RajahWild - Grung

Chronic Law, RajahWild - Hunt (Official Audio)

“The Loving Lord”
They call me the fae lord of chaos
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)

What I gotta do to kiss the ones who’ll call me sinner?
Tie me down or hold me close—I’m both the feast and dinner.
Haven’t tasted lips so sweet since stars aligned last Friday,
Every taste divine, I’ll make my rounds before the night fades.

Got you in a chokehold or a soft embrace,
Dancing ‘til we’re tangled up in silk and lace.
Underneath the moonlight, every heart’s my space,
I’m a lord of love, no limits to my (taste).

(Chorus)
Lover, I’m a drunken lover.
I could be your tender lover.
I’m a teasing, kneeling lover.
I could be your king.

I kiss freaks and sweethearts, love them like an animal,
Pull them close and make them sing a madrigal.
I’m the fae, the loving Borealis lord,
They call me a sinful mess they adore (oh-oh).
Oh-oh (oh-oh), adore (oh-oh).
They call me a sinful mess they adore.

Hey, darling, I’ll kneel if you take control.
Hey, darling, or I’ll bind you and steal your soul.
Hey, darling, every flavor on my lips.
Hey, darling, love me harder than this.

It’s a kink show, baby, I’m the ringleader,
Tied in rope or holding you as the redeemer.
I could play both sides like a wicked dreamer,
Caught a sweet sub, now I’m their midnight schemer.

(Chorus)
Lover, I’m a drunken lover.
I could be your tender lover.
I’m a teasing, kneeling lover.
I could be your king.

I kiss freaks and sweethearts, love them like an animal,
Pull them close and make them sing a madrigal.
I’m the fae, the loving Borealis lord,
They call me a sinful mess they adore (oh-oh).
Oh-oh (oh-oh), adore (oh-oh).
They call me a sinful mess they adore.

(Bridge)
Every rope, every tease, every gasp, every moan,
Every mark left behind feels like coming home.
I’ll worship every body, every soul, every mind,
You’re my constellation, my pleasure divine.

(Chorus)
Lover, I’m a sinful lover.
I could be your tender lover.
I’m a giving, taking lover.
I could be your king.

I kiss freaks and sweethearts, love them like an animal,
Pull them close and make them sing a madrigal.
I’m the fae, the loving Borealis lord,
They call me a sinful mess they adore (oh-oh).
Oh-oh (oh-oh), adore (oh-oh).
They call me a sinful mess they adore.

(Outro)
Take my hand and I’ll lead you into ecstasy,
Every love a gift that sets me free.
I’m the fae, the lord who loves without restraint,
And I’ll kneel or command, depending on fate (oh-oh).

(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh)
They call me a sinful mess they adore.

“The Loving Lord”

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Wisp Wolf Dissonance

Wisp Wolf Dissonance is not just a name. It's a pulse that doesn’t follow rules. A howl wrapped in static. A signal flickering through smoke and memory. It’s me, Willow. And it’s us. The voices that live in me. The parts that don’t always speak in words, but always make sound. What you’re hearing isn’t just music. It’s a transmission from a body that never settled into one shape.

We don’t just sing. We don’t just write. We do it all. The noise, the melody, the movement underneath. Every lyric, every scream, every glitter-drenched drone or stripped-down whisper is something we crafted from scratch. No producers. No teams. Just hands and heart and code and chaos. My partners sometimes help me with ideas or inspiration, but what you hear is something we build ourselves, from the inside out.

We shift. That’s the truth. You might notice that no two tracks sound alike. One might be soft, nearly a lullaby. The next could cut like broken glass. It’s not a gimmick. It’s not mood swings. It’s something akin to dissociative identity disorder, though I’m not formally diagnosed. I’m fighting for that clarity. I live with psychosis, CPTSD, and other neurodivergent conditions that impact how I perceive reality. I experience episodes. My sense of self fractures and reforms. There are different voices, different moods, different ways of being that move through me. And when we create, that shows up in the sound.

This is not an attempt to fake or force anything. I’m not gatekeeping or trying to claim something I haven’t earned. This is just how I process my world. How I make sense of myself. And how I stay alive. Our music shifts because we do. And every version is real. Every voice is part of me. That isn't inconsistency. That’s truth in motion.

Wisp Wolf Dissonance is a sanctuary for the shapeshifters. The fae-drifters. The glitchcore kin. The neurospicy. The queer. The system-made and soul-scattered. The ones too strange for genre and too honest for silence. We don’t fit. So we make spaces that do. Our music is jagged and gentle. Loud and trembling. It's holy and haunted. It's everything we are, stitched together and humming.

Some tracks are sorrow. Some are fury. Some are hope with teeth. Some are just noise because the silence was heavier. Everything here is a timestamp of a moment we lived. We don’t polish it into perfection. We offer it as it is. Breathing. Changing. True.

Wisp Wolf Dissonance is not a brand. It's a den. A portal. A system of signals. A love letter written in distortion. This space is ours. But if it speaks to you, it's yours too.

More about us: https://willowborale.carrd.co
Stay wild. Stay soft. Stay strange.
We’ll keep building. We’ll keep singing.

Trap | Rap | Hip Hop Beats Instrumentals.
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