@vampiremutual issa mad world

lil filler next drop a tape

outside +sydney @kuku @witchcell

BABY LUCIFER, YOU RAISED ME UP FROM OF THE PITS OF HELL
CAN'T REMEMBER WHO I WAS BEFORE I MET YOU. CAN YOU TELL?
IT'S A BAD NIGHT TO HAVE A CURSE AND I'M DOWN DEEP UNDER YOUR SPELL.
KEEP HAVING THIS FUNNY DREAM THAT HAS YOU LEAVE BE[cause you know-]

TELL ME WHATCHU THINKIN BABE! ପ(๑´꒳`)੭
I CANT READ YO MIND, LIEK WHAT YOU THINKING BAE??
IS DIS WHATCHU MEAN TO SAY?
U WAN HOOKUP WITH THA DEVIL?
WHATCHU THINKING BAE?!?
UON NEED ME BAE..
CUZ IF I DRINK YA BLOOD THEN WHATCHU THINK THEN BABY?
SHI IM TOO FUCKING CRAZY
U STILL WANNA FUCK? I THINK THAT WE BOTH CRAYZ...

we both crazy as hell!!!!
INA MADHOUSE THEY TELL ME IM NOT THINKING TOO WELL
MY DOG CAME FROM DA GRAVE HE FROM HELL
I THINK U MADE A MISTAKE, GIRL I AINT TREAT U WELL
GIRL BE CALM, GO N WAIT TILL THE BELL
WHEN THE CLOCK STRIKE TWELEVE WE GON RAISE US SOME HELL
im moving that loud thats that smell ... (￣_￣|||)
I SMOKE A LOT BUT I CRY MORE SO U CANT EVEN TELL

HOOKUP WITH THA DEVIL

pop out to the function
with production by @digipak & @attc

function

Laying in the garden freezing, clutching onto cans in my pocket. I came late and everything feels off so I'll try to do something next year, so this isn't how I spent my last Halloween. (nothing I could take to make me feel good here). I feel nauseous at the root of what's keeping me back, what's holding me downnn

Get it Over With

The second offering from the Abyss is a labyrinthine journey drawn from the kaleidoscopic mind of Te Whanganui-a-Tara–based artist 𝐈𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐚.

Within Aotearoa’s psychedelic circles, Ikona needs little introduction. A steadfast vessel of sound with a vision wholly his own. Master of sound design, modular synthesis, and live performance, he’s inscribed his name deep upon the walls of the scene.

We welcome 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 — a descent into the labyrinth, its corridors lined with winding rhythms and shifting textures, each track a prismatic spiral of sound, standing clear testament to Ikona’s singular voice.

Perpetual

No Time For Melancholy

Trollbundet

#20 - thank you for 2.7k album soon

do you want to know where the real hell is hiding?

my niggas shoot from every angle like photography
i need one hoe for each occasion fuck monogamy bitch
step off paid 1k for that fender dats mahogany
took off im wally west im gone nobody hawking me bitch
i step out in helmut lang they tryna walk like me
i dont wanna be yo bro nigga dont talk to me bitch
met fine shyt in LAX nd now she stalking me
its a hard knock life for those who pave the way its hard for me bitch

right foot creep we slimed his bro n u kno why
took her the underworld saw baphomet now she dont cry
fendi line her panties taste like candy when im up inside
peeped me moving antsy they ask mandy "who u feeling like?"
i feel like...(who i feel like?)....i feel like jacket
bitch you is not on my level not een in my bracket
caught dat boy like randy moss and now he shlumped with kraken
took his hoe back to da crib and den got straight ta crakin

peep the stiches line the linen like im franken stein
I'm Baphomet Apostle baby watch sin fall in line
mandy sweet like now and laters but she clutching nines
my plug talk in reverse my blue face skipping time
walking backwards to the trap shooting star burn the sky
visitor spoke up today im alr knowing why
i watch them eat off of my plate theres poison in the brine
v.a.m.p.i.r.e. i sweep the streets at night

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