Bless this place
As the ground gave way
A sea of flames
Meet the light of day

Witness

Please Slide me a knife it'll free me
Fought for a gap, got it back
Can you see me
Mask and a hood real low no speaking
Grab the blade begin hand leaking

Sour scent
Cowardice

I'm calling you out on this
No defense
Palaces
Collapsing
Because of him

Oh my
You're begging for something so pointless
So why
Do you pray when it has no purpose
My sides
Ascending straight up in-to orbit
Bloat flies
Descending from out the sky
Nobody will be the wiser
Pull it out set a timer
Howling to all the criers
Spreading the word of fire
Well shit, no other way out of it
You're drowning within the Styx
Entangled in serpents

Bless this place
As the ground gave way
A sea of flames
Meet the light of day

Witness

While I bask in this warm glow
Radiate
My fucking veins
And I'll keep my eyes closed
His shrunken face
Demonic saints
Coerce me

Carving the doll of a mutant
While shrieking how funny it is
How I'm slacking the jaw
How is the color so putrid
Simplicity covering everything
Dull as the fall

With-hold
And burn it all
Black masses
Canon law

Bless this place
As the ground gave way
A sea of flames
Meet the light of day

Witness

With-hold, burn it all
Line busy, move along
Sight misty through the fog
Sink swiftly in the bog
Ay'
I don't see it lasting long
Catch em' floatin' like a log
Back front up within the mud

Witness

Find the Witness

The Grind Star2001

Blue screen of death

DMT Resonance

Sunset

"This One’s Heavy" drops like a gorilla in combat boots — thick jungle vibes, basslines so dense you’ll need a machete to get through 'em. Warning: humidity levels rise, necks snap, and foliage may start skanking. Proceed with caution. It’s heavy. Real heavy.

This one's heavy

This ones heavy. ReJungle

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An instinct moves through shadow and light: precise, untamed, and infinitely conscious. Each movement carries grace and danger, a dance between intuition and will. The search is not for conquest, but for the truth hidden in the silence of its own strength.

Shattered Realm

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24 instrumental compositions explore themes of transformation, alienation, and existential anxiety through the lens of lo-fi aesthetics and dark trap. The warmth of Roland's analog synthesizers contrasts with the cold absurdity of modern existence — like Kafka's characters trapped in endless bureaucratic corridors, sounds get stuck between the walls of a tiny room.
The album is a diary of sleepless nights where the boundaries of reality blur, a human transforms into sound, and sound becomes a document of internal trial. Recorded on obsolete equipment in an impossible space, it becomes a testament to how creativity is born not despite limitations, but because of them.
Each track is a small confession, written while waiting for something inevitable that must happen before dawn. © 2025 Legenki.

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