Lost in mirrors, flaws in sight,
Vanity's a stage in fading light.
Gotta paint it on, gotta make it right,
'Til these doll eyes fade into the night.

Sugar rush and dreams of fame,
You crave my poison, call my name.
Come a little closer, feel the flame,
I'm a chaos queen, it's all a game.

Glitter tears and tangled hair,
This mask I wear hides all despair.
Gotta chase the high, gotta feel alive,
In this fake world where dreams all die.

Sugar rush and dreams of fame,
You crave my poison, call my name.
Come a little closer, feel the flame,
I'm a chaos queen, it's all a game.

Almost lost it, felt so free,
This plastic smile's the real me.
Maybe I'm a mess, plain to see,
But you're just a puppet, dancing for me.

Sugar rush and dreams of fame,
You crave my poison, call my name.
Come a little closer, feel the flame,
I'm a chaos queen, it's all a game.

Tell me your sins, I'll spill my lies,
Dead inside, behind these eyes.
If I can't be perfect, I'll ignite,
I'm a chaos queen, burning bright.

Chaos Queen

Best I Can

The sun begins

Inner peace

Prelude: The Void

i hear it as easily as the sound of a breeze brushing by

Part One: Calls From The Void

They dont see the monster i feel ive become

Part Two: Lost in the void

Part Three: Metamorphosis

Part four:Functional

where do i go from here

These are my audible stitches.
The voices.
The nightmares I never spoke.
My mouth was sewn shut.
This is the Unstitching.
A Turning Page, 2026.
Welcome to Grief Haven,
my personal hell by the sea.
Everything I ran from,
made permanent.
A stitched up soul.
A documented psychological loop.
No resolution.
Welcome to the creature show.
FogCore.

Part Two: Lost in the void

Ash The Stitched boy