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Destroy Rebuild

(Are we not drawn onward to) NEW ERA

Live in the Valley

This Is Exile (Live)

In Vain

As The Structure Fails - The Promise

Lyrics:

In hyperfocus
I'd bleed for you
And I don't need this
Like you do

But I can't bear
To watch
Your tide roll in
And I can't 
Let this stay beneath your skin

So with this
Seep
So with this
Seep

I used to watch from afar
So afraid
To be seen
Like there's no more dire fate
Than being percieved

But let me saturate
Take away 
Disintigrate

So with this
Seep
Into your insides 
Outlast another day
Seep
Into your insides 
Outnumbering the pain

Seep, seep, seep
And now, saturate
Seep, seep, seep
And now, saturate
Seep, seep, seep
And now, saturate
Seep, seep, seep
And now, saturate

So with this
I'd bleed for you
Seep
So with this
I'd bleed for you
Seep

So with this
Seep
Into your insides 
Outlast another day
Seep
Into your insides 
Outnumbering the pain
So with this
Seep
I'd bleed for you
So with this
Seep
I'd bleed for you

Insides Out (Saturate and Seep)

Fog Over Whitechapel — This opening track launches a brutal ritual concept album that reimagines Jack the Ripper as an ancient horror stalking gaslit London. Industrial metal, gothic doom, and occult theatrics collide in a suffocating fog of myth and murder. Full album coming Halloween 2025.

Lyrically paints the poverty and desperation of 1888 Whitechapel while hinting at an unseen hunger stirring in the mist. A shadow moves with intent, though whether man or something darker is left uncertain.

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[Verse 1]
Hush — hush —
I walk where gaslight cracks the stone.
Fog drinks secrets from your bones.
My boots pound streets of rust and prayer,
My breath a curse, my grin a snare.

[Chorus 1]
In fog I wake — your pulse undone —
A myth reborn beneath the gun.
Gaslight hums my gutter vow —
I am the blade that carves you now.

[Verse 2]
Steel whispers steam in alley jaws —
(I cut, I carve — the god I draw)
Rust and silk beneath my thumb —
(I hush the street — the ritual drum)

Your breath is frost — your prayer is ash —
(I grin where lanterns flicker, crash)
Fog-bound throat — the oath you keep —
(A hymn of iron where secrets sleep)

[Chorus 2]
In fog I wake — the myth divine —
Your heartbeat hums inside my spine.
Lanterns drown where shadows bow —
I am the cut that feeds you now.

[Bridge]
Come closer — hush — your pulse, my hymn —
Gaslight swears the fog grows thin.
I break the street — I breathe you whole —
A throat of wire, a soul of coal.

[Breakdown]
Hounds in steam — I tear the sleep —
Scrap-bound hands — the butcher creeps —
Chant the oath — the fog devours —
Gutter hymn — the iron flowers.

[Final Chorus]
In fog I wake — your fear confined —
A myth reborn inside your mind.
Lanterns choke — your secrets bow —
I am the blade — I am you now.

[Outro]
When fog returns, so too shall I —
Your throat, my blade, Whitechapel’s cry.

Fog Over Whitechapel

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Host Disorder

Anthrology: No Hit Wonders (1985-1991)

Antisocial (French Version)

Crown The Empire - Johnny Ringo

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Dead & Alive

Untidaled

Untidaled

The Devil Wears Prada

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