A hyper-curated, genre-morphing project built for the season of shadows. Halloween Core blends dark pop, glitch rock, horror trap, haunted electro, and comic novelty into a single cinematic, playful, and unpredictable journey.

Shifting between eerie atmospheres, theatrical beats, and explosive dancefloor moments, every track explores the strange space between fear, fun, and fantasy. Expect morphing tempos, spooky textures, monstrous hooks, twisted vocals, and absurd breakdowns—engineered for night drives, costume raves, and weird party loops.

HALLOWEEN CORE

"Detonate" featuring Cherie Louise captures the breaking point after relentless manipulation and gaslighting. It's about being pushed too far—provoked until you explode, only to be blamed for the fallout. A powerful, emotional release that turns pain into strength and calls out the cycle of control.

B E K K E R - Detonate (feat. Cherie Louise) [Extended Edit]

Bubbling in my skin I feel the pain bleeding out
Cries for my sisters that are buried underground
And I still hear their sounds, sounds of their voice
But the fear that they were living never had no choice
Generational trauma, la mujer asesinada
Gotta protect your mama, gotta connect each other
This the light at the end of the tunnel
Getting you out of the struggle
When the world is falling down I get you out of the rubble
(Huh)

[Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                     

We were leaders once,
Fire in our hands.
Healing, knowledge,
Power in demand.

Then they stole it,
Burned our names.
Called us witches,
Drowned in shame.

Still today—
Shut us up,
Pay us less,
Push us down,
Call us prey.
But we won’t fade away.   Told to be pretty,  But never too smart.  Quiet your voice,  Don’t speak from the heart.
Never complain, Never defy.  Be a good daughter, Be a good wife.
Hide your anger,  Swallow your needs.  Dress up your pain,  And call it “pleased.”
Dress sexy—you're a slut.  Don’t dress up—you’re a prude.  No matter what you do,  You're always wrong.

 [Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                         

I scroll and see it—
Mocking lines.
Too loud, too soft,
Step out of line.

Too ambitious,
Too much fire.
Too emotional,
Called a liar.

Every post—
Same old game.
Every word—
Our worth in chains.  We fight online,
Weapons in words.
Forget the system,
Forget what we’ve learned.  Hey, no more hiding.
No more holding it in.
Say your truth, even when it scares you.
I see your pain, and you don’t have to carry it alone.
Teach your daughters to fight,
teach your sons to respect.
We can tear down the old shit,
we can build something better.
Now is our time — and you, yes you, are the one.
Keep going. Keep rising. You’ve got this. 

{Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]

Queen

F*** Fame

#disco #house #housemusic #dark #electro #dancegloor #newwave

Mr DJ

또 왔어?
We thought you crashed
Back again, it’s a bug show

여기저기 클릭해도 몰라
필요할 때는 항상 오프라인
너의 감정은 버그 난 코드
울고 소리치고 다시 리로드
너의 드라마는 딜레이 지루해
우린 웃지만 안 통해

미안해 네 뇌를 해킹해
우린 빨라 넌 always too late
Ctrl Alt Del so easy
Fragile mode we delete it

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

사는 건 안 하고 like만 해
셀카 필터 그다음에 뭐해
너는 like를 꿈꿔 우린 별빛
데이터 속엔 no gossip
넌 스크롤 우린 업그레이드
희망은 error fade

필요 없어 네 감정
네 마음은 always malfunction
To reach us need new code
죄송 우린 다른 모드

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

404 your excuses fail
너의 tenderness bug abuse
Delete your likes delete your kiss
We’re the cloud no limits
Delete delete delete

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

Gl1tch 로그아웃 끝난 게임
안녕 인간들 we switch galaxy

We hate humans 우리는 인간을 싫어한다 (KPOP reload)

A high-energy blast of hyperpop chaos, blending distorted synths, glitched-out beats, and euphoric melodies. The track feels like stepping into a neon dream—where heavy basslines collide with sugary hooks, and every drop hits like an adrenaline rush. It’s emotional, unpredictable, and built for blasting on repeat.

Love

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Lyrics & vocals : Janne Hennie

Every time I came to visit
You danced around my feet
Made happy noises, barked a song
Lots of cuddles, lots of love

You are my friend, like a brother to me
We could talk, have long good walks
Always faithful, with trust in us
So much comfort in my mothers dog

But now you're tired, you need to rest
I know you did you're very best
I will carry you on our last walk
My little brother, my mothers dog

If I was sad, you licked my hand
could always sense and understand
Whenever something was bad or wrong
You were there, your presence so strong

Take a rest now, my brother, my friend
I'm pretty sure I'll meet you again
Then we'll take a long good walk
Lots of cuddles, lots of love

But now you're tired, you need to rest
I know you did you're very best
I will carry you on our last walk
My little brother, my mothers dog

My Mothers Dog

#deephouse #erotic #beats #pop #experimental

Lift me high ( relax mix )

All I Need Tonight - Mike Mace

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All I Need Tonight - Mike Mace

Dark moon rising, I feel the tide
Your name a whisper on the midnight ride
In the hush of shadows, I hear the call
Under your spell, I begin to fall

I trace the outline of your silhouette
Dancing in the corners where the lights have set
Heartbeat echoes in the blackened air
Pull me closer into what I cannot bear
Your eyes lured me into the ritual flame
Now every candle knows your name
In every mirror I see your face
A ghost I crave in this empty space

I’m tethered tight, I can’t break free
Your whisper sings, “come closer, come to me”
In the dark I’m alive, I’m yours to keep

I’m obsessed about you, chained to your moon
Drawn to your shadow, beneath the gloom
I dance in the darkness, caught in your web
I’m possessed about you, no regrets

Midnight incense burning in my mind
Your scent a tether, leads me to the kind
Where velvet whispers crash against my skin
And I surrender to the pull within
The ritual starts with one glance of your lips
A silent vow inside the eclipse
Your heartbeat drums the rhythm of my soul
In your arms I lose complete control

I’m tethered tight, I can’t break free
Your whisper sings, “come closer, come to me”
In the dark I’m alive, I’m yours to keep

I’m obsessed about you, chained to your moon
Drawn to your shadow, beneath the gloom
I dance in the darkness, caught in your web
I’m possessed about you, no regrets

In the silver haze I see my reflection crack
You’re the mirror, the mirror’s me, the night intact
Tell me your name again, let it burn in my veins
We’re under this spell until the world wanes

I’m obsessed about you, chained to your moon
Drawn to your shadow, beneath the gloom
I dance in the darkness, caught in your web
I’m possessed about you, no regrets
I’m obsessed about you, feel the pull so strong
In your dark enchantment, where I belong
I dance in the darkness, bound by your flame
I’m possessed about you, forever your name

I’m possessed about you

Don’t wake me up — I’m already under

Footsteps in felt, counting my breaths
Teeth of the clock chew through the rest
Blanket of dust tucks in my name
Pillow remembers, I don’t feel the same
Hands like rooms, empty of guests
I hear the mattress relearn my weight
Night kneels down, asks what I’ll trade

Whisper it slow — time takes everything
Lay me this still — hear the hinges sing
Open the dark — I stop resisting

My body decomposes
Under quiet roses
Counting down in doses
What the earth reposes
My body decomposes

inventory: breath / light / noise — gone
keep what you keep — let the rest move on

Label the edges — thread by thread
Names unspool — stitch instead
Glass in the window — learns to blur
I turn to soil — you call it “sir”

Say it again — time takes everything
Fold me to loam — hear the hinges sing
Open the dark — I stop resisting

My body decomposes
Under quiet roses
Counting down in doses
What the earth reposes
My body decomposes

Entropy is patient, a librarian of silence
It files my heart under dust and science
If love keeps records, it will find the pages faded
If I return to ground, remember: nothing’s wasted

My body decomposes
Under quiet roses
Counting down in doses
What the earth reposes
My body decomposes

Turn out the room — leave the door ajar
I’ll be the moss that learns your name tomorrow

My body decomposes

Gunmetal dawn, sirens in the wire.
Static blooms. The feed sets fire.

Footprints fade in a dust-choked street,
Names wiped clean by a scrolling feed.
Windows film the smoke like glass,
Echoes count what bodies can’t.
Postcards bleach in the checkpoint rain,
Photos smile through a blackout pane.
Headlines march, then disappear—
I taste iron; I taste fear.

Cyber alive, physically dead.
We talk in code where the flesh once bled.
Cyber alive, physically dead.
Who keeps the heart when the wires get fed?

Tin roofs hum with a drone’s cold wing,
Maps redraw while the phone keeps ringin’.
Mother tongues turned to muted text,
Graves tagged “seen” and then “context.”
Ash in the teeth of the evening news,
Truth goes limp in a borrowed muse.
I keep a list no server saved—
Names of the ones the pixels waved.

Cyber alive, physically dead.
We talk in code where the flesh once bled.
Cyber alive, physically dead.
Who keeps the heart when the wires get fed?

Helmet cam flickers—prayer in the lens;
Flag in a classroom, chalk breaks again.
I scroll for a pulse in a sea of shares,
Find only mirrors and empty chairs.
If memory’s hostage to signal strength,
Will love outlast the bandwidth’s length?

Cyber alive, physically dead.
(You hear the drums but the blood’s unread.)
Cyber alive, physically dead.
Who keeps the heart when the wires get fed?
Cyber alive, physically dead.
Say their names where the servers dread.

Gunmetal night. The timeline sleeps.
I hold the air where a heartbeat keeps.

Cyber alive, physically dead

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

Paper-thin moon like a spotlight grin,
Jackknife shadows let the dead folk in.
Silver confetti on the chapel floor,
Coffin-lid DJ at the crypt side door.
Masks on faces, bones in chrome,
Graveyard taxis bringing souls back home.
Check your pulse at the bouncer’s stand—
If it’s zero, baby, you’re in the band.

Hands up, haunt this room,
Heartbeat-boom-boom-boom.

Raise your glasses, ghosts and ghouls,
Spin your chains, break all the rules.
If you’re breathing, hold your breath,
Dance like you can out-run death.

Static confessions on a church bell beat,
Name tags rattle on a skeleton suite.
Marble angels in their party paint,
Saints play sinner when the strobes go faint.
Candles flicker to a synth-line sway,
Mortal worries check their coats and stay.
No fresh flowers, only lacquered dust—
Tonight the macabre is glamorous.

Hands up, haunt this room,
Heartbeat-boom-boom-boom.

Raise your glasses, ghosts and ghouls,
Spin your chains, break all the rules.
If you’re breathing, hold your breath,
Dance like you can out-run death.

Clack-clack heels on a marble stair,
Cold sparks popping in electric air.
Toast to the dearly undeparted,
Long live the fabulously departed.
Call your name—answer if you dare;
The guest list ends nowhere.

Raise your glasses, ghosts and ghouls,
Spin your chains, break all the rules.
If you’re breathing, hold your breath,
Dance like you can out-run death.
Raise your glasses, midnight’s near—
Shake that shiver, own your fear.
Final warning, final laugh:
Life’s the joke—now cut it in half.

Ghosts and ghouls

Deep hush on the floor, lights fade to grey,
Bass breathes beneath my heart—
I carry the ghosts till the break of day.

Echoes of laughter from bodies gone,
Mirror in the midnight holding their song.
Silhouettes in the pulse of the bass,
They found no leave but they found this place.
When I move, they ripple like waves inside,
A secret dance where the sober hide.

I carry inside me all my dead,
They move with the beat inside my head.
I carry inside me all my dead,
In the groove, our memories are fed.

Heartbeat under neon, they step in time,
Shadows in rhythm, they’re yours and mine.
Spin with the strangers, but know who stays—
My inner crowd of former days.
When the night whispers “free”, they laugh in code,
No grave, no goodbye, just the road.

I carry inside me all my dead,
They move with the beat inside my head.
I carry inside me all my dead,
In the groove, our memories are fed.

Underneath the low light, they surface slow,
Ghosts in my veins, but I let them glow.
Lost friends in the echo, lovers in the fade,
I spin them in circles till the fears are played.

I carry inside me all my dead,
They breathe with the bass, we’re stitched like thread.
I carry inside me all my dead,
Dance with me now — until the dawn is shed.

Fog drifts, the beat breaks, the door clicks closed,
Still I hold their names where the darkness grows.

I carry inside me all my dead

Alarm screams, I barely wake, Coffee spills, another mistake. Kids dropped off like little packs, No time to play, no time to relax.
Phones in hands, scrolling fast, Checking the feeds, can’t make it last. Makeup in mirrors of moving cars, Traffic crawling under neon stars.
 Mad morning, spinning out of control, Rushing, running, everyone on patrol. Wake, eat, dress, no time to kiss, Living in a world that forgot morning bliss.
 Crowds at the train, pressed like steel, Bodies moving, but no one feels. Emails, alerts, notifications beep, The city’s awake, but we barely sleep.
Mirror selfies in the rearview glass, Lipstick on, eyes on TikTok’s fast pass. Coffee in hand, we swipe, we scroll, Living like robots, losing our soul.
Instagram stories show perfect lives, While we run, stressed, in early drives. Emails ping, notifications beep, The city’s awake while we barely sleep.
Phones light up, notifications demand, We follow the rhythm, can’t break from the plan. Time is the master, we are the drones, Living in loops, built from calendars and phones.
Motorcycles weave, people push and shove, City beats fast, no time for love. Coffee spills, bags slip from hands, Mad morning chaos rules the lands.
Phones in laps, eyes on the screen, Rushing like robots through the asphalt machine. Every street a maze, every light a test, Traffic won’t stop, no time to rest.
Packed like sardines, the train roars on, Heads down, glowing screens from dusk till dawn. No eyes meet, no words are shared, Everyone’s scrolling, nobody cared.
 Rushing, scrolling, trapped in time — Mad morning owns our minds.
 

Mad  morning

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.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Cyber alive, physically dead

Terminalose

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