tracks and rash
then the pipe came and put ants in those scabs 
broke down poppies all the way from iran
hume highway in the A U sedan
took a trip cars waiting soon as i land 

i owe my lifestyle to sandwich bags
doing graft made me a man

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of art and does not reflect the views of the artist(s). All content is fictional.

Spindle (PROD. SYRYUS)

MIX: SYRYUS
MASTER: tove
DESIGN: KILL TRAVIS + k33psnak3 + 2oo2

i still see your face in the fumes
taking my place among fungal bloom
as a man im still grey now just tinged blue
its still eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth true
in this tomb theres gas leaks and rot
come leak gas and rot watching the box
feel famous after a couple shots
drift off, we're in the crib like a cot
black top black hair remember i was sat there
fuck life im not naive dont think thats its fair
but i thought that we could at least share
the cat stared at our red heart blue brain and black hair
you know where im at if you need
huntsman creeping im asked to kill it please
meanwhile your neck smells like a millipede
your loves got me so ill at ease

and my baby's so vain
that she's almost a mirror
 the sound of her name
sends a permanent shiver 
down my spine
down my spine
and my baby's insane
hes almost been a killer
 the sound of his name 
sends a permanent shiver
down my spine 
down my spine

she say she love me whatever that mean
first ep grey the next tape was green 
back then i had it bursting at the seams
since dreams came back ive lost it all it seems 
with tusi on the beach squirming in pitch black
will i ever find a mismatch or am i too kickback
lost in the present lost those i would bring back
forget the fire in my arms im left with a singed lap
one more time sing that dark tune
its no longer something i do
breathing fumes picture the face of you 
when im in the frame for you dont forget the blue

and my baby's so vain
that she's almost a mirror
 the sound of her name
sends a permanent shiver 
down my spine
down my spine
and my baby's insane
hes almost been a killer
 the sound of his name 
sends a permanent shiver
down my spine 
down my spine

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of art and does not reflect the views of the artist(s). All content is fictional.

Shivers (PROD. SYRYUS)

https://youtu.be/WyS3I2qieBY?si=Q5PCEQpi4dhV84gz

first single from the 5-track EP 'Solar Worship.' Dropping April 20, 2025.
prod Ali https://www.instagram.com/swarmachine/
cover + video by k33psnak3 https://k33psnak3.com/

scrawl a page, and its empty
when i awake, feeling empty
call a mate n we're both empty
running fatigue like i got hep C
frothy black bile and pepsi
half a vessel drained til its empty
scrawl a page and its still empty
when i awake, feeling empty

coax me, milk, honey, and carressing
tempt me with fruit, flesh, and meat
sense deceit then onto the next thing
squat rent free coz my minds gone empty
head blank couldnt tell you how i find that
volume in my backpack, full of whats mine, lad
tried trap, clocked that
they spend reup then try climb back

tryna write, it feels like struggling to piss
dry age steak on my plate, stomachs a pit
try bridge up get cut into bits
see me stepping they start running a bit
my void theyre blushing frm it
and blood run through all their lips
might skip through it to bliss
need to feel something to live

scrawl a page and its empty
when i awake, feeling empty
call a mate n we're both empty
running fatigue like i got hep C
frothy black bile and pepsi
half a vessel drained til its empty
scrawl a page and its still empty
when i awake, feeling empty

when that bass kicks my mind goes empty
gabber got me turning quicker than a wrx
hakk like an athlete, off the desk seat
feel the sweat flick n run in my eyes til i cant see


DISCLAIMER: This is a work of art and does not reflect the views of the artist(s). All content is fictional.

Empty (MUSIC VIDEO LINK IN DESC) #solarworship

Collaborative 5-track EP 'Solar Worship.' Standard release: April 20, 2025.
prod + mix + master by Ali of Hope Gang www.instagram.com/swarmachine/
cover by Babette Emery @gut333r
https://www.ninaprotocol.com/releases/kill-travis-ali-solar-worship

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of art and does not reflect the views of the artist(s). All content is fictional.

Panting Prayer

Collaborative 5-track EP 'Solar Worship.' Standard release: April 20, 2025.
prod + mix + master by Ali of Hope Gang www.instagram.com/swarmachine/
cover by Babette Emery @gut333r
https://www.ninaprotocol.com/releases/kill-travis-ali-solar-worship

water from the billabong
this is not kratom
sediment sipping strong
what i been on 
leaves and the dirt
treatment it serves 
to ease up the hurt
roads steep and it curves 
exciting their curves 
temple or a church
smooth and firm 
they know im out in the field for feed and i burn 
no sunscreen when we lurk
in a calm bay make it churn

alright alright its alright
hold tight so tight til sunlight
alright alright im alright
hold tight so tight til its alright 

we'll be sweet just sit through the dim
spikes on my chin with pins on limbs
shake and trim cannabutter grin
running out the dark bush with marks on our shins 
summer already running thin autumn calls
in a thrall but fuck it i ball
kicking in doors on cam blacklight and a shawl
you running small im a strider like aragorn 
bullion n deposits til its all gone
my blossom got stainless steel thorns
you say that youre sorting it all 
dont believe what you talk, i say nyorn

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of art and does not reflect the views of the artist(s). All content is fictional.

Water From The Billabong

Collaborative 5-track EP 'Solar Worship.' Standard release: April 20, 2025.
prod + mix + master by Ali of Hope Gang www.instagram.com/swarmachine/
cover by Babette Emery @gut333r
https://www.ninaprotocol.com/releases/kill-travis-ali-solar-worship

smoking a grade in the calais
baby spin it and twist it like this the ballet
give a fuck what these cats says
cos i dont want daps i want ashcay

trap cash for dimsims what you think pays for the borek
kets dry in a zip same as me in the goretex
youre building more debt
and expect not to get squeezed threats like a corset
talking trains when i bore it make you red like james
but you look like gordon
met with resistance then i just force it in
past the bag check but i brought a sword in
so tell me now
whats important
slicing ankles limbs shortened
get extorted more than you owe then youre still walking
or ambos set up a cordon
rushed to trauma cos i cant find my quarter to give
peaking but i dont trip
wheelchair rolls i never heard of a limp
*chopping bout tick

he really thought shit was sweet go visit him
 say it aint that deep but it is
keep it up might leak like a sieve treat me like im dim 
no wokkz ill reach for the ching
undle folder pumping esh glow like a torch
tulpa my avatar start to appear in thoughts
buying gold from a boulder 
tick on my shorts number on my shoulder

never thought id be this way when im older

thought id be more sunsmart
spreadin cancer like love marks
blazing light where the fun start
and super heated dust parts
our blisters start to crust up
we the cattle at the muster
are you sunsmart do you trust us
does it speak to you
does it buzz
does it seem to ring true 
even though its not come to accuse
beaming crust life springs forth witness the view

we share in many kinds of blue 
its a friend to me and to you
gracious in its constant loop its our truth coronal loops, plasma shoots


DISCLAIMER: This is a work of art and does not reflect the views of the artist(s). All content is fictional.

SunSmart

Collaborative 5-track EP 'Solar Worship.' Standard release: April 20, 2025.
prod + mix + master by Ali of Hope Gang www.instagram.com/swarmachine/
cover by Babette Emery @gut333r
https://www.ninaprotocol.com/releases/kill-travis-ali-solar-worship

got my 95s on in the muddy creek
wind in the branches you can hear the whole gully creak
we could turn it into something cheap
but wouldnt put a price on love it seems
both beautiful and both beast
can you come with me to the show please
smoke droe we get no dreams
no sleep i dont wanna blink til they show me

i got them ill be like whats the problem
ratty with my metal teeth i know they froth it
was a liar now i keep it honest
difference between that n what you do cos youd dog it
got them ill be like whats the problem
ratty with my metal teeth i know they froth it
was a liar now i keep it honest
difference between that and when you dog it


DISCLAIMER: This is a work of art and does not reflect the views of the artist(s). All content is fictional.

Ratty

https://youtu.be/WyS3I2qieBY?si=Q5PCEQpi4dhV84gz
Collaborative 5-track EP 'Solar Worship.' Standard release: April 20, 2025.
prod + mix + master by Ali of Hope Gang www.instagram.com/swarmachine/
cover by Babette Emery @gut333r
https://www.ninaprotocol.com/releases/kill-travis-ali-solar-worship

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of art and does not reflect the views of the artist(s). All content is fictional.

Empty

BUSH MUSIC ONLY
new instagram up now
DBR 307
DARKBUSHRANGERS
NORTHSIDE 73 BURN CITY NAARM 4L

New tracks tagged #killtravis