Name: The Empty by Virreck
Duration: 2 min 30 s
Description: A soundscape of isolation. The feeling of living with a hole inside — something missing that nothing can seem to fill.

loving those heavy guitars. so face melting!

This instrumental track pays tribute to The Wreckage by As I Lay Dying

Homage to The Wreckage

Demolish

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

fractured

Your teeth gnaw at scraps, your eyes glint with greed,  
A swarm of jealous rats, on what you can’t feed.  
I’m the shadow, the hunter, the storm in your path,  
A predator’s grin, a harbinger’s wrath.  

>> Watch the Full Music Video >> https://youtu.be/SrJ4fjQ0QhI?si=QyTprUhGVPqxtR1m

Rats

Ruins of once great city,   
Shadows whisper tales untold,
I wander through desolation,
One lonely soul, left roam.

Sky canvas blood and fire,  
Echoes fallen cry,
Wasteland, hope is flicker,
spark endless night.

One lonely soul, against the void,
Fighting through endless pain,
In ashes, seed defiance,
Rising from the ruins once again.

Wind, sorrow, whispers of death,
I stand in wreckage, haunted by words unsaid.

In this world, I find my courage, warrior in the final stage.

One lonely soul, against the void,
Fighting through the endless pain,
In the ashes, a seed of defiance,
Rising from the ruins once again.

Darkness, call, from before,
Spirits, I seek an open door.

One lonely soul, against the void,
Fighting through the endless pain,
In the ashes, seed of defiance,
Rising from the ruins once again.

One lonely soul, against the void,
In this fight, I'll make my stand,
For in this broken, dying world,
Hope's a flame, within my hand.

One lonely soul
One lonely soul
One lonely soul
One treasure trove
One lonely soul
One lonely soul
One lonely soul
One treasure trove
One lonely soul
One lonely soul
One lonely soul
One lonely soul

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One Lonely Soul

A soundscape of isolation. The feeling of living with a hole inside — something missing that nothing can seem to fill.

The Empty

Ripping sinew, blood cascades,
Skulls collapse in crimson haze!
Gut the earth, her veins explode,
Carrion gods on flesh bestow!
Dance in gore, the dead arise!  
Flesh will tear… the end is near…  
Blood cascades, skulls collapse,
Crimson haze in death’s cold grasp!
Dance in gore, the dead arise!  
Bones entwine, shadows weep,
Oceans boil with severed meat!
Tear the sky, entrails rain!
Martyrs bleed in endless pain!
Flesh dissolves!  
Smash the ribs, devour the core,
Spill the guts on rusted shores!
Bleed! Bleed! Feed the void!
Limbs erupt in putrid sores!
Death consumes!  
The flesh… it crawls…  
Flay the skin, veins unfurl,
Choke the world in bile’s cruel swirl!
Claws of rot, they carve the bone,
Reap the screams from throats unknown!
Blood on my hands, I’m the reaper’s tool,
Gut the damned, break every rule!
Skulls implode!  
In the ash, where corpses bloom,
Severed dreams ignite the gloom!
Rip the heart, let chaos reign!
Eternal gore, our final claim!
Flesh… forever…

BLOOD CASCADES

from the new live ep hatred https://soundcloud.com/reapersixsixsix/hatred-live-ep

Broken

the viper

testing out a heavy guitar tone in the context of a full mix

Drop-A Guitar Tone test | Slamming Brutal Death Metal

Virreck is a self-taught guitarist whose connection to music began in his teens and never left. Though he never finished music college, that never stopped him from learning — or from feeling deeply through his instrument.

For him, music isn’t a profession or a pastime — it’s a language. Through heavy riffs and cinematic instrumentals, he builds stories without words: tales of struggle, reflection, and rebirth.

His debut release, The Album, is an unfiltered reflection of his own journey through addiction and recovery — a raw, personal story told entirely through sound. It marked the beginning of something larger: a desire to build worlds through music, to tell stories that reach beyond his own experience.

Not every piece he writes is autobiographical, but each carries his emotion — fragments of hope, struggle, and resilience translated into riffs and atmosphere. Some listeners may not hear the same story he does, and that’s the beauty of it.

For Virreck, music isn’t about perfection — it’s about connection. If someone finds even a moment of understanding or joy in what he creates, that’s enough.

The Empty

Virreck

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