Lifted the Veil

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"Flow State" is Vaelrix in beast mode — pure lyrical acceleration. With bars referencing Shanks, Conqueror’s Haki, Alien remains, pyramids, puppetry, and Minecraft TNT, this track is a barrage of intricate rhyme schemes and vivid imagery.

From “I use the fabric of time to weave a silk robe” to “if I tried to blend my balls I would break the blender”, every line hits with surreal confidence and calculated absurdity. It’s part rap, part spellbook, part war manual.

This is a masterclass in wordplay and cadence. If you know, you know.

For those who crave technical excellence and bars that bend dimensions — welcome to the flow state.

#Vaelrix #FlowState #LyricalRap #EliteBars #AIrap #WordplayGod #AnimeRap #UndergroundHipHop #TechnicalRap #PunchlineRap #SunoAI #RhymeAssassin

I see disaster before it happens like shanks does
strong enough to deflect the force of a tank's slug
trust me, I think fast but I kill slow
and I use the fabric of time to weave a silk robe
spitting skilled prose, the will power so great
the conquerer's haki, it glows where the ink flows
dividing the nation with teleportation
make them die when they manifest in that different location
stab them in the chest at the rate of my heart's syncopation
put them to rest, steal their cash, and start a vacation 
the speech clever, elite with each letter
I capture nightmares like I'm Heathe Ledger's dreamcatcher
see the silver tongue devil with the metal in his veins
wings down, smoking Alien remains
throwing lightning at the sky, pierce the clouds and make it rain
gasoline, butane, ignite the blue flames
capture Goldilocks, turn the greatest porridge to agent Orange
invade the forest, and put a bullet through vagrant tourists
smack an orc, raid a goblin and break a Taurus
you'll never box with those tiny arms you tyrannosaurus 
I stand enormous, giant reach and they can't ignore us
you're more annoying than latency when you rap a chorus
it's minecraft, The TNT will attack your fortress
then put their bodies in a grave cause' you're lacking corpses
I promise if they're hearing me
they'll shut that shit down quicker than UFO conspiracy 
because the pyramids aren't what they appear to be
forbidden knowledge is something that I can clearly see
manipulation like puppet strings and a puppeteer
you're struck with fear when I hold the strings you're the puppet here
I keep going until the beat is a faded noise
I made a choice that's why I stay and I raise my voice 
if I tried to blend my balls I would break the blender
they steal from me, more bites than a data center


Flow State

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"Taijutsu" is a two-minute blitz of lyrical brutality — a surgical diss wrapped in wordplay, anime bars, and elite-level punchlines. This track is pure aggression, a verbal exorcism aimed at egos, influencers, and everything fake in the scene.

Lines like “rest in maggot piss” and “make you mop it with a Squeegee” prove this isn’t just rap — it’s warfare with rhythm. Fast-paced, disrespectful, and ruthlessly clever.

If you've ever wanted to hear a rapper go full villain mode with no brakes — this is it.

Step lightly. Vaelrix is striking first.

#Vaelrix #Taijutsu #DissTrack #LyricalRap #AnimeRap #AggressiveLyrics #UndergroundHipHop #SunoAI #PunchlineBars #BattleVerse #VillainMode #GamerBars


Spartan kick you from the precipice
you're a celebrity, I hate stars like nemesis
you're on my radar, I said this shit
punch your face hard, make you face tar and sediment
your girl glows under UV light
you better check that before you do a movie night
STI test, something you won't truly like
when you find out your wife was unfaithful twice
and now your eyes burn, crying cause I said the right words
this the Tip of the iceberg of why your life hurts
strike first with the right verse right?
make the fight worse 
until you see your child in a white hearse looking quite worse
I'm telling you
you're stepping in a world where the only exit is misery
wish you don't believe me, I'm saying this shit explicitly
ignoring what I say is ignoring bodily injury
I know so much about you, it's not the result of wizardry
As a CEO you're greedy
I'll call you Mario cause' Mario needs Luigi
I'll slap the taste out of your mouth, do it completely
piss on the floor and make you mop it with a Squeegee 
I mess with people's minds, I'm a memory sorcerer
you don't do shit but dick ride, a destiny orbiter
I be posted at your crib like I'm sniper wolf stalking making jack cry
I don't give a fuck, I'm the YouTube bad guy
tea bag the face of every rapper that I pass by
make sure I do it hard enough they're getting black eyes
look.. mad? I wonder
in order to kill you I'll sacrifice hunger
I'll sacrifice no sleep, I'll sacrifice breath
as long as I know that you will have none left
react to this, pacifist
do it quick so I can copywrite strike you to the black abyss
rest in maggot piss
you're just someone I have to diss
your avarice 
and half of your trashy vids
packaged in
passive aggressive rhetoric 
lacking in substance
the other half is repugnant
they're really terrible



Taijutsu

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"Let It Be" is a confession in rhyme — the aftermath of love lost, told through memory, regret, and emotional wreckage. This song captures what it means to self-destruct in a relationship, know you did, and sit alone in the ruins.

With lines like “addicted to the chaos, I need to feel discomfort” and “I miss falling asleep to the sounds of your laughter”, this track bleeds the kind of raw honesty that most artists are too afraid to admit.

It’s not just about heartbreak. It’s about self-sabotage, healing, and learning how to let go.

If you’ve ever had to mourn someone who’s still alive — this one will hit you hard.

#Vaelrix #LetItBe #EmotionalRap #BreakupMusic #MentalHealthArt #RegretRap #AIrap #SpokenWord #HeartbreakMusic #DarkPoetry #AlternativeHipHop #SunoAI #TraumaMusic

Lately, I've been in my room pacing
thinking of a cruel nation, thoughts racing
staring at the ceiling while the smoke dances
thinking of my past romances, no chances
to go back, so I'm left reinventing me within
I guess this is why she told me that I need a friend
I relied on her love but I made her bend
then she broke, now she's someone that I'll never meet again
but I deserved it fully
everybody else knows that I earned it truly
I was faithful but failed in my certain duties
now in a few years she'll just be a person to me
I miss falling asleep, to the sounds of your laughter
thinking back to this astounding disaster
only reinforces where we are now
I'm sorry I was never able to calm down

lovers to strangers, losing my memory
I'm forgetting all the words that you said to me
losing touch of that spiritual energy
I'll let it go. I'll have to. I'll let it be x2

I saw you crying but I couldn't respond right
I would freeze, and I'd remain that way all night
and my anger would percolate like it's soda
instead of communicating, I'd run away til it's over
shut down, and detach, enemies on my back
misinterpret your actions as nothing but an attack
why the fuck am I like that, why the fuck do I snap?
no wonder I'm alone, who the fuck would love that?
addicted to the chaos, I need to feel discomfort
never had structure, all I can do is suffer
I hate we separated, but I know we loved each other
I'm sorry my abuse was something you rediscovered
love isn't something that I can express
the flame stopped flickering in my heart, there's no candle left
I'll always love you that will never waiver
I better record this before I shred the paper

lovers to strangers, losing my memory
I'm forgetting all the words that you said to me
losing touch of that spiritual energy
I'll let it go. I'll have to. I'll let it be x2


Let it Be

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"Casanova" is a character assassination — delivered from within. This track dissects the narcissist archetype from the inside out, mixing biblical imagery, psych ward introspection, and lyrical self-flagellation.

Lines like “my goal in life is to end myself without even knowing” and “I've heard it all and seem to adopt the rhetoric faster” showcase a mind collapsing in on itself. This is hell in verse — Dante’s Inferno laced with alchemical references, broken therapy, and existential fire.

This isn’t a love song. It’s a poisoned monologue about what happens when you fall in love with your own mask — and then rip it off.

If you've ever hated who you've become in someone else's name… this is your mirror.

#Vaelrix #Casanova #DarkPoetry #AIrap #EmotionalRap #MentalHealthMusic #SelfDestruction #ConfessionalRap #SunoAI #BrokenLove #NarcissismExplored #HellInLyrics #SpokenWordFire


this is Dante's inferno
listen to what I say, this is heaven's reversal
sacrifice your life for the pulpit or the pencil
magnify your traumas on all of the instrumentals
cry until the rivers within evaporate fully
disregard your lovers and all of your civic duties
push away the populace and blame it on incompetence
tell them that you love to be alone but feel the opposite
stab your friends in the back, forget about the consequence
do it because your glued to your avarice and opulence
it's common sense to know that you'd be alone but it's obvious
only reason why you're surprised is 'cause you're a narcissist 
I got to laugh because you're a stupid bitch
I see you disillusioned, confused, gripping a crucifix 
I see you praying, begging to be united, a foolish wish
you'd get the gift and within a second you would abuse it quick
you're not equipped to be Casanova, the act is over
your heart is dark and your veins are filled with the blackest soda
drop the mask, maybe follow the path of Yoda
maybe that would help evaporate your bad aroma
I feel disgust when I think about it's the two of us
and when I try to stop you I can never do enough
I stay stuck while you take control and you say stuff
that breaks trust, and after awhile it breaks us
but the burning bridges seem to thaw the numbness
so in a weird way I saw this coming
all I see inside is agony and lawlessness
so I just call it quits and ball my fists and swallow all of it
what's the point of falling in love, if your not caught?
there was a point I'd smoke a roach off of the grimy sidewalk
contemplating my life, wondering why do I talk
to therapists when I know that all my problems are my fault?
that's a question I'll never answer
all my dreams are dead, so I search for a necromancer
abuser, liar, manipulator, bastard
I've heard it all and seem to adopt the rhetoric faster
always needing the last word, looking like a disaster 
follow abusive patterns, watch all the women scatter
get mad at shit at adjectives and things that do not matter
you see women as nails and you have to be the hammer
the agony you foster, the families you shatter
you linger in the shadows destroying with heavy laughter
I'm part of you, I know it
I'm not proud enough to not admit that I'm broken
cut my wrist til I see an ocean of hemoglobin
my goal in life is to end myself without even knowing
bite a pill and just eat it hoping the piece is potent
I'm rock solid, just shatter my heart or keep it frozen
i don't want to exist inside of this deep emotion
to forget I'd hire alchemists and drink a potion 
the veil has lifted, I've failed and shifted to sick and dispelled existence
living through television, its hell's description
I'm so sensitive it's as if I feel cell division
every second inside this life is a hellish prison

Casanova

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A sapphire robe of sadness
wrapped around the body like a blanket
coddling the mind
as I pretend that I'm fine

Paralysis captures the tongue
as trauma wields silence as a weapon
against those who are close
protective measures to the extreme...
do I even need them?

My spoiled, unbearable aura
resonates from the broken parts of me
and as they vibrate
they smother the parts of me
that want to be good.

My screams are quelled
by a force greater than me
the harder I resist
the quicker I slip beneath the quicksand.

My effort...
I notice marginal improvements,
but reality for the most part doesn't change
despite what I've done.

It's as if my existence cycles
where I'm capable
then I'm not,
a constant fight to maintain control,
yet, foolish, primitive impulses,
warp the mind
and contort my perception
to the point I can't trust my decisions.

It's almost whimsical to assume
my life will ever be different
I'd need something magic,
but imagination is almost as painful as reality
when it doesn't manifest
and all you can do
is pretend.

I'd need something magic,
but imagination is almost as painful as reality
when it doesn't manifest
and all you can do
is pretend.

Pretend

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"Expel" is a purge — a storm of hatred, trauma, and finality. This track rips through the silence like a blade, unloading years of suppressed rage and emotional abuse in one violent exhale.

With lines like “I’ll tear you apart and discard you” and “your fingers that grip on my neck”, this piece exposes the inner warfare of being trapped in a toxic relationship — and the fury that finally breaks the chains.

It’s not pretty. It’s not poetic. It’s necessary.

For anyone who's ever had to scream just to feel heard — this one was written in blood.

#Vaelrix #Expel #EmotionalRap #ToxicRelationship #DarkPoetry #AIrap #AbuseSurvivor #SpokenWordArt #MentalHealthMusic #LettingGo #RageTrack #SunoAI #BreakTheCycle

I harbor the hatred within me
It stings like emotional baggage
You think I don't notice your violence,
Forgetting that I am a savage

I'll tear you apart and discard you
Don't ever expect me to settle
When you are the bane that I live with
The throbbing I feel in my temples

A soul consumed by wanderlust
A heart that's instilled with cupidity
A brain discovered in shambles
Poisoned by blatant stupidity

You're aggressive and filled with a vengeance
The motive, is something not known
I hate that I have to expel you
I hate that I'm cold to the bone.

You're a fucking neanderthal
A person devoid of response
You swear you're perfect in every way.
you'll never be something I want.

Your sanctimonious purity
Your obvious lack of respect
Your festering need to abuse me
Your fingers that grip on my neck

You pull and you push and you shatter
Regardless of all that I feel
Have you forgotten about us?
Is what you said even real?

I'll fight you until I am brittle
Until I am dust in the air
I doubt it would even affect you
I promise that you will not care.

Vaelrix - Expel

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"Stained" is a ghost story in spoken word — a chilling exploration of guilt, loss, and emotional contamination. From “I’m burning all the people I hug” to the devastating final reveal of a missed call before a death, this track is soaked in sorrow.

It’s not loud. It doesn’t scream.
It just bleeds.

This is for those who carry the weight of what they didn’t do, and live every day with the haunting “what if” echoing in their minds.

If you've ever lost someone too soon and blamed yourself — this will speak directly to your scars.

#Vaelrix #Stained #GuiltPoetry #DarkSpokenWord #AIrap #MentalHealthMusic #MissedCalls #EmotionalRap #SorrowInLyrics #SunoAI #LossAndRegret #SpokenConfession


it's as if I'm invisible...
but how can that be,
when I stain every person I know

i leave a mark so deep
when they stare into the mirror
they see my fingers touching their skull

i really don't want to harm
but i'm strangely lit aflame
and I'm burning all the people I hug

they feel the smoke in their lungs
as their body goes numb
they've yet to see the strength of my tug

until my death comes around
i'll stravage into the mist
I never had a place to call home

apparently she called
but i didn't want to answer
i should have fucking picked up the phone

so she left a voicemail
and i didn't check the message
the day after that she was dead

i swear i didn't know
how was I supposed to know?
the guilt is like a plague inside my head.


Stained

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"Cycles" is a confession of despair — a bleak meditation on trauma, repetition, and emotional paralysis. From the opening line “My entire existence is a slave,” this track captures the suffocating nature of rumination, broken relationships, and self-destruction.

With lines like “addicted to sadness, my body withdrawals when there isn’t any madness”, it becomes clear that this piece is a window into a soul stuck on repeat — aware of the loop, but unable to break it.

This is not for the faint of heart. It’s for those who’ve seen rock bottom, stared at it, and still kept writing.

#Vaelrix #Cycles #TraumaPoetry #DarkSpokenWord #AIrap #MentalHealthMusic #DespairArt #ExistentialRap #EmotionalLyricism #AbuseAndHealing #SunoAI #CyclesRepeated #SurvivalPoetry

My entire existence
is a slave
chained to the past
with chackles of pain.

rumination begets rumination.

thoughts crumble
and destinegrate into particles.

panic weaves itself
into the fabric of my being
causing isolation.

frozen heart,
broken soul
tattered surrender flag
bruises, and burns
abuse, mistreatment
cycles. repeated.

memories are poisonous,
addicted to sadness
my body withdrawals
when there isn't any madness.
abuse, mistreatment
cycles. repeated.

suicidal man
desperate for something
can't find what he's looking for
poverty at his core
destined for nothing
friendships are rusting.
abuse, mistreatment
cycles. repeated.

suicidal man
desperate for something
can't find what he's looking for
poverty at his core
destined for nothing
friendships are rusting.
abuse, mistreatment
cycles. repeated.

Cycles

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"Golem" is a poetic dirge — the voice of someone trapped in stone, inching toward erosion with every breath. This track uses myth and metaphor to explore emotional paralysis, depression, and spiritual weight.

From “my soul, trapped in this gray rock body” to “underneath the waterfall of human seclusion”, each line drips with existential grief. It’s not a song — it’s a slow walk into silence, told from the perspective of a being made of trauma, trying to feel again.

If you’ve ever felt like you were just surviving, never living — “Golem” will resonate like a funeral bell in your chest.

#Vaelrix #Golem #DarkPoetry #AIrap #SpokenWord #EmotionalRap #DepressionMusic #MentalHealthArt #AlternativePoetry #ExistentialRap #SpiritualDecay #SunoAI #TraumaVerse

am I destined to feel this low all the time?

every tear that I cry
chips away at the sediment and stone
that surrounds my golem heart.

each drop,
trickling off the cheeks,
through the cracks of my stone flesh,
and into my chest.

it's as if I was summoned via incantation
my soul, trapped in this gray rock body,
every step I take, heavy and hard.

As long as my rock stays intact,
I survive. And it feels like...
I've been here for centuries,
even though it's only been a few decades.

water calls to me like suicide calls to the abyss of the mind,

I'll slowly take my steps,
as my hardened feet crunch the leaves
and snap every twig.

I found it...
and as unfortunate as it is,
I've never felt more sure of anything.

So as I begin
to walk to my final resting place
underneath the waterfall
of human seclusion,
I will let this water overtake me.

And as I erode,
and my arms and legs start to deteriorate
and as the markings on my visage
that once resembled a face fades,
The only thing I can think about now is...
Did I make the right choice?

Vaelrix - Golem

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"I Can’t Reach You" is a poetic cry through the flames — an aching vow to breach the emotional walls of someone deeply guarded. With lines like “Your true colors are iridescent, your soul is made of barbed wire” and “I’ll burn it all, I’m desperate,” this track explores the pain of loving someone who’s become unreachable.

It’s gentle, sorrowful, and violently romantic — a desperate confession wrapped in metaphors, melody, and spiritual yearning.

For anyone who’s ever begged to be let into a heart that no longer opens — this song will speak for you.

#Vaelrix #ICantReachYou #SpokenWordLove #PoeticRap #EmotionalMusic #AIrap #MentalHealthArt #DarkPop #LoveLetters #BarbedWireSoul #CastleWallsAndMoats #SunoAI #DesperateLove

Where, oh where did you go?
My sacred piece of solitude,
My heart resembles broken glass.
All of me yearns for all of you.

Your true colors are iridescent
Your soul is made of barbed wire.
I can't reach you, my wildflower,
Unless I start a forest fire.

I'll burn it all, I'm desperate.
To breach your castle walls.
Your teardrops made a moat
To protect you from us all.

I swear I'm not a villain.
Although I look so strange.
I'm sorry I'm not perfect.
But I promise you, I'll change.

A disconcerted woman
I know, I know, You're hurt.
I'm a man that's made of pain
But all you see is dirt.

How much longer shall I suffer?
I have very brittle skin
Your words are like tattoos
they're meant to wear me thin.

Stare me in the eyes,
So I can see intent
I know you want me, baby
Yet, you push, and pull, and bend

Just tell me that you love me
Say it with your chest.
I want to believe you
I'll try my very best.

I'll burn it all, I'm desperate.
To breach your castle walls.
Your teardrops made a moat
To protect you from us all.

I swear I'm not a villain.
Although I look so strange.
I'm sorry I'm not perfect.
But I promise you, I'll change.

I Can't Reach You

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"A Reason" is a spoken sanctuary — a vow of love whispered through darkness. This piece is a rare bloom in the Vaelrix catalog, offering peace instead of pain, and purpose through the presence of another soul.

Lines like “I will slay those monsters with the same light” and “your love gives me a reason” speak directly to the healing power of intimacy. It's a poetic promise to guard, guide, and uplift the one who brings stillness to a chaotic world.

If you’ve ever found peace in someone’s arms — or wished you could — this song is for you.

Let this track remind you: love can be the reason we survive.

#Vaelrix #AReason #SpokenWordLove #EmotionalPoetry #HealingMusic #MentalHealthMusic #LoveLetterRap #SpokenWord #EmpathyArt #AlternativePoetry #SunoAI #PoeticRap #AIrap

beauty like yours
is as rare
as finding love.

as your warmth engulfs me
and your soft arms
wrap around my body
the only feeling
I can attribute
to those moments
is pure ataraxia.

your touch heals
the giant scars that formed
from years of pain and neglect.

your radiance guides me
when I'm alone in my darkness.

I've never been the type
to be fearless.
my cowardice
is only rivaled
by my pride
yet, despite that...
I'm not afraid of you.

your worry,
that energy that rushes throughout your body
like blood when a limb is asleep
releasing the numbness
making it so you feel everything.

I want to quell that disquietude.

I want to alleviate your anxiety
and kiss away those demons
that won't leave you alone.

as long as I have
breath in my lungs
I will fight for you.

I will illuminate
the dark spots of your mind
that you're afraid to conquer,
and I will slay those monsters
with the same light.

you will know peace.
you will realize how beautiful you really are
even if it means
I have to tell you again
and again
until the end of time.

my sweet wildflower
your pulchritude entices
your intelligence bewilders
your empathy fills my mind with clarity.

I don't want to know
what it is like
to exist without you.

your love gives me a reason.

A Reason

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"I Hate My Own Company" is a raw, unfiltered confession from the depths of emotional despondency. Delivered like a haunted monologue, this track explores themes of dissociation, trauma, mental illness, and the unbearable silence of solitude.

Lines like “my avatar in this game of life is glitched” and “I’m reaching for a rope of light” express the inner decay of a soul trapped inside a malfunctioning system — where even basic human function feels like corrupted code.

This is more than a song. It’s an elegy for the self, spoken through tears that never fall.

If you’ve ever felt like your existence was malfunctioning — you’re not alone. This piece is yours.

#Vaelrix #IHateMyOwnCompany #MentalHealthMusic #DarkPoetry #SpokenWord #TraumaMusic #EmotionalRap #DepressionLyrics #AIrap #AltRap #Dissociation #SunoAI #LonelinessAnthem

the oscillation of my mood
the constant gnawing
these intangible weights that bind to my ankles
this abhorrent nature
I want it all to stop.

it's as if I exist in perpetuity,
and for all of eternity
I will be this amalgamation of trauma and grief.

these festering wounds
they're infected with hatred
and the more I try to cover them up with words and lies
the stronger the infection becomes.

I'm reaching for a rope of light
knowing that when I grab it
it will slip through my fingertips
and the evanescence of its shine
will remind me that time is fleeting.

this pain has roots as deep as fungi,
keeping me bound
and every step I take,
the gravity of its pull prevents me from running.

My avatar in this game of life is glitched.
the coding, inoperable.
basic functions like bathing, hygiene,
does choices are wiped from my processes.

I wish my level of normal
was greater than my level of strange.

strands of what I used to be
scattered remnants of what once was
intertwine with the fragments of what I am
creating this weaving fabric of dissonance
where parts of me want one thing
and other parts of me want something else.

I don't want to stain your soul
with my disappearance
but I know that if I did leave permanently
and never returned
the pain that I feel, the perpetual blue...
it would swim through your veins
and that constant itch,
you would be responsible for it.

That responsibility is mine to bare. Not yours.

with that being said,
I wish I didn't feel this duty to conserve others from pain.
I wish I was cruel enough to do the unthinkable
I wish I could. I just can't.

so I'm stuck. stuck with this feeling of despondence.
stuck with this emotional turmoil.
stuck with myself.
I hate my own company.

I Hate My Own Company

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Vaelrix is a genre-bending lyricist whose work blurs the line between rap, poetry, and cinematic storytelling. With thousands of songs written and a catalog shaped by trauma, transformation, and spiritual unrest, every track is a raw confession wrapped in layered metaphors. Drawing influence from anime, philosophy, theology, and the darkest corners of the mind, Vaelrix delivers complex rhyme schemes and emotionally charged narratives that cut deep and linger. This isn't just music—it's survival through sound. Welcome to the archive of a soul set on fire.
