No abismo tíbio e mórbido
Entre as aberrações expostas
E Feridas abertas
A maldição autoinflingida 
É revelada e vulnerável 
As sombras intrínsecas do ser

Nos oceanos instáveis do âmago
A culpa, a apatia, o medo, a raiva, a vergonha e a tristeza habitam 
Um confronto com a sombra e a morte 
Espelha o encontro da luz da lua no oceano negrume



VoxOfChaos x BlackPhillip - Eldritch

An offering; A transmission dedicated to illumination itself.

- PsÿcØŕƐ ƐxPƐŕÏ[MëƝtäł] 👹
- HïĢHƁPM

O menino bom e puro do interior
Trilhando no caminho da cena underground.

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https://blackphillip.bandcamp.com/album/black-box

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(Full support ) 🤘👊 











✹' Há uma variedade de gêneros a serem encontrados! Basicamente , eu apenas republico e carrego comigo coisas boas e às vezes raras✹ 
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Hi-tech/ Darkpsy /Forest /Experimental /Psycore / Speedcore 🔊

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🚨🚫Se você é um artista, produtor, proprietário de gravadora e qualquer conteúdo  viola seus direitos ou por qualquer outro motivo você não deseja ver seu trabalho aqui ou no youtube , entre em contato conosco em vez de denunciá-lo, iremos remover  imediatamente!

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He did not wake up — he remembered that he existed.

Around him stretched an endless ocean of pale light, cold and lifeless like the gaze of an ancient god. 
No ground, no direction, only a crushing emptiness in which even thoughts grew heavy. And yet: beneath his feet stretched a disk of glass, thin as the ice on a dying pond.

Below, a clockwork of inhuman scale ground on — colossal gears spewing rusty sparks into the abyss, iron giants whose movements were so old they seemed to steer the very breath of the world. The sound of ticking was everywhere, a flat, malicious pulsing that seeped into his bones.

He stepped forward.
The glass trembled. Another step. A soft, hungry cracking.
With a scream that did not come from his mouth, but from reality itself, the world broke beneath him.
He fell — or rather: he was devoured.

The clockwork peeled flesh from thought, tore memory from consciousness as he plunged downward. Gears, their edges glowing with obscure colors, slashed past him so closely that they carried the whispering of lost souls.

Time had no name here.
He became a droplet in a black river, carried through planes of existence beyond understanding.

When his consciousness finally began to take form again, he saw:

Windows — cracks in the fabric of nothingness.
Beyond them: worlds never meant for human eyes.

The darkness itself breathed words into him, formless yet sharp:

Choose. But know: every step is a chain. Every choice a sacrifice.

He floated, alone with his fear, his hunger for meaning — and the knowledge that every world would change him.
Perhaps break him.
Perhaps erase him.

-Orv

From the blessings of Shiva Mahadevaॐ 🔱

IlluRitual Crew 🏴‍☠️🎛️
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VoxOfChaos x BlackPhillip - Eldritch

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