Hypermania

https://soundcloud.com/dnag3

Verse:
I would run, I would hide.
But my dark passenger holds the knife/
Suicide suicide
Cruel Time rural nights /
My thoughts are gruesome
A Storm heavy and Lust full/
Pounds of flesh
Skin ripped off to a bloody mess/
KNOCK knock, who is this
Just the voices of a witch/
Kill yourself, kill yourself
K kill yourself/

Hook:
I'm the knife
I'm the gun /
I'm the bullet I'm the crys
Im the Symptom/
Im the goddamn Suicide
Forbidden is my kingdom/

Verse:
Wake up, it's all a dream
Nightmare fuel /
On this world is real
We live in a hell hole/
Welcome home asshole

Bridge:
Oh silent night
Hang me up so tight/
Cum dripping with a severed spine
This is the end of Time/
See the fallen dagger
After my bloody ritual/

Bridge:
Howling souls
Vanished Faith
We are drenched ins dispair

Hook:
I'm the knife
I'm the gun /
I'm the bullet I'm the crys
Im the Symptom/
Im the goddamn Suicide
Forbidden is my kingdom/
All is real what I'm preaching

Verse:
I'm your shadow
Dark spawn, baddest mental
State cause I was burned at the stake

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.

Hole in the Wall

The Plot In You