Oldskool Dj Phat vs  Dance/House/New Disco

Soft song of rejoicing for the reign of our God

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Singing In the reign LLC Studios - singinginthereignstudios.com

Alleluia

OOH MIXED SESSIONS - SAVO (IT) & T-SLOW

Project RADIO episode 033 for 103.2 Dublin City FM.
Aired on 05th Apr 2025

Tracklist :
1) Tribes Bell - Nopi
2) Eudaimonia - Alan Cerra
3) The Pause - Liam Sieker
4) Till the End - Space Food
5) Cascade - Dmitry Molosh
6) Bells of San Anselmo (Nick Warren & Nicolas Rada Remix) - Hawke
7) Embrace - Juan Sapia & Hasith
8) Balance (Kamilo Sanclemente & Dabeat Remix) - TH;EN
9) Unstoppable Strain - Cid Inc.
10) One Thousand & One Nights - Darin Epsilon
11) Root Avenue - Dhany G
12) Never Be Complete (Orignal Mix) - Nicholas Van Orton
13) Arrival - Volen Sentir
14) Desert Flower - Miyagi
15) Night Flight - The Dualz
16) Evolve - Amir Telem

Project RADIO : 033

On My Telephone

[Intro]
Let the war begin
(warrrrr)!...
This war ain't for heaven— (it's for the Broken)...

[Verse 1]
I march through fire with spirits in chains,
Ashes of angels still scar my veins.
I never bowed, I never prayed,
They gave me hell—and I stayed.
No savior's grace, no holy writ,
Just pain dressed up in sacred shit.
I rose from ruin—crown of bone,
Built my temple from the unknown.
In a rabid dance, humanity fades,
From treachery's grasp to life's charades.
Sanctity consumes its own blight,
As love distorts in dwindling sight.
Faith fractures in minds unkind,
Pleas ring hollow, in hope confined.

[Chorus]
This is war for the broken ones,
For all the ones abused and bruised,
Broken down and left misused.
No more mercy, no more lies,
We sing through screams beneath bloodred skies.
March, march—unblessed and wild,
Tweak leads the cursed exile.
Sanctify my pain in flame,
I make war without a name.

[Verse 2]
I walk where churches rot in dust,
Where gods decay and power rusts.
I ain’t your martyr, I’m the storm,
The voice that broke the (sacred form).
Let the bells toll twisted hymns,
Let silence scream from hollow limbs.
This ain’t no prophecy you wrote—
This is the fire in a slashed throat.
Where hollow hope clings in death’s cold grip,
Desperation cackles with a broken lip.
Deceit carves madness with a smile,
Morals twist in a viper’s style.

[Bridge]
Welcome to my session:
Maybe a lesson
That led to obsession—
The confession...
The progression into possession.
They said kneel.
(I stood.)
They said pray.
(I burned the soul.)
They said wait.
(I kicked the gate.)
This ain't redemption—
This is (fate).

[Chorus]
This is war for the broken ones,
For all the ones abused and bruised,
Broken down and left misused.
No more mercy, no more lies,
We sing through screams beneath bloodred skies.
March, march—unblessed and wild,
Tweak leads the cursed exile.
Sanctify my pain in flame,
I make war without a name.

[Verse 3]
Faith twists in a darkened embrace,
Where prayers echo through forgotten (space).
Beneath the moon's sinister holy light,
A curtain lifts on the devil’s rite.
Feral souls gnash in smiling mazes,
Feasting on innocence like ancient praises.
Corruption seeps through trusted veins,
Insanity binds in soul-loving chains.
Wicked deeds from trusted hands,
Trap mankind in cursed lands.

Broken war

[Verse]
Prayers ascend within the fractured mind 
Desperation grins as sanity unwinds 
Deception molds reality's brittle frame 
Cognition drowns in chaos’s name 
A spectral waltz invites the psyche's gloom 
In treachery’s clasp, hope's light meets doom 
Serenity slips into a void's cold place 
While love, distorted, haunts the memory's space 
Belief cracks under introspection's eye 
Mind's whispers echo as a spectral sigh

[Chorus]
Severed brains climb the walls, spiraling down
oh, spirit
laughter dance in my mind
(Gnawing at my thoughts)
laughter out my mouth
(Gnawing at my thoughts}
oh, spirit
I don't understand why you let me down
I don't understand
oh, spirit

[Verse 2]
Faith wears a mask in death's cold embrace 
Pleadings drift through voids 
Under the sun's unsettling, cursed light 
Phantoms emerge, born of endless night 
Wandering souls lost in a tangled web 
Devouring innocence in a bloodied ebb 
Corruption flows through veins once sanctified 
Madness hums its eerie lullaby 
Sinister acts cast smiles dark commands 
Binding all with their fiendish hands

[Bridge]
The visions creep with malevolent glee, 
Guiding me to the mind's dark lee. 
Witness the unraveling of suppressed fears, 
A tale whispered by the subconscious seers. 
Caught in the labyrinth of the mind's plight, 
Oh spirit, why shroud clarity in night? 
Why haunt me with phantasmic serenade, 
As I seek refuge in reason's charade? 
Cast me adrift from this cerebral dome, 
Unshackle me from fate's relentless tome. 
Why ensnare me within this complex thrall, 
In the silence where inner echoes call?

[Verse 3]
Where lies are crowned 
What haunts the night drips hollow hearts 
where purity and terror impart 
The unfaithful sing with corrupted voice 
As light fades in oblivion’s choice 
Helpless whispers rise in desperate plea 
In a tortured world of strained glee
Severed brains climb the walls, spiraling down
oh, spirit
laughter dance in my mind
(Gnawing at my thoughts)
laughter out my mouth
(Gnawing at my thoughts}
oh, spirit
I don't understand why you let me down
I don't understand
oh, spirit

Severed brains

Bootleg remix of I Destroyed Disco by The Dare

I Destroyed Disco

i wanna know
i want the roses
i want the flow
i want the motion
not with the hos
twin stay with that potion
i want the roses, guilty
i want the roses
vetement hoodie 
ballmains on my jeans
louboutins on my feet
me n spect hit sm aint no free shows gotta pay a fee
we been movin lit wit them lil tens it put us right to sleep
me n nbf got passed the torch it just do right by me 
i wanna boot up 
yea
i dont pray Buddha
yea
 i got the shootas
hollup yea i got the shootas
and u know intro$pect got the shootas
anybody talkin down ima use it
f anybody talking down on my music
and ima keep staying down with my music
until it get up

roses (drag beats)

StabCityPart9_CountyGalway_CountyKnackerNonces.m4a

HOMESICK

I craft echoes from the abyss—sounds born of shattered minds and unspoken scars.
Psychologicalcore isn't just noise; it's the scream of silence unraveling, woven from trauma's threads, prophetic whispers, and the raw ache of existence.
No cheap thrills here. This horror lingers, thinks, bleeds into your thoughts, resurrecting buried memories as confessions set to rhythm.
I'm Tweak, the Twisted One. Emerging from the void with fresh drops that demand to be heard.
Join the unraveling. You're never truly alone in the madness..

I am Tweak.
And this is Psychologicalcore.
You are not alone.