R.I.P GRIP._.60
I love you brotha
this all 4 you


SEMI TUCKED

Semi Tucked (FT. Dead Not Dyin')

Covered In Blood

Will I See Tomorrow?

Meow Mix Monday v.s. Day Of The Dead Ft. Kyo & Ghostu

DEAD, FOLLOW ME
WIZARD OUT THE CASTLE FOR BATTLE
LIKE I OUGHT TO BE
FOLLOW ME
WAVING MY HANDS MY CHANGING THE COLOR OF THE AUTUMN LEAVES
THAT I SEE
MATCHING THE COLOR OF THE CORPSES THAT YOU ALL SEE
ON HALLOWEEN 
ALL OF THE PHRASES THAT I LOVE TO REPEAT

EVERY DAY FEELING THE SAME
THINK I NEED A NEW WAY 
THE GOOSEBUMPS ARE AHOLD OF MY VEINS
I AM FEELING SOMETHING STRANGE 
AND IM SHAKING MY BRAIN FROM MY SLEEP UNTIL I AM AWAKE 
DEMONIC HORROR THE TONGUES OF THE HORROR THE BLOOD SHOT EYES
KING OF THE TORTURE THAT IS RIGHT BEFORE YA IM EATING THE FLIES WITH THE RINGS I HIDE

FEEL LIKE I NEED A NEW REASON TO DIE
MURDEROUS FEELINGS THAT I HAVE TO HIDE
FEEL LIKE IM THE THATS BEEN CRUCIFIED 
BLEEDING AS IM LOOKING UP AT THE SKY
SEARCHING FOR MYSELF LIKE I DONT KNOW WHY
HOPE YOU ALL KNOW THE REASON IVE DIED
DEAD AS I AM AS IM DEAD IN THE EYES
ROWING IN STYX AS IM BREATHING IN FIRE

WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO SEE
DEAD, NOT ALIVE
ALL OF THE WALLS THAT SEEM TO MULTIPLY 
I CANNOT HIDE 
EVERYTHING I HAVE SEEN IS BECOMING A LIE
FEELING LIKE I CANNOT HIDE

YOU LOOK DEAD TO ME 
YOU SHOULD BEG FOR ME
IM PREPARED TO BE EVERY LITTLE THING THAT YOU NEED OF ME
IM PREPARED TO BLEED
WHAT YOU NEED OF ME
STILL THE GLISTENING IS EVERY LITTLE DROP OF ME 

PAINT THE CEILING WITH MY BRAIN
THE WALLPAPER IS A STAIN
SUFFOCATE THE CELLS IN MY VEINS JUST TO FEEL SOME OTHER WAY
ALL OF THE CASTLE WALLS LOOKING THE SAME

Goosebumps In My Veins

Sarlacc (feat. Kamiyada+) [prod. Ma1ik]

GET BVCK! - Lazy Raine X LOKRYPT

EXTERMINATE

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Deathquake

Energetic Ukrainian indie punk for your wild mood!

СУКО НЕ СПИ

The city breathes in neon gasps and diesel fumes...
I'm a ghost in its machine, a beat-down prophet in the concrete cathedral.
And in the refraction of a million raindrops on a taxi window... I see her.
A silhouette sketched on the fog, a whisper tangled in the subway's roar.
My Mirage.

Just a flicker in the corner of my eye!
A face in the crowd that I memorize!
A promise that the static world denies!

I'VE BEEN CHASING A PHANTOM! A SHADOW ON THE WALL!
A ECHO IN THE CANYON, JUST WAITING FOR MY CALL!
YOU'RE A VISION, A RELIGION, THAT'S CRUMBLING AS I CLIMB!
THIS BROKEN IMAGE IS ALL I CAN EVER FIND!

Him: Saw you on the platform, 2 AM, the A-train's scream.
You were a sonnet written in the steam.
Her: "Hey, you look lost. Need a light? A name? A clue?"
Him: "I'm looking for... a feeling. Someone I thought I knew."
Her: "Your eyes are searching, man, but your soul's not home."
Him: "Your voice... it's wrong. The frequency, the tone.
I had your lexicon, your cadence memorized in my bones!
But your words are just flat stones you're throwing, no poetry, no fire!"
Her: "I'm just a girl. You're projecting your entire
Requiem onto a stranger. That's a lonely kind of danger."
The syntax of her smile was all wrong, a foreign language on a familiar tongue

Just a flicker that I tried to make real!
A wound I'm desperate to feel!
A fiction that I'm destined to seal!

I'VE BEEN CHASING A PHANTOM! A SHADOW ON THE WALL!
A ECHO IN THE CANYON, JUST WAITING FOR MY CALL!
YOU'RE A VISION, A RELIGION, THAT'S CRUMBLING AS I CLIMB!
THIS BROKEN IMAGE IS ALL I CAN EVER FIND!

All this time... burning maps to a kingdom that wasn't there.
Chasing a reflection in a sea of empty stares.
And she was... the quiet harbor... while I was lost at sea.
The steady rhythm... to my frantic, broken melody.

AND NOW I SEE! THE GHOST WAS IN MY HEAD!
AND THE REAL WOMAN... THE ONE WHO SPOKE MY SOUL INSTEAD...
WAS THE ONE POURING COFFEE, MENDING THE SEAMS...
A REAL, BREATHING MIRACLE, LOST IN MY DAMNED DREAMS!

AND NOW SHE'S GONE! WITH A MAN WHO SEES HER FACE!
NOT SOME HOLOGRAM! NOT SOME GHOST IN SPACE!
HE TOOK HER HAND! AND I JUST WATCHED THEM FADE...
WITH THE SPECTER OF MY MIRAGE, A DEBT THAT CAN'T BE PAID!

The mad ones... the ones who are mad to live... we burn out our eyes staring at suns we invented.
And the real moon... the one that guides the tides...
We never even saw it shine.
Just a phantom...
...just a phantom.

Chasing Phantoms

NEW ALBUM “CAMO TRENCH COAT” OUT NOW
Cult Member Of - HellFound/Below The Surface/Swarm of Tyrants/ChasinSick

Meow Mix Monday v.s. Day Of The Dead Ft. Kyo & Ghostu

DEAD WIZARD (@whosdeadwizard)