I struck the match, watched my whole past collapse,
Empty pages in my diary, memories redact.
Everybody ghosted, but that’s on me and what I lack.
Fam cut ties, bridges burned, massive cracks.
Don’t fuckin’ ask, I’m drowning, lungs collapse,
My life is a body bag, zipped up, only black.

-Chorus-
Face the devil with this dagger; eyes locked, fitna clash.
He attacks, ribs cracked, heart bleedin’, deep gash ->
Counter attack, I stab back, make it rain; bloodbath.
Fuckin’ mid, motherfucker. Gut pierced. Got him down. Bad.
Bro slashes, breathin’ fire. Scarred up. Won’t heal back.
On one knee, bleedin’ out. High key, run up on ’em fast.
Fitna pass out but I cut deep, make his fuckin’ lungs collapse.
We charge for the final blow. This is my comeback!


They had my burial, no funeral. In the depths, my life begins.
Now I’m a thousand miles away, I thought I had motion.
Leaky life raft, rough waters, deep ocean.
Holy fuck! Man overboard! Sun dims. Shit I’m drownin’!
Save me from these waves, can’t fight ’em, Newton’s Law wins.
Fever dreams, many options, don’t know what’s important.
So many fucking options, still searching for ambition.
Locked out on this splintered terrace, I’m fitna jump, free fallin’.
So deep underwater, no one can hear me no more.
Straight fucked in this bitch, lost the war.
Bruh, it’s like I don’t know who I am anymore!

Lost my soul, left it rotting on the seafloor.


Is anybody there? Does anybody care?
Long for the days when the one you love stays there.

-Chorus-
Face the devil with this dagger; eyes locked, fitna clash.
He attacks, ribs cracked, heart bleedin’, deep gash.
Counter attack, I stab back, make it rain; bloodbath.
Fuckin’ mid, motherfucker. Gut pierced. Got him down. Bad.
Bro slashes, breathin’ fire. Scarred up. Won’t hold back.



Empty home, empty pride, and hollow inside.
Every choice I made felt like slow suicide,
Bodies on the floor but it’s me crucified,
Fever dreams bled red, nowhere left to hide,
Knee deep in the shit. No one left. Can’t confide.
My name forgotten. My presence denied.
Kept tellin’ myself: “From this, you’ll never survive.”
Watch me flip tha script. Though I’m barely alive!

Is anybody there? Does anybody care?
Long for the days when I aint rotting the sea floor.

Is anybody there? Does anybody care?
Long for the days when the one you love stays there.

-Chorus-
Face the devil with this dagger; eyes locked, fitna clash.
He attacks, ribs cracked, heart bleedin’, dont go.
Blade in this hand
This the final draw.
Push past my limits. Time to end it. Strike true! I collapse, but made the fucker fall!
I get up and stumble forward. Nothing can stop me any more.
Yet as I walk this new path, I wonder if these trials mean "us", at all!


Bet, I've walked through fire.
Stood out in the rain.
And I've been reminded.
That I have everything to gain.
So let's me tell you what's up.
I persevered through the pain.
If you hit rock bottom. Find something you love.
And you'll be repaid.
Find the things you love.
You'll never fall again.

THIS IS MY FUCKING COMBACK!
ONLY MYSELF IN MY WAY!
AND IF ANY TRIES TO STOP ME!
THEY WILL CURSE THAT DAY!

I WILL FUCK THEM UP!

This Is My Comeback

 Wake Beneath the Cross is a post-hardcore concept album that fuses Christian faith with Lovecraftian dread, unfolding across a cursed coastal town lost to ancient darkness. Through haunting lyrics and explosive instrumentation, the album follows a cliffside poet, a redeemed foreigner, and shipwrecked sailors as they confront demonic forces, ancestral idols, and the cost of salvation.

 Each track is a chapter in their spiritual war—lamenting long voyages through profane lands, breaking tribal curses, and ultimately facing a final choice: escape on the last ship, or stay and fight for a town that may already be lost. With themes of redemption, sacrifice, and divine defiance, the album ends on a cliffhanger, leaving the fate of the town—and the souls within—up to the listener’s interpretation.

 For fans of narrative-driven heavy music, Wake Beneath the Cross is both a battle cry and a benediction.

Last Light Before the Wake

Let Us Duel

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Error37 –Break Bedrock

Error37's debute album Succ my life 

Buy CD here 
Pre-order the new album Vinyl here 
      ( vinyl went to press Nov 14, estimated time 8 weeks)

Music Written by Ash Scott-Cregan & Error37.
Produced/Mixed/Mastered by Chris Vernon.
Album Art by Matt Mehana from I Set My Friends On Fire.
Video by Keegan Mew.

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Relaxulate [single off new album succ my life]
by Error37
released Nov 18, 2017 (AUS time)

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