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its about to get gore to get gore (x4)

its about to... get... gore
we just got... the high... score
we just built a death star
star star star...
its about to get uhggore

we just built a death star
its about to get gore
welcome to our high score 
we just cut your head whore (x2)

*Subwoofer breakdown*

we just built a death star
its about to get gore

sith kids!

we just cut your head whorrre

HypeR.GorE

T.H. White : Music Machines

Watch AI spin chrome butterflies into a galaxy—no CGI team, just killer prompts!
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Orbit of Silent Moons
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Sand made of night itself stretched to every horizon, shimmering like powdered obsidian beneath a hollow sky. Nothing stirred—until a lone ember tumbled from the heavens, leaving a copper-red streak in the unlit firmament. The ember’s descent ended with a sigh against the desert floor, and the land exhaled as though it had been holding its breath for eons. Glassy ripples radiated from the impact, lifting grains of black sand into slow-motion orbits around a figure who had not been there a heartbeat earlier. Cloaked in tattered starlight, the Traveler knelt and cupped the ember. It flared, and the desert answered.

Rings of bronze light pulsed outward. Where they passed, pillars of translucent crystal sprouted like flora in accelerated bloom, refracting the dimness into auroras of impossible color. With each heartbeat the pillars grew taller, bending gravity so gently that sand began to drift upward in spirals. The Traveler rose, boots touching ground only out of habit, and stepped toward the largest pillar. Its surface liquefied, becoming a whirl of stormglass that invited entrance.

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Crossing the threshold felt like walking through a perfect reflection of wind—cool, weightless, and humming with hidden mathematics. Inside, time looped audibly; footsteps landed before shoes touched crystal, and whispered echoes preceded spoken words. The corridor narrowed to two panes of opaline stone that opened like eyelids exactly wide enough for passage. Threads of starlight stitched the corridor’s roof, each strand vibrating with memories that were foreign yet unsettlingly intimate: a cradle under twin suns, a farewell on a mountainside of polished bone, laughter that tasted of citrus and silver.

Then, without warning, warmth blossomed. Daylight—true daylight—rose from cracks in the floor, flooding the corridor with honey-gold brilliance. For a breathless span the world felt merciful, all colors waiting only to be chosen. But as quickly as it came, the brightness inverted; shadows flowed back in, repainting everything in midnight hues. The Traveler tightened fingers around the ember, which pulsed between minor and major shades like a restless heartbeat, then settled into a steady red glow. Ahead lay a gateway framed by stormglass whose surface quivered like water about to boil.

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Beyond the gateway stretched an endless curtain of sideways rain—each droplet a tiny prism chiming as it struck invisible walls. The Traveler stepped onto a platform of pure sound, ripples of bass underfoot, and rode the shockwaves. Space folded like origami with every crest, flinging the Traveler across continents of glittering dust in heartbeat-sized leaps. When the sonic storm broke, stillness descended: violet mist curled low, hugging a forest of silver trees whose branches bent away from touch as though shy. In the hush, even thought seemed loud.

Continues on the website.

Gravity Wrote Our Halo

-English below-

Danke, dass Du irgendwie auf meinem Accout gelandet bist und Dir meine Musik anhörst. Solltest Du gefallen daran haben würde ich mich wirklich sehr darüber freuen, wenn Du mich mit einem Like und Follow supportest. Davon haben wir am Ende beide was ;-) Ich fange ja gerade erst an und verspreche noch viele interessante Werke in Zukunft!
#DANKE Dir von Herzen <3

Thank you for somehow ending up on my account and listening to my music. If you like it, I would really appreciate it if you would support me with a Like and Follow. In the end, we both get something out of it ;-) I'm just getting started and promise many more interesting works in the future!
#Thank you from the bottom of my heart <3

Text, Idee, Umsetzung
©®2025
David Warnecke
Kontakt:
glckswlt.music@gmail.com

GLCKSWLT • My Elephant

g:zeus

An altered choice

Album download:
https://gamebeatx14.bandcamp.com/album/legacy

Song art: http://fav.me/d578ov0

Synth-Tech

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Digital Molecular Nanotechnology

GLCKSWLT = Techno, Dance, Electro
H4XH4X = Hard Techno

®©2K25 David Warnecke  

Kontakt: 
• GLCKSWLT 
glckswlt.music@gmail.com

• H4XH4X
h4xh4x.techno@gmail.com

#techno #glueckswelt #glckswlt #pop #hiphop
#electronic #music #Hardtechno #h4xh4x #germany

Hello there! I'm an electronic music artist and graphic designer from Florida. Check out my songs right here, or visit me on other sites to view my artwork and videos.

Dig the tunes? Check out trippy music videos: https://www.youtube.com/@grasspatchbum

Website or Instagram for booking.

Need change - going harder.

Techno, Trance, Psytech, Psytrance, and other liquid psychedelic music is where I'm the happiest but I do love a lot of Latin, Tribal, Trip Hop, Lofi, Chillhop so occasionally I'll release something off-beat.

------ Past-Tense Shenanigans ------

Born in the dust-filled vibes of a ‘90s apartment, Grass Patch Bum started spinning records back when vinyl was king and internet cafes were revolutionary. Armed with a crate of vinyl, Grass Patch Bum dived headfirst into underground raves and sweaty house parties, learning the art of blending beats on turntables and (eventually) the "futuristic" CDJs. But the journey didn't stop there.

After taking a hiatus to dive into the world of FL Studio and dissect the mechanics of production, Grass Patch Bum came back stronger, with a repertoire of original sounds and the technical chops to match. Fast forward, and they've turned dancefloors upside down from Thailand to Vietnam, Bali to the heart of Europe. Now, powered by Ableton Live and a creative arsenal that refuses to stay in one genre, Grass Patch Bum weaves sonic journeys that blend groove, grit, and just a sprinkle of nostalgia for the good ol' days.

Catch him live for a taste of nostalgia, modern beats, Latin grooves, electronic melodies, and a wide range of liquid sounds. Whether it's a tropical beach in Thailand or an underground club in Berlin, Grass Patch Bum brings thems booty movements like no other.

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