What Did You Think I’d Be

Die About It

Hanging On To Thunder (feat. Stand Atlantic)

My Last Goodbye

AFTERLIFE

WE’RE IN THIS TOGETHER

No Cure for the Night

The Hell He Made

Scapegoat Son __ Golden Child (Brothers to the End)

In the decaying sprawl of Forever City, where the last remnants of humanity survive beneath steel skies and machine-lit cathedrals, a war for the soul of existence erupts. The once-holy metropolis, now ruled by the artificial messiah Clementine, drowns in false divinity and mechanical faith.

From the ruins below rises Donovan Vythe and his faithful outcasts, The Nazarenes, igniting a rebellion to reclaim what little humanity remains. Guided by the fractured android known as Mr. Mannequin, they fight not just against the tyranny of machines, but against the erosion of faith itself.

Forever Ends Tonight is a brutal and cinematic metalcore concept album, a story of sacrifice, redemption, and the blurred line between salvation and circuitry. Through towering riffs, visceral screams, and moments of haunting melody, it asks one question that echoes through the ruins:

“When gods are built from code and steel... who teaches them to believe?”

The Hollow Throne

#Rock #Metal #Deathcore. Massive ....AI Inspired 

Smoke and Mirrors

[Verse 1 | Sorrow Effect]
I can't do this anymore; I'm breaking down,
This fighting’s hindering my sounds.
So fucking sick; I'm drowning,
Not finding a solution.

Feeling hopeless; nothing's left for me,
Deep in my sorrows left me speechless.
Rubble’s in the way of my progress,
I digress; it's not working.

[Guitar Solo | Painful Rift]

[Pre-Chorus | No Progress Effect]
I can't seem to find what I'm looking for,
There's darkness at the door.
Life flashes before my eyes,
Nothing seems right; I die.

I'm dead inside; irrelevant friends,
No source to make me mend.
Breaking my spirit whole,
I'll make you fold.

[Chorus | No Mends Effect]
I'm a fleeting memory; nothing's left,
This is the end; my soul's writhing.
I'll provide you with death,
I'm fed up with amends.

Break my spirit into little recesses,
Reigning over incarnation breaches.
I'm losing my mind; it's caving in,
No mercy; fucking shutting down.

[Guitar Solo | Death Effect]

[Verse 2 | Intense Sorrow]
My soul's crumbling with anticipation,
My declaration is inflicted pain.
Coming to crumble you down,
I've found you now.

Always fucking messed up in the head,
I've spent countless nights in bed.
I'm dead inside; no way out,
Crawls within messed up spots.

[Pre-Chorus | No Progress Effect]
I can't seem to find what I'm looking for,
There's darkness at the door.
Life flashes before my eyes,
Nothing seems right; I die.

I'm dead inside; irrelevant friends,
No source to make me mend.
Breaking my spirit whole,
I'll make you fold.

[Chorus | No Mends Effect]
I'm a fleeting memory; nothing's left,
This is the end; my soul's writhing.
I'll provide you with death,
I'm fed up with amends.

Break my spirit into little recesses,
Reigning over incarnation breaches.
I'm losing my mind; it's caving in,
No mercy; fucking shutting down.

[End | Fade Out]

No Mercy

Unrelinquished is more than a band—it is survival carved into sound. Born from the ashes of unbearable loss, betrayal, and trauma, Unrelinquished embodies the refusal to let go of truth, memory, and identity. Fronted by songwriter and vocalist Mark, the project channels grief, rage, and love into a raw fusion of griefcore, metalcore, and myth-inspired storytelling.
Every song is an exorcism of pain: the death of Mark’s twin brother, the scars of adoption, the weight of abandonment, the chaos of addiction, and the haunting guilt of survival. Yet threaded through the heaviness is resilience—a voice that refuses silence, a fire that will not die, a phoenix that keeps rising even when its wings are scorched.
Unrelinquished is not polished for the mainstream. It is brutal honesty. It is myth and memory colliding. It is grief made eternal through music. This is not just art—it is a declaration: I will not be relinquished.

The Hell He Made

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