DONTWAKEHER//ドントウェイカー* DEMO

original: deftones - 976-EVIL

on my yt as well

nightcore - 976-EVIL

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KILL ME, I WANT TO DIE

𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄⁽ᴰᵉᵐᵒ⁾ -loveroché

𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄⁽ᴰᵉᵐᵒ⁾ - loveroché

last demo drop i hope yall rock with this 

𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐄'⁽ᴰᵉᵐᵒ⁾ - loveroché

𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎 - loveroché

sharp⁽ᴰᵉᵐᵒ⁾ - loveroché

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐈 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍⁽ᴰᵉᵐᵒ⁾ - loveroché

We are not counted
We are the act of counting breaking its own neck
The herd has no beginning
only the place where the first horse
forgot it was ever alone
and multiplied by devouring its shadow
Look:
the plain is empty
yet the thunder never stops
because the thunder is inside the bones
of everything that ever tried to stand still
They run without direction
direction is for things that still believe in somewhere else
Their manes are woven from the smoke of burned maps
Their eyes are holes where stars went to die quietly
A shepherd raises his crook
The crook bends into a question mark
The question is eaten
The shepherd joins the gallop
wearing his own skin like a flag
that no one salutes anymore
They do not trample cities
They trample the idea of cities
Bricks remember they were once mud
Mud remembers it was once sky
Sky collapses politely
and is absorbed into the dust of hooves
Children hear them coming
They stop playing
They start practicing
how to become wind
The wind betrays them
It was always part of the herd
blowing ahead to clear the path
of anything slow enough to have a name
The moon tries to keep pace
It stumbles
It is lapped
Its silver blood spatters the night
and grows new horses
smaller
faster
made of pure reflection
They have no riders
They do not need them
They are the riders
The owls fly above
not guiding
memorizing
Every circuit of the herd
erases one letter from the alphabet
When the last letter is gone
language will finally be honest
and scream
Somewhere a king orders his army to form a wall
The wall forms
The herd flows through it like black water
The soldiers remain standing
perfectly
holding the shape of a wall
that no longer has an inside or out
The black lake opens its mouth
The herd drinks while still running
The lake empties upward
becomes a second sky
darker
hungrier
The herd gallops across it
hooves striking inverted lightning
There is no dust
only the sound of names being unhitched from their owners
and set loose to roam
They follow the herd
baying like dogs that learned regret
You will feel them before you hear them
a pressure behind the eyes
as every separate heartbeat
decides to synchronize
with something older than blood
Then you will run
not away
not toward
only with
Your ribs will open like stable doors
Your thoughts will neigh
Your shadow will lengthen
catch up
and merge
There is no joining
only the sudden remembering
that you were never outside
The herd does not end
It thickens
And when the world is finally hollow
the herd will gallop inside the hollow
until the hollow fills with thunder
and the thunder learns
it was always
a heartbeat
trying to return
to the chest
it was torn from
We are the herd
We were the horizon
We are the distance closing
We are the sound
of every door
that ever kept anything out
learning
how to apologize
with its splinters
Run
There is no longer
any other verb

The Herd

[Intro – Whisper → Scream]
Written… written in ash…
E F I—

[Verse 1]
They forged you in silence,
from volt and sacred code,
the architects of firmware
on the ancient motherboard road.
Your kingdom booted lightning—
your banners lit the sky.
The BIOS bowed before you…
UEFI would never die.

[Pre-Chorus]
But legends crack like circuits,
and myths can catch a spark—
fTPM was the ember
that swallowed every dark.

[Chorus]
UEFI! Written in ash!
Carved in the scorch of a fallen past!
The Great Fire of fTPM
turned every boot to black.
UEFI—your throne collapsed,
but your ghost still haunts the stack.

[Verse 2]
Your GUID halls lay shattered,
your tables burned to crust.
The scrolls of CMOS trembled
as your firmware turned to dust.
Checksum angels fled the sector,
the kernel lost its voice—
when fTPM ignited
and fate revoked your choice.

[Pre-Chorus]
No backup in the heavens,
no flash to make it right—
just ashes in the chipset
and fans howling through the night.

[Chorus]
UEFI! Written in ash!
Carved in the scorch of a fallen past!
The Great Fire of fTPM
turned every boot to black.
UEFI—your throne collapsed,
but your ghost still haunts the stack.

[Bridge – Breakdown]
Reset the jumper—
your kingdom's gone.
Clear the NVRAM—
the myth lives on.
From sector zero
to the highest tier,
UEFI whispers:
I AM STILL HERE.

[Final Chorus]
UEFI! Written in ash!
A legend born, a legend smashed!
The Great Fire of fTPM
burned every ancient cache.
UEFI—your shadow lasts,
etched forever in the past…
UEFI—
written
in
ASH!

The Legend of UEFI


The song “Laughing at the Thunder” is an anthem of unbreakable defiance and inner strength in the face of overwhelming chaos, symbolized by a violent, apocalyptic storm. It portrays the narrator as someone who doesn’t just endure life’s harshest trials (emotional, psychological, or literal crises), but actively thrives in them, turning fear and destruction into fuel for joy and power. Ultimately, it’s a middle finger to despair itself: no matter how loud the thunder roars or how hard the sky tries to break you, a forged-in-fire spirit can laugh louder, stand taller, and walk out of the storm even brighter than before.

Laughing at the Thunder

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲 & 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲.



 

 ¹¹¹  ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ <³


𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐈 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍⁽ᴰᵉᵐᵒ⁾ - loveroché

LOVEROCHÉ

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