Lights flick, the mirror grins,
Flesh on fire, where the story begins.

Skin slides off the stage like velvet falls,
In the spotlight’s glare you hear the crawl.
Heartbeat synced to a chainsaw’s edge,
Rumour’s truth on the razor’s ledge.
Hands turn claws, the crowd is still—
Party tonight on a broken thrill.

Show me your bones, let the flesh confide,
Dance in the dark where the mask won’t hide.
Show me your bones, scream and collide,
We’ll rise tonight—on the freak-side.

Veins glowing red with the vinyl’s boom,
Mirror-crack vision of impending doom.
Shadows gather, the body parts sway,
Carnival of nerves in flesh decay.
One step closer to a macabre tune,
Under Halloween’s deranged moon.

Show me your bones, let the flesh confide,
Dance in the dark where the mask won’t hide.
Show me your bones, scream and collide,
We’ll rise tonight—on the freak-side.

Eyes roll back, the skin ignites,
Monster’s ballet in neon lights.
Spine unspools, the crowd beholds,
The wild inside no one controls.

Show me your bones, let the flesh confide,
Dance in the dark where the mask won’t hide.
Show me your bones, scream and collide,
We’ll rise tonight—on the freak-side.
Show me your bones…
Show me your bones…

Bones in the moonlight, bodies in flight,
We own the night.

Show me your bones

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.

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