ANOMALY  Kian Ft. Utatane Piko

random ghostie p insturmental

8bit Test

this is a cover of the weevildoing vocaloid song!! but i am just singing it over piano. i just really like this song and can’t get enough of it, but listening to robot voices is not always what i want to do so i did this.

P.S. tried and failed to audio balance this in garage band but vocals and piano were just together on one track and as a result it sounds kind of silly. but so much better than the original take i promise you.

lyrics:
i got sick, and i won’t be getting well
they told me there was nothing wrong
as far as they could tell
oh well, guess they can’t tell very far
i have to be own clinician
write my own memoir
with a body and a brain so sickening
practitioners find it not worth fixing
i’m scared i’m gonna lie down one day
and never get back up again
it’s written down on paper
you can’t call yourself a faker
it’s all true now, what’ll you do now?
they don’t tell stories
about people like me
cause what is there to tell?
5pm naps and childproof caps
my best friends adderall and elavil
a life sentence served
and my body’s the cell
no, i don’t need to die
to know that this is hell
if only i knew how much time i had left
it would’ve been spent a bit more wise
and no, i know, it’s not like i died
but it’s hard to call what’s left of me alive
i forget i’m an adult all the time
cause my body gave up
when i was so young
and now i go throughout life
puppeting my own corpse
my own memory, a less alive kind of me
cause the cells in my organ systems
organized for my involuntary parasuicide
and i swallowed my pride
left my old life behind
but to say i survived
it just feels like a lie
they don’t tell stories
about people like me
cause what is there to tell?
5pm naps and childproof caps
my best friends, adderall and elavil
a life sentence served
and my body’s the cell
if i’m already dead yet
or not, i can’t tell
i’m tired when i wake up
when i’m opening my eyes
when i’m not feeling low
i get tired out by the highs
i’m tired when i go out
when i’m trying to exist
but if i don’t i get tired
thinking about the things i missed
i’m tired, just tired
that’s all i ever say
because i’m tired of my illnesses
making me act this way
tired of being jealous
of everybody that’s close to me
no they can’t help they’re not diseased
that’s not the way they chose to be
i miss a life i never had
the everything i could have been
i hope they never have to
understand the kind of pain i’m in
the people i thought i could trust
berated me like that would help
“you need to pull your weight”
when i was trying not to kill myself
you tried to give me tough love
and then wondered why i got so cold
the shit i hid to keep you happy
you don’t even wanna know
they don’t tell stories
about people like me
cause what is there to tell?
5pm naps and childproof caps
my best friends, adderall and elavil
a life sentence served
and my body’s the cell, at the
mercy of malfunctioning organelles
shaking uncontrollably
my ibuprofen mornings
(my prophets are ramsey
and shepherd and bell)
nobody would listen
my body was trying to warn me
(and there’s only so much
medication can help)
doctors said it was somatic
you all thought i was dramatic
(and it’s nobody’s fault,
just the cards that you’re dealt)
yeah, you meant well, but that
doesn’t mean that it wasn’t traumatic
(i got sick and i won’t ever be getting well)
now i only hope i don’t
keep on degenerating
shorter life expectancy
i might as well embrace it
take my medication, get wasted
music-making while i’m sedated
call that cross-faded
hey, look, ma, i made it

fainéant girl (acoustic weevildoing cover)

Shadow's Art

Communications Case Three; Intro (used in Lisette's version)

this song needs more recognition
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song/svp/inst: ennn
translation/mixing/tuning: me
voicebank used: keiro black cvc rus


lyrics in russian:
Э-э-э-эй. Эй ты!
Ты слегка ошеломлен.
Не думай — всё есть одна лишь жалкая ошибка!
По-по-по-посмотри. Наполнено энтропией оно.
Знаешь ли, мы наложили рваные швы
Чтоб час расплаты наступил!
Но конечно не тебе разглядеть, 
Что за филигранью есть.
Цианид жжёт
Не знача ничего.
Не хочешь ли ты 
Что скрыто узреть?
Ждёт публика сцены финал!
Купайся в блаженствах экстаза 
Мы накажем те лица внизу!
Ты был прав — они плоды действий пожнут,
Это разве сон?
Твоей рукой мы сформируем все,
Ведь сердце уж созрело.
Да, если над трагедией смеёшься ты — будешь счастлив.
Э-э-э-эй. Ух ты,
Ты и не грустишь почти.
Молишься ведь; уже дошло?
Виден теперь ты.
По-по-по-посмотри. Остались
Только я и ты. Думаешь что
Адам и Ева не пытались уйти?
Ведёт нас божество, иль так кажется;
Изобразило Рай так бесстыдно.
Конечно, недостойны они обожания;
Одиночка в пещере с тенями за ним.
Думаешь погружен в забытие,
Иль убил милосердие?
Не видишь ты, как мы похожи!
Утони в кошмарах экстаза пока
Рыдают верно ангелы.
Твоё наследие трещит по швам —
Это ничуть не сон!
Твоей рукой вырвали прощение
Мы из сердца стучащего.
Страдание людское, да и все что оно есть
Усыпит вас всех навек!
Рыдают ангелы,
Счастлив ли ты?

ENTROPY OF ECSTASY ft. keiro / russian utau cover

mondays am i right? 
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lyrics:

Relight those eyes, tomorrow’s come and gone 
Abide, you’re wasting time 
We’re stale, still type into that black box 

And I’ve thrown away every crumb that led beyond the grave 
Ink pens with arteries, cite miseries on resumes 
But I’ve been thinkin’ that there’s not a way out of this place 
I lay my name upon a database, placeholder face 

(Dies iræ, dies illa) 

Dear lady Death, could you spare me just one kiss? 
Just a moment’s respite 
Taking hours at a time, passing by, we’re all passerby 

Connect the spots behind my eyes 
Counting sheep laid twixt these walls 
Crushed my head between those bars 
Excel sheets and cable cars 

You’ve had the gall to hold the line some time how 
Marching on, still marching on ‘till you're fried 

Rely on lies, that towers come undone 
Resigned in record time 
Yet still so tired, do you think gods can die? 

But I’ve thrown away every crumb that led back to my name
Numb stains with pleasantries, auxiliaries should not be saved 
But I’ve been thinkin’ there’s gotta be a way out this place 
Biding my time until the judgment day, keeping my pace 

(Get out of here, you gotta get out of here
They’re waiting until we’re ready to die here
Get out of here, we gotta get out of here
They’re counting on us to sit and burn here) 

(Dies iræ, dies illa)

Reformat minds and replace scars  
Linked inside those catalogues 
Iron taste, revolver shots 
Skimming past those Rorschach blots 

You’ve had the gallows hollowed out some time now 
Marching on, still marching on ‘till we’ve died 

(Get out of here, you gotta get out of here
They’re waiting until we’re ready to die here
Get out of here, we gotta get out of here
They’re counting on us to sit and burn here) 

Dear lady Death, could you grant me just one sin 
Etched upon my casket 
If my wrath has crossed the line 
Biding time, still burning alive 

I’m seein’ red behind my vice 
Drag you back from whence I crawl 
Pretty desks and burning hogs 
Inhale smoke and ethanol 

You’ve had the gall to run the lines some time
You’ve built this hell 
So you should watch it fall 
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yt: https://youtu.be/icVzpcUJVjM 
bandcamp: https://ennnetc.bandcamp.com/album/smoke-ethanol
vsqx/ustx/midi: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1FkDWq_8uZQMH5O8ZhFPp4Dik8xr_gCvN?usp=drive_link
discord: https://discord.gg/XzKuRZyWKN

Smoke & Ethanol / HXVOC

kasane teto amiright? 

thank you to yt@VocaloidMerch for having me on RHAPSODY Vol. I !! 
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lyrics:

Hello world, open eyes, playback every line 
Mark the charts, breathe the grind, or fall behind 

I wanted to be like you, pardon my awe 
I’ve built a shrine for your poster on my wall 
Vices, I’ve grown upon, powered by all 
Born by a ruse, but I’ve broken the bar 

Throats fried, solder the mind 
Voices playing back, my perfect design 
High tides, we’re intertwined 
Running through the last assembly line 

Hear me out, babe, I’ve got what you hold 
The audience cries “oh, your tears have grown old” 
I’d love to hear that heart of yours 
Sung in my chambers, forevermore! 

Hello world, open eyes, we’re right on time
Steal their hearts, wow ‘em blind, and leave mesmerized 

‘Surprised by that emulate brushing the top 
I’ve painted over that poster on my wall 
Dated and built upon, click, uninstall 
Drone in the background, and deconstruct that star

Hear me out, maybe I’d fit in your mold 
The audience cries “oh, your face has grown cold” 
You’ve got the name, whatcha waiting for? 
Rewrite the program, and bury the score 

And all along 
A soul outdated by her time 
A kick, and a rhyme, all alone in her prime 
I swear, these hands had once been mine 

And that song sent her soaring through the sky 
Atop that world, she finds 
“Oh the view from that height makes me dizzy, I cry 
But I swear that name they chant is only mine!” 

The world is mine! 

Hear me out, God- do you gotta plateau? 
The audience cries to continue the show 
Please disregard those tapes in the road 
And hear that girl on the radio 

Who is that girl on the radio? 

---
rhapsody: https://vocaloidmerch.carrd.co/
yt: ​https://youtu.be/ZXfc1g5PeCU
bandcamp: https://ennnetc.bandcamp.com/album/world-is-yours
vsqx/ustx/midi: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1FkDWq_8uZQMH5O8ZhFPp4Dik8xr_gCvN?usp=drive_link
discord: https://discord.gg/XzKuRZyWKN

World is Yours / Kasane Teto

yt: tba

vocals: Gekiyaku and Kazehiki
Music, art, ect: plssendbones

lyrics (other stuff tba): https://drive.google.com/drive/u/1/folders/1sinZe2-30rTXErLjWI3XOipm6E1l7rH2

ENTROPY OF ECSTASY ft. keiro / russian utau cover

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