Ashes in Bloom is a sonic wasteland stitched with poetry and pulse — a debut album that drifts between ruin and revelation. Each track is a fragment of memory scorched by time, where rust becomes rhythm and silence is sharpened into verse. From the spectral ache of Ghosted Sands to the slow unravel of forgotten names, this project doesn’t ask for attention — it demands reflection.
Crafted by Words Of Anthrax, this album is a testament to survival through sound. No filters. No fame-chasing. Just raw emotion carved into melody.
Play it loud if you’ve ever felt haunted. Let it linger if you’re still searching.


Ghosted Sands

Syringe

Last Dance

Ulcer

Shackled Muse

Your Heart, My Grave

Bleeding Diaries

deeply emotional, the afterthoughts of someone that just came out of a vindictive relationship

Jesabel Hell

A new single Release, lyrical poetry wrapped in song about the inability to communicate through song lyrics to ears that never wanted to listen or understand.

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 A dark, atmospheric ballad blending poetic grief with cosmic imagery. The song explores emotional collapse, spiritual decay, and the haunting beauty of lost love. Lyrics are rich with metaphors like Northern lights, pyrite gold, and broken glass—evoking a surreal, melancholic tone. The structure includes three verses, a recurring pre-chorus and chorus, a philosophical bridge, and a quiet outro. The mood is cinematic and introspective, with ambient textures, slow tempo, and emotionally raw vocals. Ideal genre: ambient rock, dark pop, or experimental R&B.

pyrite Gold.mp3

Words Of Anthrax is the poetic scream of a soul unfiltered.
A one-man project born from verses too raw for silence—where poems became songs, and songs became survival. Blending alternative rock, metalcore, and spoken confession, this music doesn’t ask to be heard—it demands it.
Every track is a wound carved in rhythm.
Every lyric is a prayer for the unheard.
This is not rebellion. This is requiem.
Written, performed, and produced by a poet who bleeds truth into every line.
You don’t listen to Words Of Anthrax—you feel it.
Debut album out now.
Minimalist. Violent. Honest.

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