Vindictive (Instrumental)

Veil (Instrumental)

The night is young, pulsating energy
Striking pins off the heat off of my fingertips
The flowing wind, it breezes onto my skin 

Chiming in,  alcoholic beverages 
Mental capacity increases 
Devilish grins, naughty sins 

12 o clock
The light is getting dimmer 
The 808s are bumping 
Cracked surface above the horizon 
Haunted cabin


Now the devil whispering bad decisions,
Possessing my best friend 
Now we rolling in the muddy ground while it's raining 


Lethal aggression off of bad intentions 
Out of control,  the havoc is wrecking
Car reversing, now shits serious 
Injured foot now that shit is dangling 
Spiked through the roof, adrenaline 

What a hallowed night, what a lovely fright 

And the girls got the trauma inflicted 
ptsd, fast paced escalation
Now the brain is trembling off of impulsive actions 
What do I do 
I ask God but he answers in silence 

Now the blood is streaming, while the cells are boiling,
Wrapped around my head, rotation
Who knew such fun could be so destructive 
Terrible events changing under 1 minute
Now all that's left is confliction of the tension

That sinks into the thoughts poisoning like a cancer
Now that shits stuck in the present 
The past undone but carved of pain and suffering 
Agony echoing now the nightfall is ruined
Tragedy foretold like it was a prophet

Everyone views me heroic
Coked up feens snorting off keys
Shits pathetic 
My mind blank, and thoughtless
But emotionally, I'm angry 
Ruthless off of hatred
Was this meant to be 
Or be the end of me
Both iconic 

Poetic
The night is done, for the restless

What a hallowed night, what a lovely fright 4x

Miasma

Nailing some coffins, so my victims can't crawl out of it 
Seeing dead memories of my love, don't worry she's alive she just dead to me 
Phasmophobia, I'm tryna document what type of bitch, she is 
Halloween, spooky shit, better order up some crucifix
My eyes, they burn dominion, no color 
no mercy only hate
An aura so hungry for power, it bursts into a deep purple flame 
The suffering of a sith'ari 
Glowing yellow eyes, look at my fucking face
Bare feet walking on the cold empty road
Misty fog blowing through my curly hair 
The smell of fear in my bloody nose 
Yet the calm breeze hits the booze 
I'm a failure at everything 
From driving cars, working jobs, managing relationships 
I've done it all whether full or part time 
Doesn't mean shit 
Just a fucked up prick who can't end his shit 
So he just bathes in misery and disease hoping for something to end his life so quickly 
What a tragedy 
Such poetic philosophy 








Apostle (Prod. Wyte Trash x Stygian Saint)

Eviscerate (Prod. KROWKILLER) (feat. Cenotxph)

Walking down the windy beach
Contemplating suicidal tendencies 
Wondering if my mind will bleed or break
Aneurisms off of stress and pain 

Gambling my life to the moving waves
Believing the lies that are told to my face 
Feeling death off a place of peace 

I requiem 

Grey skies, aggressive breeze
Darkness lies, underneath my skin
I realize, not everything is innocent 
Moralize, succumb to the wounds that I paved 

Wooden planked path, extended for some miles away 
Mini rocks, stab my foot to its bruised and bleeds

Lifeless body dragging its limbs 
Soulless mindset, I guess nobody wins
Demons waiting to control over me 

I requiem  x4


I don’t need drugs or pills
No descriptions 
Nah I just fucking hate myself 
That’s the best biography I’d have to tell 
The pure blood Beserker 

Weighing his sword around 
Slitting throats 
Slicing kidneys to pieces 
Stabbing guts with the sharpest end 
Arteries inflated 
Blood leaking out like a waterfall 
Vengeful spirit living off abuse and self-destruction

Suicidal tendencies guess you could say I got a death wish 
Formed off of bad habits and bad decisions 
I got this huge inflated ego with the co owner being insecurities 

I wish I could act out on my rage and show the world my true fucking face 
For all these sick fucks they should be extinct for their souls reek of a stench so filthy

I requiem

Requiem

Cramped up to a tree, windy breeze hitting me
Laying dead, feeling lifeless
Defeated, frustrated 
All my decisions led to this fucking very moment 
Cold blank mask, the black visor glass
Corrupted cybernetic hand

Holding heavy weights of the guilt and regrets 
Can't shed any tears I'm purposeless
Every plan I pursued debunked and inflated 
What is left to accomplish?
Not even my nefarious intentions could claim victorious 
Frozen in the land of the dead 


Peaceful but sleepless
I ponder what could possibly be next 
With no discipline or motivation 
Of an endless torment

I've just created 
This bloody eclipse has brought the tenebrous and tormented 
What move do I choose next 
In this game of madness
In this needing for carnage 
This multi-dimensional oblivion 
Backstabbed, betrayed, it births my hatred

Broke to a cold sweat, I'm feverish 
I feel gifted and cursed
With the possession of knowledge 


I've always seen the bigger picture 
But I'm the only frame, holding up 
Questioning my own existence 
Even purpose, what is up?
What the fuck
Harsh reality, cold brutal bullshit
Why do I see through the lens, nobody else could do? 
I feel constantly stuck, living in my own personal doom

Every breath that I take, every thought in my brain 
Every heart beat for sake, every sound that I can't shake 
Is my soul brave enough to claim the weak 
Or is it sickened for the tainted soul for fate

Overwhelmed senses 
Force sensitive 
I reach closer to my break 
Mental capacity turns into 
Struggling sanity 
I've lost the ability to perfect my speech 
To project my love to safe 
I wish to fulfill all my wishes by 60 
But I fear I may be dead by 30

What is my purpose
In a purposeless life
What is to flame the spotlight
With no sight 
What is to gain 
With no light 
I've lost my way 
Have given up to fight 
I refuse to live in a lifeless world 

Where the only potential is being Recognized by your own wealth 
Careless for health 
Praising you to hell
Refusing to help 
Evading what's felt 
Erasing yourself

Purgatory (Prod. KROWKILLER)

I'm losing my mothafuckin mind
Ive lost it all this fucking night 
I don't know what else to think of this fucking shit 
I'm losing my mothafuckin mind 

Forged walls, castle halls
Battles fought, risen tall, wings fallen
Psychopathic lunatic, like kingpin skinny pimp 
Wrists slit, I am my own torment 

Walking out in the distance winds, Searching for a purpose to engulf the flames 
Free all those, to spread the wings from the chains 
Carve my own way of illness and misery 

Bathing in the blood boiled insidiously 
For the new members, we are the kings man, 

Then will dig yo grave, roll you in a coffin
And burn the sage, steal money 
Bend the fates, chase the honey 
Wield the clan, wreck havoc, make amends

The risen kingdom, new era 
The darkening, sovereign of ascension
Behold the glory, from the prophet tapes 

To the rejuvenation, not a myth but being a legend 
Eidolon of the stygian, phantom menace of the vesseled darkness 

Stagnant energy 
Struck by thorns and branches 
A depressive sick fuck
I'm just bathing in darkness 
Drinking my liver to cold
Just some deathly wishes 

I'm draining in negativity
But think I crave on the agony 
No better days are coming 
But just one bad day closer 
In its own doomsday 
Everything I consume just projects destruction and poor abusion


I'd rather be a drug addiction but instead just a tragic poet, journaling my emotional intelligence 
A curse of ancient knowledge 
Writing out my messages, like text in a prophet

Stuck in my own purgatory 
Deserving fate for my story 
Id play Russian roulette 
But I've already died 6 times 
They say cats have nine lives 
But I'd rather be slaughtered

I'm losing my mothafuckin mind
Ive lost it all this fucking night 
I don't know what else to make of this fucking shit 
I'm losing my mothafuckin mind

Crucifixion

Wyte Trash