ANGELS CALLING

Angels Calling

I Fight My Own Battles

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Lyrics 


You are welcome to my nightmare tonight
Say hi to my friend the grave digger in sight
He’s got a great smile it cuts like a knife
And a great bite it’ll steal your life


Shadows creep where the cold winds sigh
Are you ready to run or ready to die


Welcome welcome to the show
Where the dark is all you’ll know
Grave digger’s grin it’s your delight
But his bite it ends the night


Coffins whisper secrets below
The graveyard hums with a ghostly glow
He’ll offer a hand but don’t you take
It’s a deal you’ll wish you didn’t make


Tick tock hear the clock it’s late
Grave digger smiles he seals your fate
Laughter echoes in the air so thin
This is where your fears begin


Welcome welcome to the show
Where the dark is all you’ll know
Grave digger’s grin it’s your delight
But his bite it ends the night


Welcome to My Nightmare - REMASTERED - HD

The Ocean Between Us

Rain Paris - What It Sounds Like

Long time no see. Here's one for You guys to miss me more.

AgeRage - Kyoto Night Drive

spotted lights

“False Light” is the turning point in The Hidden Empire — the moment when truth itself becomes a weapon.
After uncovering the system’s architects, the Seeker is offered salvation: a glowing promise, a false awakening, a light that blinds more than it reveals.
This song dives into the illusion of enlightenment — how media, leaders, and false prophets use hope to pacify, profit, and control.
It’s a warning to question every “truth” that comes with a price tag.
Musically, “False Light” fuses TesseracT’s atmospheric depth with Dream Theater’s cinematic weight, blending shimmering ambient tones with crushing rhythm guitars.
It’s both beautiful and unsettling — a hymn for the deceived, sung from inside the machine.
🔥 Genre: Progressive Metal / Cinematic Djent
🎧 Theme: Illusion, Manipulation, Blind Faith, Control
💿 From the concept album The Hidden Empire
“The brighter it burns, the deeper the night —
You followed the wrong light.”

False Light

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Gone (The Hollow) CREDIT: The Hollow YT

Fractured Kin — “Whiskey for the Widow”

She’s done crying. She’s done begging. She’s done breaking.
“Whiskey for the Widow” is the moment she raises a glass to every lie, every betrayal, every man who thought she’d stay shattered.

The song kicks in like the first burn of whiskey down a raw throat — hot, heavy, and defiant. Her voice cuts through the haze with the grit of someone who’s had enough, someone who’s decided that forgetting is easier than forgiving. The riffs crash in like bar doors swinging open on a storm, the drums pounding like a heart that’s finally beating for herself.

This isn’t a sob story. It’s a victory shot.
A toast to freedom.
A funeral for the men who underestimated her.

In “Whiskey for the Widow,” she doesn’t drown her pain — she buries it. She drinks to her own resurrection, to the woman she becomes when the heartbreak is dead and the fire finally takes over.

She’s not the victim anymore.
She’s the storm walking out the door, bottle in hand, smile sharpened, past burning behind her.

And the world better be ready for who she is now.

Whiskey for the Widow

This is not just a band, but a gathering of kindred spirits who summon songs that drive straight into the soul. Their music is a cathedral of sound—dark, raw, and unyielding—where every voice and riff becomes a battle cry. When others long to be heard, Fractured Kin transforms that hunger into riffs that are chunky, gritty, and thunderous, echoing like shadows in a haunted hall. At the front stands Selena Veyra, the striking 34-year-old dark-haired siren whose voice is both fire and velvet, a spell that ignites the crowd. Beside her, Isabella Cruz, the 37-year-old Colombian bassist and backing vocalist, wields low-end power like a dark priestess, binding the sound together. Damon Cross, the 39-year-old long-haired guitarist, conjures epic, razor-edged solos that cut like lightning through midnight skies. Behind them, Ethan Kael, the 38-year-old drummer, hammers out heartbeats like war drums echoing in crypts. Together, they are Fractured Kin—gothic, unrelenting, unforgettable