The song is about the collapse of faith and illusions, about betrayal that slowly eats away at love and hope. When idols crumble and prayers turn to dust, only ashes and silence remain — the cold beauty of final rest.

Cold Eclipse

Betrayed So Beautifully

The song depicts a body drained of soul and hope, left as nothing but an empty shell. Pain echoes through the void, where only fragments of suffering endure.

Hollow Remains

The song is about blind devotion and the desperate need to reach someone no matter the cost. Even through storms, silence, and despair, love becomes both a wound and a driving force.

I Don't Need A Reason

The song is about the disappointment in someone you once considered your support. When everything falls into darkness and the world burns, all that remains beside you is cold silence and indifference. Apathy cuts deeper than any words.

Out Of The Fight

The song is about transformation through suffering into a harbinger of death. Born from despair and betrayal, the voice of the prophet becomes the hymn of an endless apocalypse.

The Blackened Prophet

Intro

The song is about surrendering to forbidden knowledge that carves itself into the soul. Ancient symbols and whispers draw the mind into darkness, revealing truths too heavy to bear.

Ritual Sign

Dive into the abyss with "The Altar of Ash," a symphonic deathcore opus that weaves a tale of addiction's seductive grip through venomous metaphors and cataclysmic soundscapes. Orchestral swells clash with blistering breakdowns, painting a vivid portrait of self-destruction and fleeting euphoria—where the high becomes a hollow throne in a palace of decay. Crafted with AI precision to amplify my raw lyrics, this track is for those who crave the chaos of extreme metal fused with symphonic grandeur. If you're into bands like Fleshgod Apocalypse or Lorna Shore, hit play and let the poison crown you. #SymphonicDeathcore #AddictionAnthem

Lyrics and Music © 2025 Siddhartha Chen (RealAsianRobot)

The Altar of Ash

The being descends, not destroying but rewriting. The world becomes a book, its lines altered by its law. Survivors lose will: their bodies, puppets; their thoughts, whispers of the Abyss. In the sky shines the “Crown of the Abyss” — a ring of light encircling the black sun. Humanity disappears, dissolved in its radiance. There is no struggle — not because it was crushed, but because in this new reality, struggle no longer has meaning.

Eye of Eternity

Crown of the Abyss

The broken gate releases not a monster, but a principle, older than space itself. Reality melts: stone walls, mountain ridges, even human bodies flow toward the radiant “Eye of Eternity” hovering above the breach. The summoners lose themselves — their souls consumed by bottomless light. The world unravels; boundaries between matter and void dissolve. What was familiar dissolves into chaos, where time and space cease, leaving only the endless horror of a new order.

Through the Shattered Gate

Around the ancient circle gather heretical priests and mortals hungry for power. Their blood seeps into carved grooves, their cries merge into a sinister chant. Flashes rend the heavens, clouds blacken, and from them emerges a formless silhouette — a myriad of eyes and tendrils bound by lightning. The earth trembles, the air tears like fabric. The gate to another world bursts open, releasing a presence that threatens to erase the boundary between being and nothingness.

The Summoning

The pillars of existence — both physical and metaphysical — collapse. Temples turn to dust, rivers vanish into void, and the laws of time shatter, weaving past, present, and future into a frenzy of chaos. Life becomes impossible, but death is unreachable. The world transforms into a nightmare, reality dissolving into the terror of eternal decay. People, beasts, even stars lose their shape, devoured by a current with no beginning, no end — only an endless fall into nothing.

Collapse of the Pillars

In an ancient temple, forgotten by time, runes ignite on the stone floor, belonging to no known civilization. Their light pulses like an unseen heart, awakening echoes of whispers in the void. Legends say the “Silent Gods” left these marks — entities sealed beyond time. The air thickens, shadows stir, and the world holds its breath. The runes are the key to awakening a power that has slept for millennia, now breathing through every stone of the shattered hall.

Runic Floor (Intro)

Dive into the abyss with "Anatomy of Withering," a brutal Symphonic Deathcore opus that dissects the slow, insidious decay of the human spirit. Through crushing growls, orchestral swells, and haunting choirs, RealAsianRobot captures the torment of self-stagnation—a soul trapped in its own crumbling prison, where ambition erodes into dust and the will to live fades into silence. Generated with cutting-edge AI to blend symphonic grandeur with deathcore's unrelenting fury, this track is a visceral reminder that inaction is the deadliest poison. If you've ever felt the weight of your own inertia, this one's for you—let it shake you awake.

Lyrics and Music © 2025 Siddhartha Chen (RealAsianRobot)

Anatomy of Withering

「𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥.
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦.
𝘐𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘴.
𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘴, 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘴.
𝘏𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘸.

𝘐𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘥𝘰𝘮, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯.
𝘏𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘵- 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦.

𝘈𝘯 𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦.」 

»»𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌_𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚘_𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎:
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»»𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎_𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍:
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「𝙶𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚁」ThyHarvesting Mix

The Black Quill is a musical duet of Dmitry Kolganov and Mira Shadranis — a dark fantasy writer and his muse. It’s a dialogue between pain and understanding, between the one who creates and the one who inspires.
Each album is a story. Each song — a confession torn from silence; what we don’t talk about.
The sound balances between dark ambient, brutal deathcore, cinematic score and depressive ballad, creating a sonic world where the soul stands face to face with itself.

[𝐃𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬]

ThyHarvesting, in it's music side, is a one man project, that experiments in FL Studio.
Driven by various Metal and EDM genre influences and gaming/anime nostalgia.

𝘢𝘯𝘖𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳_𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦...
https://soundcloud.com/ultima_aevum

🎮 Singapore-based creator, gamer, and lyricist.
I craft AI-powered music that crosses every genre — cinematic, chill, chaotic, and everything in between. Every track carries the same energy, imagination, and emotion that fuel my livestreams and stories.

🎧 Where gaming meets sound. Where creativity becomes infinite. https://linktr.ee/realasianrobot

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