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NuLL

VILEVHILE

ALLBL4CK - UND3XD Slowed

Nocturne's Kiss

Novocaine

Whys your love turning into attacks
But I'm the fool for taking u back
One wrong cut she's a maniac
Our loves a bomb and i always set it off
Defusing you went wrong
And now we lost it all
Holding my breath
Suffocating as the time goes down

Tell me how your feeling inside
The bloody nightmares I'm left out to bleed
From all the time that we spent, now i bleed
Tear out your wires till we can be free
Just tell me are we running out of time
I hear the clocks ticking, my life's on the line
I watch the fuse burn but I'm feeling fine
You pull the pin now you cant change your mind
Uh yeah, is this really how the story goes
Slow motion, watching shards fly off the windows
Taking cover to the floor and now I'm getting low
Painful love holding on to a bloody rose

Whys your love turning into attacks
But I'm the fool for taking u back
One wrong cut she's a maniac
Our loves a bomb and i always set it off
Defusing you went wrong
And now we lost it all
Holding my breath
Suffocating as the time goes down

Suffocating as the time goes down
Holding on to a bloody rose
She's a maniac, woah
oh woah, ohh

maniac

Munchausen syndrome by proxy (slowed)

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Love&ecstasy

Sabrina

⚝ lyrics:

just feed me to the beast
just don't you let her off her leash

just feed me to the beast
but don't you take her off her leash x2

just leave me to die
there's nowhere to hide
from the beast that's inside
it's in you and i
i've watched the darkness cover your eyes
i've seen the dark thoughts cross through your mind

she said i'm falling apart
with these thoughts in my head
i should have known from the start
how all this would've ended

just feed me to the beast
but don't you take her off her leash

im stuck in the haze in your goodbyes
counting the cracks of my own mind
looking for peace that i'll never find
i'm crying out but the echo dies
got me trapped in this void
i think im paralyzed -
from these thoughts in my head
i should've known from the start
how all this would've end

she said i'm falling apart
with these thoughts in my head
I should have known from the start
how all this would've ended

just feed me to the beast
but don't you take her off her leash



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https://www.instagram.com/im5hy
https://www.youtube.com/@im5hy


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https://www.instagram.com/whytylxr/

LEASH

PRESAVE HERE:
https://share.amuse.io/track/godsent-void

void

This is my first time making a heavy metal type song. I really hope it came out well, I personally think I did really well, but lemme know what you think!

All of my socials:
linktr.ee/TheReaperPepper

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Lyrics:
from the land of the desolate
where the scarecrow roam with a temperament and a curved blade
he bout serve a little dish served cold in the worst way
in a cursed grave that you lay when you die
all it takes is a slice for you to beg for your life
all your useless cries are just music to I
so you should close your mouth and open your eyes

you got time to watch it all get wasted
now you're buried alive by the choice your making
step on the chair and tighten the rope
ain't no need to say prayers when you lost all your hope, huh?
feel the blade scrape down your spine
as the birds of prey gouge out your eyes now
cutting nerves til you're paralyzed 
miles of vile visions got you terrified

Paint the lines
Cut the man
Remove the bones
And wear the skin 
got no control of my head 
that's why I took apart your flesh        

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Vilephile is a concept-driven metal band rooted in horror, mythology, and the grotesque decay of the American Midwest. Emerging from the haunted remnants of an 18th-century hog farm in rural Illinois, the band constructs a dark universe of sound and story. Each member is a cryptid entity—once part of the land or its history, now resurrected into flesh through the twisted magic of a farm witch named Vile Lynn. Musically, Vilephile merges the downtuned weight of Black Sabbath with the chaos and aggression of Slipknot, the theatrical violence of GWAR, and the industrial pulse of Rob Zombie. Drawing influence from bands like System of a Down, Megadeth, Hatebreed, Pantera, I Set My Friends On Fire, The Bunny The Bear, Mudvayne, Mushroomhead, Alice in Chains, Modest Mouse, My Chemical Romance and even Insane Clown Posse, the band weaves together metalcore riffs, groove metal rhythms, and eerie synth-driven textures to create something both heavy and hallucinatory. Stevie Vile’s vocal performance is a brutal blend of deep, gravel-coated growls and shrieking, high-intensity screams along with twangy southern style of singing similar to Primus. His lows carry the weight and grit found in early Megadeth and Rob Zombie, delivering a raw, almost feral tone that feels carved from rust and bone. In stark contrast, his high-pitched screams slice through the mix with the unrelenting intensity of Nirvana, Knocked Loose, Flagman, The Chariot and the trap-metal artist Bruxism, adding a layer of panic and volatility. The result is a voice that feels both grounded in tradition and violently unhinged—an essential force behind Vilephile’s chaotic, horror-laced sound.


Visual Album

Wear the Skin

'Kin' is a 21-minute descent into hog farm rot and Midwest decay. 
Vilephile’s visual EP fuses grotesque horror, warped psychedelia, and cursed soil into a filthy, brain-melting trip straight from the underworld of Vilevison.
 Vilephile is a concept-driven metal band rooted in horror, mythology, and the grotesque decay of the American Midwest. Emerging from the haunted remnants of an 18th-century hog farm in rural Illinois, the band constructs a dark universe of sound and story. Each member is a cryptid entity—once part of the land or its history, now resurrected into flesh through the twisted magic of a farm witch named Vile Lynn. Musically, Vilephile merges the downtuned weight of Black Sabbath with the chaos and aggression of Slipknot, the theatrical violence of GWAR, and the industrial pulse of Rob Zombie. Drawing influence from bands like System of a Down, Megadeth, Hatebreed, Pantera, I Set My Friends On Fire, The Bunny The Bear, Mudvayne, Mushroomhead, Alice in Chains, Modest Mouse, My Chemical Romance and even Insane Clown Posse, the band weaves together metalcore riffs, groove metal rhythms, and eerie synth-driven textures to create something both heavy and hallucinatory. Stevie Vile’s vocal performance is a brutal blend of deep, gravel-coated growls and shrieking, high-intensity screams along with twangy southern style of singing similar to Primus. His lows carry the weight and grit found in early Megadeth and Rob Zombie, delivering a raw, almost feral tone that feels carved from rust and bone. In stark contrast, his high-pitched screams slice through the mix with the unrelenting intensity of Nirvana, Knocked Loose, Flagman, The Chariot and the trap-metal artist Bruxism, adding a layer of panic and volatility. The result is a voice that feels both grounded in tradition and violently unhinged—an essential force behind Vilephile’s chaotic, horror-laced sound.

Lyrics:
I'm not the one you'd like to find when you take a look inside
You been afraid of what its like; Become the one that you've despised
Buried alive, dug your own grave, sacrificed; Dying in vein
The divine sorrow and shame left a trail of destruction and pain

i took a trip down by the tomb
old man pearson payed me a visit 'round noon
he rose out the grave and we had a few brews
told me who I could save and who I could shoot
said that he couldn't stay, I've gots a mission to do
and when I gets it done we're moving onto phase 2
grew close to the old man, though I know that he's dead
and long before I knew it, Pearson became my friend to the end

vile visionary
I talk to the dead
vile visionary
it's not all in your head
x2

your body will be forgotten in the pits with the maggots; rotting
you're alive and growing nauseous
say your prayers, cause God is watching

i see trouble coming over the hill
i sense that they may be coming to kill
cryptid chaos coming closer
wicked pagan seance composer
 
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Vilephile is a concept-driven metal band rooted in horror, mythology, and the grotesque decay of the American Midwest. Emerging from the haunted remnants of an 18th-century hog farm in rural Illinois, the band constructs a dark universe of sound and story. Each member is a cryptid entity—once part of the land or its history, now resurrected into flesh through the twisted magic of a farm witch named Vile Lynn. Musically, Vilephile merges the downtuned weight of Black Sabbath with the chaos and aggression of Slipknot, the theatrical violence of GWAR, and the industrial pulse of Rob Zombie. Drawing influence from bands like System of a Down, Megadeth, Hatebreed, Pantera, I Set My Friends On Fire, The Bunny The Bear, Mudvayne, Mushroomhead, Alice in Chains, Modest Mouse, My Chemical Romance and even Insane Clown Posse, the band weaves together metalcore riffs, groove metal rhythms, and eerie synth-driven textures to create something both heavy and hallucinatory. Stevie Vile’s vocal performance is a brutal blend of deep, gravel-coated growls and shrieking, high-intensity screams along with twangy southern style of singing similar to Primus. His lows carry the weight and grit found in early Megadeth and Rob Zombie, delivering a raw, almost feral tone that feels carved from rust and bone. In stark contrast, his high-pitched screams slice through the mix with the unrelenting intensity of Nirvana, Knocked Loose, Flagman, The Chariot and the trap-metal artist Bruxism, adding a layer of panic and volatility. The result is a voice that feels both grounded in tradition and violently unhinged—an essential force behind Vilephile’s chaotic, horror-laced sound.

Old Man Pearson

Lyrics:
all night digging his grave
unpaid, ain't slept in days
and the little rat lost in the race ran out of time
best pick up the pace  
you vilephile, your name's a disgrace
I'mma take you to hell after I piss on your grave
aww, baby afraid of what awaits in the flames?
at first it kinda hurts but you adapt to the pain

them ends ain't fans of meetin
no friends been calling late
and his shades to hide his face have cracks and scrapes from off the pavement
landlord saying to him "where's the payment?"
truth told, flushed down the drainage
im fine, flying sky high
don't know what's wrong with my life now

running outta time borrowed
don't know which road he gon' follow
alone in a head so hollow
can't cope with the dope he done swallowed
no, I don't got no problems; no problems with me
half you ugly-minded swine wallerin' in your own greed
no need to cry momma or plead for your life
scarecrow in the corn known to live by the scythe

feel the march of the farmhand undead
hear the wrong set of words from the voice in your head
ain't no shutting him up, you can fill him with lead
but your soul only returns for a worse punishment
got vultures flying over, just dying for my corpse
but they gon' wait forever, I'm living through worse
and my body is a prison, my soul has been cursed
that vile lynn woman; who made me berserk

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Vilephile is a concept-driven metal band rooted in horror, mythology, and the grotesque decay of the American Midwest. Emerging from the haunted remnants of an 18th-century hog farm in rural Illinois, the band constructs a dark universe of sound and story. Each member is a cryptid entity—once part of the land or its history, now resurrected into flesh through the twisted magic of a farm witch named Vile Lynn. Musically, Vilephile merges the downtuned weight of Black Sabbath with the chaos and aggression of Slipknot, the theatrical violence of GWAR, and the industrial pulse of Rob Zombie. Drawing influence from bands like System of a Down, Megadeth, Hatebreed, Pantera, I Set My Friends On Fire, The Bunny The Bear, Mudvayne, Mushroomhead, Alice in Chains, Modest Mouse, My Chemical Romance and even Insane Clown Posse, the band weaves together metalcore riffs, groove metal rhythms, and eerie synth-driven textures to create something both heavy and hallucinatory. Stevie Vile’s vocal performance is a brutal blend of deep, gravel-coated growls and shrieking, high-intensity screams along with twangy southern style of singing similar to Primus. His lows carry the weight and grit found in early Megadeth and Rob Zombie, delivering a raw, almost feral tone that feels carved from rust and bone. In stark contrast, his high-pitched screams slice through the mix with the unrelenting intensity of Nirvana, Knocked Loose, Flagman, The Chariot and the trap-metal artist Bruxism, adding a layer of panic and volatility. The result is a voice that feels both grounded in tradition and violently unhinged—an essential force behind Vilephile’s chaotic, horror-laced sound.

Lurch Church

Lyrics:
i've been down deep in a rut
and only got this taste of blood
i've sized you up and think that you'll win
but all i want is one good hit
find me dead face down in a ditch
and i resurrect into the next host i fit
and i got trauma; resides in my mind
take a look inside and you won't like what you find

and i don't think you seen what you did to me
but now i think i've seen where i'd like to be
and if you'd really like, i could play real sweet
and if i'm a good boy, could i have a treat?

how many signs will you ignore,
when they tell you that this means war?
sand-filled heads protect the weak
re-evaluate all your needs

you ask why's that i don't speak
when all you needs is me'n my greens
and your least favorite thing bout me is someone elses favorite thing bout me
and i don't think you talk too sweet, no
i don't think you care for me more than i cared for you 
so see you on the other side the street, hoe

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Vilephile is a concept-driven metal band rooted in horror, mythology, and the grotesque decay of the American Midwest. Emerging from the haunted remnants of an 18th-century hog farm in rural Illinois, the band constructs a dark universe of sound and story. Each member is a cryptid entity—once part of the land or its history, now resurrected into flesh through the twisted magic of a farm witch named Vile Lynn. Musically, Vilephile merges the downtuned weight of Black Sabbath with the chaos and aggression of Slipknot, the theatrical violence of GWAR, and the industrial pulse of Rob Zombie. Drawing influence from bands like System of a Down, Megadeth, Hatebreed, Pantera, I Set My Friends On Fire, The Bunny The Bear, Mudvayne, Mushroomhead, Alice in Chains, Modest Mouse, My Chemical Romance and even Insane Clown Posse, the band weaves together metalcore riffs, groove metal rhythms, and eerie synth-driven textures to create something both heavy and hallucinatory. Stevie Vile’s vocal performance is a brutal blend of deep, gravel-coated growls and shrieking, high-intensity screams along with twangy southern style of singing similar to Primus. His lows carry the weight and grit found in early Megadeth and Rob Zombie, delivering a raw, almost feral tone that feels carved from rust and bone. In stark contrast, his high-pitched screams slice through the mix with the unrelenting intensity of Nirvana, Knocked Loose, Flagman, The Chariot and the trap-metal artist Bruxism, adding a layer of panic and volatility. The result is a voice that feels both grounded in tradition and violently unhinged—an essential force behind Vilephile’s chaotic, horror-laced sound.

Taste of Blood

"I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious."

fractured

The Vigilant

Five Minutes of Fire

Carapace [HQ] - Rhythm In Static

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Music & artwork - Mitch Duffy

Carapace

Tha Carter IV

President Carter (Album Version)

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Lil Skies - Nowadays (feat. Landon Cube)[prod. by Cash Money AP]

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VOCALS: ITSOKTOCRY, BBY GOYARD
PRODUCTION : Shinra
WRITER: ITSOKTOCRY, BBY GOYARD, SHINIGAMI
ENGINEER: ITSOKTOCRY
7.) VANESSA WITH AN F
(ITSOKTOCRY)
(Hook)
You canʼt finesse me, imma finesser
(nyah, oh, oh, oh, oh, nyah) (x4)
Please donʼt play me with the price, I know the quotes,
Please donʼt test me, I know you wonʼt.
I think I stepped on almost everything I sold,
Now my money long, they think I sold my soul.
(Shinigami)
Iʼm moving quietly, oh, you walking behind ah-me,
Please donʼt mind me, and please donʼt fuckinʼ try me
Disturb the peace and imma end you all so violently.
Assassinate the bitch, I hit the pussy silently.
(ITSOKTOCRY)
The only thing on my feet is that Jeremy Scott,
They picket watchinʼ, how much I got? Itʼs a lot.
If I say Beyblade, I need top.
Got some carrots on my wrist, and add some rocks.
If Iʼm hoppin on the beat then itʼs a bop (itʼs a bop) x(4)
(Shinigami)
Armor on my body, she say she like it sweet, whip cream her favorite topping.
Iʼm a force that should be reckoned with,
Youʼll never stop me.
I kiss her on the forehead while she throwing me the sloppy.
(ITSOKTOCRY)
(Hook)
You canʼt finesse me, imma finesser
(nyah, oh, oh, oh, oh, nyah) (x4)

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ITSOKTOCRY - VANESSA WITH AN F Feat. BBY GOYARD & SHINIGAMI

A concept-driven metal band rooted in horror, mythology, and the grotesque decay of the American Midwest. Emerging from the haunted remnants of an 18th-century hog farm in rural Illinois, the band constructs a dark universe of sound and story. Each member is a cryptid entity—once part of the land or its history, now resurrected into flesh through the twisted magic of a farm witch named Vile Lynn.

Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Keys: Stevie Vile
Guitar, Bass, Vocals: Kyle Vile
Drums, Vocals: Alex Vile

email us at vilephilemusic@gmail.com