I really like it! Honestly my type of metal 🔥🔥🔥 the female voice is such a beautiful touch 🔥

NGL thank God ur music is good bc everybody else is so AHHHH

Heavy powerful sound, digging the contrasting tone on those vocals ... 🤘👊

Beautiful! The lows are disgusting. Love it. Check out Wirth-X tracks Snatching souls for Fun, Buried in the Shadows, Split the night into all its parts, and Shadows all around. You'll  enjoy :) Keep up the good work

Love the guitar sound at the opening. I enjoy the solos throughout. Very Devin Townsend 👏

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Melodic Solid Rock to give you something to think about.

Midnight Oil

China Shop

sign of snow ft. TWOSMILES (prod. myss)

Übermensch

"NeurosYs" is NASP's 4th single of 2025
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NeurosYs

Read-read-read
note-note-note
footnote the soul of a mole in a coat
Ink-ink-ink
scratch-scratch-scratch
argue ‘bout the meaning of the word dispatch
Mark-mark-mark
quote-quote-quote
stack your sources ‘til the shelves revolt

Our coffee’s black as our funding gap
our deadlines bend like a yoga map
We publish thoughts no one will heed
but glory’s in the planted seed

Work-work-work, until the thought gets weird
debate the length of an unseen beard
Draft-draft-draft, then tear the page
we’re the chorus and the cage

We mine in texts nobody reads
stacking scrolls like ancient reeds
A grant’s a dragon guarding lore
you flatter it, it gives you more

Work-work-work, till the candles die
rewrite the truth with a scholar’s lie
Proof-proof-proof till the moon’s been spun
and toast to the joy of the kingdom of Some

Ink-stained hands and a mind half-mad
argue with ghosts you never had
Measure the weight of a metaphor’s bone
and carve your thesis into stone

Trade your hours for immortal lines
digging through dust for half-formed signs
Argue ‘til dawn on a point obscure
declare the riddle “still unsure”

Who holds the key to the scholar’s vault?
"We do! We do! It’s all our fault!"
Who stacks the scrolls ‘til the shelves cave in?
"We do! We do! Let the work begin!"

Push-push-push the ink along
sing-sing-sing the unwritten song
laugh-laugh-laugh at the scholar’s jest
then bind it in the Book of Rest
Dig-dig-dig through the dusty mind
find-find-find what the rest won’t find

Work-work-work, until the thought gets weird
debate the length of an unseen beard
Draft-draft-draft, then tear the page
we’re the chorus and the cage

And when the ink runs dry at last
we drink to the future
and footnote the past
Read-read-read
Write-write-write

Work-work-work, until the thought gets weird
debate the length of an unseen beard
Draft-draft-draft, then tear the page
we’re the chorus and the cage

Work-Work-Work

The forecast is for sunshine and rain and then, again.

Whether Patterns

Schmiede des Ewigen Zorns

Words spoken by false tongues,
You built your throne on broken trust.
Built me up just to break me down,
Your kingdom is a burial ground.

Will there ever be an end to those lies?
Truth and honesty struggle to survive...

Ooh...

A siren's voice, a serpent's spine,
A liar's mask, deceit refined.

You dressed your poison up in grace,
A smile stitched to a hollow face.
Truth bends where your shadows crawl,
But even angels learn to fall.

You chose the blade, then called it fate,
But even traitors learn too late.
Now you stand in the ruins that you made,
Ash in your mouth, nothing left to save.
You see me rise—but it's too late,
Gone are the days that I bowed to your hate.

Oh!

Built me up just to break me down,
Your kingdom is a burial ground.

A crown of ash, built on disguise,
Your shattered words still haunt the skies.

We … will see...

You burned your bridges with your lies,
A soul that’s rotten from inside.
The truth you feared now cuts too deep,
The lies you've sown—they won’t retreat.

You chose the blade, then called it fate,
But even traitors learn too late.
Now you stand in the ruins that you made,
Ash in your mouth, nothing left to save.
You see me rise—but it's too late,
Gone are the days that I bowed to your hate.

Try to break me—
You’ve crossed a line.

You’re just a fake b*tch—
Run for your life.

Kingdom Of Ash

A symbolist descent into decadence and suffocation. Beauty becomes a burden, desire curdles into decay.

Velvet breathes… it clings to skin,  
A touch so soft it sinks within.  
Each thread a promise, dark and deep,  
Each fold a secret I can’t keep.  

Beneath the weight of velvet red,  
Desire feasts where angels bled.  
Perfume thick, it steals the air,  
A love too rich for flesh to bear.  

The weight of velvet pulls me down,  
Silken hands that make me drown.  
Beauty smothers, sweet and cruel,  
A dying breath, a velvet tomb.  

Lips of wine and eyes of stone,  
Pleasure turns the heart to bone.  
Each kiss heavier than before,  
Until I breathe — no more, no more.  

Soft as night,  
Dark as sin,  
The velvet takes —  
And pulls me in.  

The weight of velvet pulls me down,  
The beauty burns, I wear the crown.  
Beneath its touch, I fade, I swoon —  
My body lost, my breath consumed.  

[outro (Spoken whisper, fading into reverb)]  
Velvet sighs…  
And I am gone.

Beneath the Velvet Skin

Lord Porzellan

Reality

Marco de Boer – “Silence Is Dead”
A fierce, melodic death metal anthem about resistance, defiance, and rebirth.
“Silence Is Dead” tears through the walls of oppression with crushing riffs, thunderous drums, and a voice that roars for every woman denied her freedom.
Blending brutal growls with haunting clean vocals, the track channels the raw energy of Arch Enemy, Jinjer, and Spiritbox, wrapped in a cinematic storm of fire and emotion.
This is not just a song — it’s a battle cry.
For every voice that was silenced.
For every woman who still stands tall.
Silence is dead — and we rise.
🎧 Genre: Melodic Death Metal / Symphonic Metal
🔥 For fans of: Arch Enemy, Jinjer, Spiritbox, Epica, In This Moment
⚔️ Theme: Women’s rebellion, equality, and the death of silence

Silence is Dead

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“Life is  a tale, told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
                                                                                               [William Shakespeare]

The Monster In Me – Unleashing the Power of Metalcore

Welcome to the official SoundCloud page of The Monster In Me, a Metalcore project that brings raw emotion, crushing riffs, and high-energy breakdowns. Inspired by bands like Make Them Suffer, Arch Enemy, Spiritbox, and Jinjer, we combine aggressive vocals, powerful guitar riffs, and melodic female cleans to create a sound that hits hard and never lets up.

What you'll find here:

Original Metalcore Tracks – Heavy, emotionally charged music with intense breakdowns and powerful female cleans.
Instrumentals – Catchy and powerful riffs for fans of both Metalcore and melodic death metal.
Produced by Jacob Lizotte – All tracks and instrumentals are produced by the talented Jacob Lizotte.
Whether you're a die-hard Metalcore fan or a guitarist, The Monster In Me will keep you moving and headbanging.

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