WIG OUT SOCIETY - TETRAGRAMMATON

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Glass corridors breathe,
Scarlet shadows weave,
Steps on marble, echo slow,
Witch light hums beneath the glow.

A sigh in the curtain,
A whisper in red,
Something unseen,
Turns in your head.


Suspiria…
The walls are alive,
Suspiria…
The witches arrive,
Under moonlit trance, they dance unseen,
In the bloom of fear, they reign supreme.


Crimson rain from ceilings drip,
Eyes in mirrors start to slip,
Voices chant in tongues unknown,
Silver knives and broken bones.


Through velvet halls,
The Mother calls,
Beneath the floor,
The dark heart falls.


Suspiria…
The witches awake,
Suspiria…
The silence will break,
Through the scent of blood and violet air,
They weave their spell — beware, beware…


Candles melt in spectral tears,
The music drowns in ancient fears,
All that was — will disappear,
Under the name… Suspiria.
Suspiria, Suspiria, Suspiria, Suspiria,
Suspiria, Suspiria,
Suspiria, Suspiria,
Suspiria, Suspiria,
Suspiria, Suspiria,
Suspiria, Suspiria,
Suspiria, Suspiria,


SUSPIRIA


In the mirror of the midnight mind,
I see my second face arise
The dreamer walks where daylight dies,
Through corridors of silver skies.
I am awake, but I am sleeping,
I am the watcher, I am the weeping.


Interplay, between the worlds,
Where fire and water twist and swirl.
One man breathing, one man gone,
Spirit dancing where the flesh can’t belong.


I dive through smoke into the other skin,
The wind remembers where I’ve been.
Shadows whisper names unknown,
Calling me back to the spirit zone.
I ride the serpent of my thought,
Between the seen and the never caught.


Interplay, the waking trance,
Two lives locked in a mystic dance.
Dreams unfold the secret play,
The mind burns night into day.


In the room behind the sun,
I met myself
He smiled, he turned,
He said, “You are the dream I dream.”
The soul is a coin, two sides spinning,
One for the living, one for the beginning.


Interplay, between the eyes,
Where truth and illusion harmonize.
Spirit rising, body still,
Meet me there beyond the will.
Interplay…
Interplay…



INTERPLAY


Whispered pages in the CIA reading room,
Adam and Eve in a cycle of doom.
Continents breathe, then drown again,
The compass weeps where truth has been.

Atlantean overflow
The waters rise, the heavens glow.
The poles will turn, the stars will crawl,
The sea will swallow cities all.

Magnetic hearts, reversing time,
The silent prophets read the sign.
Ice to fire, earth to sea,
Creation lost in symmetry.

Atlantean overflow
The deep remembers what we know.
The tides reveal, the myths replay,
Tomorrow buried yesterday.

I saw the maps bleed under glass,
The oceans danced, the mountains laughed.
The world tilted on its spine,
And Eden drowned beneath the line.

Atlantean overflow
Let the waters come and go.
Every fall begins to climb,
Every death renews the time.


Atlantean overflow
Let the waters come and go.
Every fall begins to climb,
Every death renews the time.


The earth turns…
The veil folds…
And Atlantis breathes again.


ATLANTEAN OVERFLOW


Cold room, closed mind
Static hums, rewind
Blue pills, slow rain
No love, no pain

I am the idiot
I knew too much
Silence my crown
I fall, I drown

White walls, no sound
Ghosts spin around
Dreams decay
Night eats day

I am the idiot
I knew too much
Silence my crown
I fall, I drown

Flicker of faith
Fades in the wire
Truth is a cage
Heart’s on fire

I am the idiot
I knew too much
Silence my crown
I fall, I drown

No name, no face
Gone without trace
The idiot sleeps
The idiot weeps


THE IDIOT


I saw you in the ether’s glow,
Your shadow whispered soft and low,
A pulse inside the astral field,
Our thoughts entwined, our fate revealed.

Eyes closed, but I still see,
You are moving through the void to me.

Erotic motive unseen desire,
Psychic touch, electric fire,
Through the veil, I feel you near,
Your spirit breathes inside my ear.

Candle smoke and coded dreams,
A ritual beneath moonbeams,
Your name repeats, a silent spell,
Between two worlds, we burn so well.

Your mind, my temple, open wide,
We meet where mortal hearts can’t hide.

Erotic motive unseen desire,
Psychic touch, electric fire,
Through the veil, I feel you near,
Your spirit breathes inside my ear.

Incantation through the static line,
Your thoughts invade and merge with mine,
No distance left, no skin, no sound,
Our souls collide the lost are found.

Erotic motive unseen desire,
Psychic touch, electric fire,
Through the veil, I feel you near,
Your spirit breathes inside my ear.


EROTIC MOTIVE

The Wreckage - Breaking Through

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▼ WIG OUT SOCIETY is produced by Brain Glitch Art studios Melbourne Australia, 2025. 
▼ Vocals / Guitars: Jimmy Radox.
▼ Vocals / Casio SK-1 / Fortran Nerdy Gurdy: Yakov Blu Öyster.
▼ Vocals / Zeusaphone / Microvolt 3900: Miss. Svetlana Bog Blagoslovil.
▼ Vocals / Guitars and Synth: Davedog.
▼ Vocals / Bass Guitar: Anastasiya Volkova (AKA. Synthetic Butterfly).
▼ Vocals / Drums: Doktor Mong Chung.
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