m's mixtape_part6

Until I Wake

Less Of Me

Distracted

Honey Revenge - Distracted

the mockingbird & THE CROW

TRUCK BED

Nostalgia - EP

Friends

[Merged Tracks: Creations + I'm The Ringmaster]

[Verse 1]
Life is just one big illusion of sorts,
There’s many sights to see at the ports.
All over the world there’s somewhere,
We see the world in all of its shine there.

The sun is just a big ray in the sky,
To shape our world is to create the heights.
Rack up others to the cause of a world,
We unfurl unravelings in the swirl.

[Pre Chorus]
Birds that soar in the sky’s escapes,
Skyscrapers that tower above relapses.
Space is where the world can hark too,
Races of humans build it up from the dew.

[Chorus]
Rain that seeps from the sky’s love,
Storms that brew from the whims above.
Descending to a world that is made,
A home to call before the night’s raid.

Echoing prospects call this a world,
Others call it a delusion to hurls.
A light seeps beneath all of the others,
Creation is a beginning to wonders.

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 2]
I cause the glitchings in the system,
Staff bears its promising rhythm.
I am the one that breaks the night,
Your memories won’t know the flight.

Alter your fate in my digital world,
Chaos in this dreadful swirl.
A seal to the chaos breaks outwards,
I reign the cycle ever backwards.

[Chorus]
I am the code to this fracturing maze,
Repeat the cycle of an endless raise.
The trickster has a name that he goes by,
Caine will shatter the endless spy.

The void stares right back at our souls,
I fulfill your roles in this concaving world.
Brace yourselves for the ride of your lives,
I, Caine, am the ringmaster you abide by.

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
Life has all sorts of meanings beneath,
We always find a way to release.
We all began in an empty void,
Then the world formed from dawn’s hole.

Voices call us to build civilizations,
Rust bends the will of generations.
Chaos fills your mind with determination,
But voids resist all restoration.

[Chorus]
I am the code to this fracturing maze,
Repeat the cycle of an endless raise.
The trickster has a name that he goes by,
Caine will shatter the endless spy.

The void stares right back at our souls,
I fulfill your roles in this concaving world.
Brace yourselves for the ride of your lives,
I, Caine, am the ringmaster you abide by.

[Ending – Fade Out]
A new world always dawns to humans,
There’s only one thing that ruins create.
A world that heralds above release,
Creation marks its own mystique.


Creations Ringmaster

Rafael Maurell  Rise and Fall

Emerging from the shadows of The Chapel of Shadows, The Black Cross return with a second full-length album that raises the stakes — and buries the light.

Cathedral of the Fallen is a thirteen-song descent into sacred ruin, where broken faith, corrupted power, and unrepentant darkness form the foundation of a new empire. With thunderous riffs, Latin rites, demonic chants, and haunting melodies, The Black Cross build a gothic monument from ash, bone, and silence.

From the blasphemous ceremony of Sermon of Flies, to the violent rebellion of Angelbreaker, to the poisoned beauty of Queen of the Night — sung by Lilith in her sole, spellbinding appearance — this is not merely an album. It is scripture rewritten, psalms reversed, a liturgy for the lost.

Recorded like a ritual, performed like a curse, Cathedral of the Fallen stands as both sequel and reckoning. Where once there was mourning, now there is defiance. Where once there was light, now there is only the throne — hollow, ashen, and crowned by the damned.

All hail the fallen.
The Black Cross rises again.

Less Of Me

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