Translator's Note: A Scorpapult is an action once attributed to Roman recruits, but now largely considered to be an invention of the early Renaissance. The act involves the anchoring of a captives body to a stable part of the machinery, and the attachment of the head to the delivery apparatus, resulting in the dismemberment typically at the neck if loaded and fired correctly. Stories around this time describe that despite the inability for speech, the heads would often pass, or in even more remarkable cases, be in the middle of, an almost infantile delight at the singular sensations caused midflight on the parabellum. The subsequent belief led to quite a few recluses that might as well have practiced Scorpapult when they offed themselves, and the guillotine is an apparent derivative.

Sounds of Scorpapult

LET ME

A spirit has noticed you and wants your... company. A dark dirge. Content warning: Contains allusions to death and self harm.

Come Out

Oh, lonely day
When will you take me away?
Can't even look at my face anymore

I think I'm falling from grace
how can I drown out the pain?
Smoke cigarettes, cloud my brain

What will you make of this day?
Probably make some mistakes
Won't learn my lesson anyway

Why can't you take me away?
When are we going away
To our special place

You think I really don't care
You sit over there and stare
Run away and hide, can't blame you

Lonely Day

Hangover 2.44

Mexico (bang bang) (prod. COJACK)

Gimme Luck!

Mix/Master: Woods Studio

LYRIC

Mercy me
Has it come to this
At the start
There was such promise
But ooh wee
mercy me

Tragic us
And our cursed fate
And we’d thought
Things were going great
but c’est la vie
And mercy me

Well we all know the world’s not fair
Some sail through, some can’t leave their chair
That’s too bad
Really sad
You can shout, you can cry
Curse the world and ask why
Uselessly 
Ah mercy me

Mercy me, please respect the fact
At one time
I’d be glad to act
But I’m tired
Got a bad knee
Cut me slack
Mercy me

Yeah we all have our tales to tell
And they don’t always end that well
That’s too bad
Really sad
You can sob, you can simper
You can whine, you can whimper
But isn’t it simpler
To just nod and submit
Try again and then quit
Eventually
Oo wee
C’est la vie
Mercy me

Mercy Me

"Damage" is a heartfelt blend of acoustic guitar and electronic elements, combining the simplicity of indie pop with modern electronic pop vibes. The song explores themes of emotional distance and the slow fade of a relationship, with clean, honest lyrics and a singer-songwriter style. I hope the rawness and introspection in the lyrics resonate with you. It’s a track that fills the space between breakups, with pauses strummed by my guitar.

Sounds of Scorpapult

theUnwise