Sadistik - Night of the Creeps (Feat. Sahtyre) TheRealSadistik 2021-10-31 | Prod. by CATVLYSTSadistik:I am a god you can’t sit at my throneGun in my hand like I’m Videodrome Dog is named Damien sixes in skullIf you guppies act fishy get slits in ya throatFishtailing the whipNails in my wrists I’m impaling my bitchthoughts are so cold when it hails in my headAll you comics get ghost I go Tales from the Crypt likeDouble pump thump when my tongue fly Cut em up once what the blood clot?Sad stays Ra like a sun godRaw like it’s tar-tar bite and get mud-stompedToke dope til I’m cotton-mouthedYou’re a rat I’m a cottonmouth watch your mouth Ghosts everywhere I go it’s a haunted house I can turn that happy home into a slaughterhouseSahtyre:5150Borderline 50/50Semi bang bang chitty chittyGet chippy get chipped in a jiffyReal nigga off the bat Ken GriffeyBig spliffy out my mindInner city, synesthesiaSee my pain feel it wit me Anesthesia can't feel shit reallyThat's real shit reallyOne pill make a bitch feel pretty 2 pills make a bitch real dizzy3 pills make a bitch stupid but she can't be cuz she still wit meBought a zippy wit the stimmyHad to flip em thats a gimmeDoubled up now I'm stingyFuck it keep that shit a centurySubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - A Jubilee Of Rot [Official Video] TheRealSadistik 2024-03-24 | Produced by MaulskullDirected/Edited by Tim Slew[Verse 1]This one’s for the ones who at most get by Trapped in a bar where the ghosts get live Broken skies full of crimson streaksBleed light from above soak the busy streets Fear and Loathing in my loss, angel-lessWe’re all lonely in the end, fatalist Diamonds shining guess my pen, made from it Diamonds shining once again, radiantWho am I? I am him Strung out, violinMy girl look good in my lion’s den Red wine stains when the smile showsWon’t shed my rain to a dial tone vibraphone Vertebrae shake when the quiet comes I moved to LA for a brighter sun Clouds seem to follow when we try to run [Hook]A jubilee of rotDo you believe in god? Do you believe that you were too deceived To choose or to receive at all?Do we truly see the stars?There’s beauty to your flawsI won’t forget that the growth and deathAre a few degrees apart[Verse 2]City under moonlight dancing like a werewolf Vulture pick bones clean laughing with the scarecrowsEven when I’m gone can’t kill off my memory I don’t wanna go, yet, still got some enemiesAnd I’m me, miss me with the anomie Anatomy drawn like da Vinci Your scars are convincing Herzog mixed with Kinski All my thoughts are Beksinskis Get lost in the intrigueGod’s gift speech y’all gonna miss meWalk with me loss is a victoryMold spores grow and accost all the citiesFix me wonder what’s the cost of forgivingLost on a rock that’s revolving around I hope you brought a revolver and rounds Jubilee for the rotten, the monsters are outOBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsasdistik
Sadistik - Bad Vibes (Live Session) TheRealSadistik 2024-03-15 | Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - Pigs Blood (Feat. Father) - Live Session TheRealSadistik 2024-02-28 | Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - All The Colors of The Dark (Feat. Krayzie Bone) - Live Session TheRealSadistik 2024-02-26 | ...
Sadistik - Alaskan Snow (Live Session) TheRealSadistik 2024-02-26 | Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - A Jubilee of Rot TheRealSadistik 2024-02-23 | Produced by Maulskull[Verse 1]This one’s for the ones who at most get by Trapped in a bar where the ghosts get live Broken skies full of crimson streaksBleed light from above soak the busy streets Fear and Loathing in my loss, angel-lessWe’re all lonely in the end, fatalist Diamonds shining guess my pen, made from it Diamonds shining once again, radiantWho am I? I am him Strung out, violinMy girl look good in my lion’s den Red wine stains when the smile showsWon’t shed my rain to a dial tone vibraphone Vertebrae shake when the quiet comes I moved to LA for a brighter sun Clouds seem to follow when we try to run [Hook]A jubilee of rotDo you believe in god? Do you believe that you were too deceived To choose or to receive at all?Do we truly see the stars?There’s beauty to your flawsI won’t forget that the growth and deathAre a few degrees apart[Verse 2]City under moonlight dancing like a werewolf Vulture pick bones clean laughing with the scarecrowsEven when I’m gone can’t kill off my memory I don’t wanna go, yet, still got some enemiesAnd I’m me, miss me with the anomie Anatomy drawn like da Vinci Your scars are convincing Herzog mixed with Kinski All my thoughts are Beksinskis Get lost in the intrigueGod’s gift speech y’all gonna miss meWalk with me loss is a victoryMold spores grow and accost all the citiesFix me wonder what’s the cost of forgivingLost on a rock that’s revolving around I hope you brought a revolver and rounds Jubilee for the rotten, the monsters are outOBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - These Nights Are Littered With Ash TheRealSadistik 2024-02-23 | Produced by Maulskull[Verse 1]I saw a god in my dreamsShe asked what do you believe?These nights are littered with ash I kissed Khali on her cheek Am I the inverse of live?I burned a cross in my mouth And I can cross the abyss So they can find a way out One day I’ll say my goodbyesI’ll put my heart on a shelfBeen dodging shrapnel from highBeen microdosing this hell Ice cold summon the beast Eyes closed nothing to seeThey’re gonna judge anyway We use the drugs for relief Show them no pity I float through my cityJust crawled out a well all my clothes are so drippyMy secret world stirring this skull is so dizzy I keep my girl purring when poking the kitty She howls at the moon I’m a lycan I like itI liken to lions surrounded by fewWhen I strike its like lightning come die by the titan The violence heightened let’s count up the woundsWith a noose like a necklace I exit the roomViews are a nexus I entered anew I don’t fuck with these chumps all their letters are skewedThey so drunk off the skunk call it Pepe LePewBeen covered in blood guess my fetish is grueThunder I hum is a devilish hueSay what I mean with the blemish and bruiseYou claim to be king but that never was true [Hook]How can I wear your crown?Follow my scent through the low wavesHow can I lay you down?Don’t mistake the now for the always [Verse 2]Once you’ve seen the other side it starts to feel like nothing’s real Our attention was divided while you crushed up pills A just appeal, nobody knows it’s tough to fill the holesThat bloody nose made your teeth taste like they’re rusted steel You’re always running but it’s just uphill It’s always sunny getting numb until the numbness killsThose childhood photos faded into summer stills These puppy mill thoughts displayed upon a color wheel Shatter my body to millions of piecesMy matter is godly to kill all the demons The darkness ingested until I’m behemoth Cut heart outta chest and I’ll fill it with cement I feel like a Phoenix My wings are aflame under skin I can drill when I need it Not claiming my wins never spilling my secretsIf god gave me gifts then I’ll kill and I’ll eat themI took all your blood, the villains anemic We couldn’t adjust to us feeling defeated The looks were too puzzled from parts that were missingI started to miss it let’s part all the seas I’m so sick of the talk that gets lost in the breeze They get off on the grief don’t relate to the crowd What’s the weight of a crown if you’re falling asleep [Bridge]Maybe I’ll fall asleepSounds from the war going on insideOBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - Bad Vibes TheRealSadistik 2024-02-23 | Produced by Maulskull[Sadistik]Hope that you know that I hope that you die If I get into heaven I’ll know it’s a lie They are all copies there’s no one but I Take all the bodies and throw ‘em in fire No tragedy I’m not gonna miss ‘em The scrabble pieces said All Of Them Witches I’m talking in schisms it’s audio prisms In touch with the spirits I want them to visit I sent them to heaven hope father forgive ‘emSnake DNA gotta heart full of venom Stay in my lane always walk with my chin up Play incantations to follow the sinner My eyes are two bulletproof windowsThe dynamite blow when I’m angryMy thoughts are too full of black widowsThey crawl on my arms when I sleepSwallow a bottle of bleachPlead the fifth there’s no one to blame Needle tips to cope with the pain Trees are lit I’m toking the flamesSeason Sicc since Locc to the brain Let’s open the vein feel the rush when the dopamine come I know people with nowhere to runLike how can this be real?This is Amityville the walls wrote it in blood [Hook]I got bad vibesIf I were you I’d probably hate me tooBlack iceIf I were you I’d probably hate me tooVampireIf I were you I’d probably hate me tooFlat line, that’s lifeI told you I got bad vibes[Maulskull]I'm still tethered by my throat I tie broken ropes I hang with And disheveled by my stolen eyesight sober-stoned I'm aimlessIdentify my own life like comatose my brain stemI memorize my own white lies over bones I break with, yea…So kill me to sleep while you wake me to death with your lullaby hymnsI could still carry the weight that I keep from the lead in my golden eye lidsI could still reach in the dark in the wickedest depths like it's pulling my limbsPsilocybin skull inside that bullet diamond hole to die inI bled the venom out and never bled againI let the terror drown in epinephrineThey're less than better now and better left for deadMy wings are shredded down, I let the feathers shedI breathe the tepid clouds and effervescence inI keep my weapons out with bullets left for them cause heavy is the crown That wears the severed head and hallowed is the ground I bury devils inOBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - Hypodermic Forest TheRealSadistik 2024-02-23 | Produced by Maulskull Apartment windows look the sameWatching me from afar some blink when I walk byThe TV static sky spews lightWhile the blood on the sidewalk dries into carmine Graffiti on my shell snake feeding on itself All the people’s paper mouths are exhaust pipesApartment windows look the same Watching me from afar some blink when I walk byRottweiler gargoyle dark stain motor oil Fear replaced the brain with a wasp hive Silverlake silhouettes dancing like they’re vampires Red chum enchanted by the moth light Vagrant begs for change it never comes Cardboard sign under bridge said only god saves Stray dog lost concrete hypodermic forest Slowly starts to crumble from the shockwaves Tongue fungus killed the humdrum Meteor shower nightmares projected in bizarre shapes Blue-green marble rotating like an owl’s head Red meat locked up in a shark cage Dream weaver sold broken mirrors At the corner store dandelions left to reincarnate False gods flag planted on the Sunset Mockingbirds syncopated with the heart rate OBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - In A Maze Made Of Glass TheRealSadistik 2024-02-23 | Produced by MaulskullMore to life than to feel successful Mortified I can’t steer the echoes Storm inside yet appears so mellowThorn in side never near the petals Can you hear the bellowsThat tell us we’re just below?And the tears that fell off As the fears developed I plucked my heart stringsTo pierce with cellosKnow that Hell is nearSo I don’t hear the hellosFacts, let it fade into blackLet’s try to find a place where the rain isn’t acid Take the flame in my hand I’ve survived much worse we were trained to adapt Trapped in a maze made of glassUsed to feel alone maiden made it a match Fish hook smiles always came with a catch In the name of our love blood aged in a casque Yea, from the cradle to casketCan’t fix these fatal attractionsOh wells changed to a labyrinth I don’t know how but I’ll savor the magic Act like I came from the fabricLike my dad wasn’t made from the granite Like my mom didn’t wade through AlaskanSnow alone my strength came from their actions OBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - With You TheRealSadistik 2024-02-23 | Produced by Maulskull[Verse 1]I’m with you, you’re diamond I’m fish foodNo island for my ship to drift to Two eyelids that I lift when blissful Kill the act let’s feel true the real youI’m still here, cut skin I’ll spill blueIgloo a dove sits in mildew True to style I roll Ls with Love Witch Inhuman child my soul felt too Dunwich I Lovecrafting these dreams David Lynch said to fish so it’s catch and release I got, broken feet and a crack in my wings I walked, over needles to mask all the grief I heard banshees in the wallpaper screaming my name Seattle grays still remain but I’m seizing the daysDollar signs turned people to changeAll those moments lost in time like it’s tears in the rain[Verse 2]I’m with you, you’re ruby I’m tissueThere’s beauty when cruelty is in tune The shore’s ours there’s more stars to wish toMy four arms are for arms like Vishnu I’m still here, with fault lines no excuseRisked youth to quantize some grim viewsLost lives in chalk lines from miscues Bottom line’s I’m always right there with you My eyes trickle with icicles of dyed liquorsMind fickle signed sigils shining in bright pixels The slight ripples grow inside my spine it’s seismical The nine nickel plated might hit you at my vigil So why sickle all the fruits of my labor?Changing water to merlot’s my immutable nature Marauder for fool’s gold mistook the appearanceMirages are two fold when you look in the mirror You can draw a mural on my shed skinUsed to have heroes then I met them Head spins devils hide possessionsDeath grins by my bedside while I’m resting Do you believe demons can save?Seattle grays still remain but I’m seizing the daysDollar signs turned people to changeWhen I’m a ghost that’s lost in time you’ll be hearing me say OBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - Magick! TheRealSadistik 2024-02-23 | Produced by Maulskull[Verse 1]You hold a cigarette in your little handsEyes hypnotized see the ceiling fanPitter patter feet sing til critters danceMade me feel so small be the bigger man Sleep like tryptophan see the bigger picture Meet in middle and sink into the sandEyes are sunken in seem manila clams Ice and mud within be my little lambBleed a river then eat a pill againFeed me milligrams demons win againSpeaking riddles when speed like Ritalin On the 405 we can still amend Arms are fortified leave me little chanceCotton candy skies pink as Killa CamShadows on my mind see the silhouettesShallow all the time dream in filamentsBody of lightIt channels the signsThe pinnacle of Can’t categorize My sigils in blood Watch phantoms arise All of the animals standing in fire[Hook]We can have a seance I’ve been casting spellsThese are incantations that you can’t dispel Sacrilege, witches sabbath Dancing on my grave with the gift of magick[Verse 2]What we’ve survived would’ve killed the othersA million colors changed shades of grey I weighed my case it decayed away Light black candles and say my name Where’s your head at? Noose gets tighter Lunars right let’s prepare for esbat And we don’t really pray for prey I’m so close now I can taste the flame So antsy inside phalanges are knives Cut myself open tell family I’m fineAll of the animals standing in fireIt’s a ritual catholic attireSo where does your happiness hide?Disappearing act matched the declineInvocations made me capture divine Acupuncture mind grandeur designs Body of lightIt channels the signsThe pinnacle of Can’t categorize My sigils in blood Watch phantoms arise All of the animals standing in fireOBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - Letter To A Neon Specter TheRealSadistik 2024-02-23 | Produced by Maulskull[Verse 1]My incisors look like 30 calsFalling from my face like razor blades outta Birdie’s mouth Radiate rage that’s recurring doubts Rolling loud angels made faces in purple clouds Purple rain umbrella over burning graveTurned to flames hell is when you serve the snakesWho’s gonna tell ‘em I got perfect aim?We can hang leave ‘em frayed when the hairs cross Why are you afraid of a fair god Lost friends in the end it was their loss Amen 8 limbs we can square off Muay Thai clinch turn a pinch to a bear hug Octopus arms each sentient None long enough to reach heaven with, mutateBleach in my eyes for the blue stainsCreatures arise in my fugue stateDisassociation is the new hate Long live the new flesh death to the new faith Let them all leave when the leaves come Together we’re better off free from the weak ones We cut limbs off add it to the Dead Space Rorschach inkblots magic in the red stains Pain behind my eyes like plastic in cassette tapes Maybe I’m divine, couldn’t match it on your best day [Verse 2]You can carve initials on my mannequin Issues of abandonment reel into a hiding placeWide awake mind feeling like a fireplaceStain my skin with gold ‘fore you peel it into bible pages I prayed but never read alongSacrifice the present for the presents in the epilogueSelf comparison let’s see who has the better scarsEyes are heavy until everything is letterboxedForever lost between the gods and the never nots Ardent in my Haunted Gardens watching while the petals rotHeart is just some bonded carbon audit of a lesser causeElectric shocks in my brain cause a mental blockLevel off take a hit to lift the heavy thoughtsInnocence amiss I missed the gifts amidst the feathered flockLet that sink in let it haunt youWhen I write lights beaming from metacarpals Let me vibe watching wavelengths in the sky moveKeep that same energy alive when I find you Let me fly off to safe places and guide youEither way enemies will lie and despise you OBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - Alaskan Snow (Feat. Sugar Colt) TheRealSadistik 2024-02-23 | Produced by Maulskull[Verse 1]Dad he grew up a bastard sonMama walked through Alaskan snowDad he grew through his acts of loveMama’s heart always had its holesWhen they met it was Christmas EveThree days later he had proposedPain and love became aproposI was nine when I stacked the bonesStanding by while the roses wiltNot my choice, how I’m supposed to feel?I got voids only prose can fill, Back when my wall was poster-filled Back when talks weren’t a voice-less hellBack when life was an oyster shellSoaked in guilt but still so concealedHoist the sails or destroy myself Family tree where I found my stemsThey tend to judge from the outside in Make em proud pull my insides out This one’s for you two I count my gifts[Sugar Colt]Can not forget itI was youngCan’t count on winning But I was strong [Verse 2]I know it’s hard to to take another step when you carry doubt Parents found a way to make it heaven in a barren town Grew a garden from the dirt to watch ‘em as they tear it out Home is where the heart is not a product of its whereabouts Father made me listen to the wisdom I would cherish nowHard to pay attention to the windows I was staring outCalled out of classes just so I could see a therapistAdvice sounded right at the time it’s generic now Every night a fight has been the pattern since the marriage vowsDidn’t wanna end up in that pattern I was scared to miss Elusive with excuses super glued ‘em to a pair of lips Hard to catch my breath ever since when I air it out I got more bruises and regrets than I care to countLittle boy hiding from the noise like a caracal A dozen burning horses go around in a carousel Dozen burning horses go aroundOBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - The End Is Nigh TheRealSadistik 2024-02-23 | Produced by Maulskull Poison planet try not to breathe inVoice is trapped time stops the trees bend Caught in these winds that spread the flames out No god to befriend when devils came out The rainbow frowns now reflect on mountainsTorrential downpours I’m meant to drown in No oxytocin my mental’s shrouded In arctic oceans to get devouredBrain still full of the manic axiomsBones still break from the lack of calcium Search through dirt for some ataraxiaMy atoms acting up sad and panic-struckHands are xanthiums, Adamantium Steel instilled ‘til my past chrysanthemums Reminiscing wish I captured halcyon My passion champions what’s heard but not spokeHard to speak with these words and not chokeLost in trees watch me burn to dark oak Godless seeds won’t reverse the sorrowsAll these things I can turn cigar smoke The end is nighWritten in stars like celestial signsLiving in dark so I’m vespertine Put pins in their parts, who’s the next to fly?Pray tell, pray tell Fabergé eggshellsThat I walk on like a Latter Day SaintAngels all gone when the Lacrimae cameWatercolor tears in the patterns I paint Why change? My rage turn veins to ice ageI sage my brain burn page to hide pain Cry rain tide change, hurt made the light fadeWorst case I break then turn in my graveNight stays profound I can't find the sunlightBeams from my mouth are bright as floodlightsScreams of doubt are now my alumni Life’s a gun-fight mind is tongue-tiedCalm before the storm, comets from my poresCrawling on the floor, clawing on all foursCosmic art of war, comments all ignoredCalling out to god, calling out againStarving carnivore formed a jigsaw Laugh at all of you bored of withdrawals After all the storms course I’m withdrawn Mask is always on ignored the missed calls Ugh, remember all the times we discussed?Sick to my stomach can’t hide the disgustMy lips tucked when I pantomime the distrust Let’s sip blood left ‘em baptized in viscus I hate you more than I hate myself Sad the Impaler let the blades impale Wasn’t let in to heaven so I made this Hell Nothing but depression so I paint this cellI been in The Zone with my Sonic levelsI feel less alone when I talk to devils I been in The Zone like Tarkovsky flicksCover my bones with exotic metals Fuck the friction with the pot and kettleWhat’s the difference ‘tween your god and echoes?Inject this shit in your rotted vesselsFuck around find out you’re not that special How come my heart is necrotic tissue?Knock on my door send the Rott to get you Shotgun will turn you to lost potential God’s not here he cannot protect you OBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:Written by Sadistik except where noted Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin StudiosEngineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows StudioMastered by MJC Art Direction by SadistikCover painted by Datura_adGraphic design by NoColoursLeft Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/iamsadistik
Sadistik - Pigs Blood (Feat. Father) TheRealSadistik 2024-02-05 | Produced by MaulskullVideo by Tim Slew [Sadistik]Shimmy shimmy ya shimmy yam shimmy yayAny pity that he had didn’t last anyway Neighbor lady hate me always knocking on my door Rottie ready for the smoke got exotics in the jar Say my name on wax if you wanna face god Don’t make me turn your lawn into a graveyard Ice cold veins make the high notes Cyclone brain made a zygoteMind go bang it’s a light show Get an idea phosphorous flash Talk gorgeous trash encore my tracksWhen I'm on tour, gone for months, do you want more?Watch for the rats who stalk for my scrapsBoom biddy bye bye, New Guinea kuruWhen I’m on the road mute cities bloom blueWhen did you become unaccomplished? Open carry towards a cop pigs blood on your prom dress [Maulskull]Clippy in the semi putting clap in your shirtRiding heavy in the city with a sack of the purpTalking pretty get your wiggy pushed back with the berg like This little piggy took a nap in the dirtRiding heavy in the city with a sack of the purpTalking pretty get your wiggy pushed back with the berg like This little piggy took a nap in the dirtThis little piggy took a nap in the dirt[Father]All hail to the prince of delightCan’t tell the doves from the crows late at nightI put a bean in my body take flight Each night I reach brand new heights I bring you love bring you woe bring you shine Shatter skulls, ruin souls shiver spines I bring tribute, let us merry, let us dine I’m the type n***a bitches build shrines Bite down til teeth breaks skinMake a deacons daughter embrace sin Turn water into wine into gin Fuck dat n***a baby replace him Pigs blood, pigs body, my glory Glyphs on the wall tell my storyCrypt open room fill wit snow flurries Birds flee, sheep weep, rats scurry Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - Shibari [Official Video] TheRealSadistik 2024-01-17 | Produced by MaulskullDirected/Edited by Tim Slew[Verse 1]My studio’s haunted this house is full of spirits Furniture is moving the sounds grow mysterious 22 sitting on a shelf if I need it She says I take myself so serious My speech stethoscope I’ve seen death up close Sole reason for a soul that I never sold Cold feet when I get a call From the Netherworld call back weBroke glass ceiling shards in the rain nowDead on arrival heart made of grey cloudsHead on a swivel sharks in the purview Draw me a spiral or star in a circle It’s like Dante’s InfernoIn the dark with no Virgil lost and desertedSearching posthumous perfect is what I call this sketch Crisis averted running on instinctsReborn under that sky She held me underwater I was baptizedDMT trip when I capsize Throw me off the boat with my hands tiedWide awake dream stateA thousand words couldn’t catch it in a freeze frame Going through the roadkill splattered on the freeway You’re lion in opinions doesn’t matter what the sheep say [Hook]Floating on high from a birds eye viewLet me down slow no return flight due Learned how to burn from the world I knewMagic mushrooms made the third eye bloom I made my drowning artShe went shibari swimmingAwakening in seasI found the part that’s missing[Verse 2]Pull on the rope keep the limbs tight Blind lead the blind with their insight Bottom of the jar says to re-upHollow here’s a song that was inside How long was I wrong ‘fore I’d get right?Most of the anger was misplaced Hope that I grow through the mistakes House full of knives find an escape Echinacea in a switch blade Reciprocation when I give hateEviscerated on a drug bingeKissed the aches numb til the blood mix Raining wouldn’t stop til the rust set Razors on the walls always cut skin Guardians hum in a low pitch Shibari tongue twist to a clove hitch Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - All The Colors Of The Dark (Feat. Krayzie Bone) TheRealSadistik 2023-11-15 | Produced by MaulskullVideo by Tim Slew[Sadistik] Demons on standby cross in the rearviewDo you still believe that your god really hears you?Mascara tears now looking like warpaint Past era fears found hooked in the forebrainKeep looking you’ll find angels in the storm drainNo one left for me to pray to for the soul fadeShow faith poison plants bloomed from the earth too Can you recall what they do to deserve you?Who hurt you, gloom’s universalEffluvium fumes like a perfume, lilacBruises are purple, heartbeats hi hatsA best of all the best stuff I lack Reflecting when the Redrums smile back Death comes when the set suns dyed blackLive young die fast run with the windI’d rather be dead than become one of them [Hook]All the Colors Will Agree In The Dark All my lovers killed to feed on my heartAll I wanted was a piece of the sky All the colors still leaving their markAll the Colors Will Agree In The Dark All my lovers killed to feed on my heartAll I wanted was a piece of the sky [Krayzie Bone]When I look at the situation on this planetIt’s hard to comprehend it can’t understand it So many oppositions how can we manageMan tried to fix it but all he did was more damage Living among savages with animal instincts And the wild beast aura and a hunger for war We full off our death some of us want moreWe thirst for the blood they spill it it poursSome of try to make it out of this matrix While others don’t even wanna be awakened The slumber is deep, they hook ‘em Then took ‘em under they succumb to they sleepWe searching for peace but they want it straightThe shining diamonds kinda blinded the way This can’t be my real lifeCuz it don’t even feel right We ain’t even live life yet We all trying to survive on the bubble Pushing the shovel to the top as we stumble Soon as we reach it we tumbleBack to the bottom line now we out of time No matter your color no matter your raceWhen we die we all go to the grave You’re nothing but dust And to dust you will turn you’re nothing like us We the people We the human racism This fire was started by humans but we can’t extinguish itSo I guess that we just gonna burn my demise is imminent Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/IamSadistik
Sadistik - No New Friends (Live Session) TheRealSadistik 2023-04-10 | Produced by POOTYMastered by MJC at FBR MasteringShot & Edited by Jason Christopher-Mayer Lyrics:Little square tab turned blues light violet I don’t sell drugs just buy them, summon my lycanCracked glass luck of the IrishBlack mass none of us pious, try usTeeth marks from the touch of my Midas Reach hearts with a cut from a knife tipTight fists, typhus thoughts like a virus Spread like a plague pay alms to your highness Tatted death on the arms to remind themSwallowed sunshine for the darkness insideI got more cells than the stars in the sky Guess I’m compartmentalized, excised Crash talk test drive left limbs on the asphalt Exhale gas head-trips from the capsules That part, made abstract art Out of blood puddles and the transplant partsNo new friends all just dust in the windDead cells set sail gusts on my skinEverything ugly nothing to giveHands match blood on my lips No friends better than the fake friendsFlowers always growing from my brainstemNow I’m writing poems for the ravensCowards always showing that they’re cravenFeelings on display for entertainmentStill I’m on a plain until I cave inI’ll give it all away until I’m vacantTurn physical decay into a paintingI’m Heaven high get stoned, let the eyes red glow Skin is like whetstone, send em my headstoneGlimmer shine gemstones, winter hides chest boneGive em my flesh now, get in my Dead Zone Let’s go find a rose patch full of petrolLet go sign ya toe tag with an XOExoskeleton repellent from the death toll Sad the Impaler put the pale upon a bedpost Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
jdshfjksadhjl TheRealSadistik 2023-03-31 | Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadists March Livestream TheRealSadistik 2023-03-31 | Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Quietus TheRealSadistik 2022-04-02 | Produced by KnoLyrics:I think this is my quietus, instincts always sing quietestTuring has been quite a test, I blink and I’m on fireI don’t wanna go outside, got the weight of the world insideGums flap but they’re misguided, thumb tacks stick into my eyelidsIn dreams I can see violets, I weave in between silence andScreams when I seek solace in things that don’t bring solaceI think I can reach Zion one day if I bleed oftenRoam catacombs I hide in Burn bridge til I live islandBurn bridge til I’m with sirens Furnace when I get fired upHer kiss can rescuss vitals Joan Arc at the witch trialsWatch world through a bleak iris In a field full of pink irisI’m filled up with grief lifeless But still want to be righteousI think this is my quietus, instincts always sing quietestTuring has been quite a test, I blink and I’m on fireNo love on a strict diet, coal heart turned into a diamondPoke holes in it with a trident, if you don’t care why’d you try then?Cry oceans to Poseidon, will they listen, do they hear you?Send locusts from the Bible, ten plagues sitting in my clear bluesTip-toeing while I’m on a tight-rope, see evil while I wear a blindfoldNo fear we’re all gonna die soon, those tears must’ve been a typhoonMy fantasies ring violence, my pen only inks ricinThese sea levels keep rising, see hell when I read climatesThese preachers are never pious, my teachers we’re better liarsI sleep on a bed of razor blades, love letters unrequitedI think this is my quietus, instincts always sing quietestTuring has been quite a test, I blink and I’m on fireFeel stuck in between vices, ignored all of their advicesSet mines detonate my mindset, dead eyes looking in my windowsBread crumbs leading through the wildwoods, Redrum when I hold that knife gripCold shoulders so I get the ice-pick, turn any moment to a crisisIs it loss if I have to die young? Time go by with the bygonesDie twice like a messiah, why try when I’m pariah?God strike me with your lightning, my neck hang it by a kite-stringThese strings puppeteer violins, these wings leaving me flightlessPoke holes when I get defiant, before the ghosts all begin to riotNever know what the total price is, without dark we can’t see the light hitI think this is my quietus, instincts always sing quietestTuring has been quite a test, I blink and I’m on fireCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Serpens (Trial of Lucifer) TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:I am the Bringer of the LightThe singer of the demons and the feeder of the firesThe keeper of the lie people use to free their mindsKush burns when burning Bushes bloom their secrets in the nightI am seven headed hydra you cremated all the angelsThe Heaven-sent pariah you created as a scapegoatI watched you plant a poison seed “for surely you will die”So am I the Great Deceiver or the person in the sky? Tell me whyI am The Shepherd of the SheepThe curer of the lepers and the shelter for the weakI am the conscience in your head before you speak, I am everythingWithout the suffering and grief you’d never hear the Heavens ringI made the Serpens to present them with a choiceI pulled you from the stars while they listened to your voiceSo now who’s the real victim the created or creator?I gave the world beauty and they blame it on the Savior, lookWhy would you create a wooden cross to watch your son die?[There’s not a sunrise I wouldn’t cross to watch the son rise]I’m tired of the cryptic speech riddles and the mysteryWhen misery is present you don’t fix it or give sympathyYou clipped my wings I used to be an angel you remember that?[If I recall Non Serviam was your choice of epitaph]I always do the dirty work punishing the sinnersI’m the hero that the world deserves you’re nothing but an image[What if suffering’s a gift to learn the value of the moments?And Serpens necessary to deliver their atonement?]That’s bullshit the only Hell I see is the world you made[You never understood the real meaning so you lurk in flames]You stripped them naked then made them feel only shame for it[I script the sacred they disobeyed and they paid for it]Self-righteous demagogue applauding when they writhe in vainWhile you’re right as rain you write the rain until they die in painCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Mothlight (f. Natti) TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:I learned to die in a slight inertiaVerse a vice never vica-versaSerpentine when I write in cursiveCurse inside me I’m dybbuk box-likeWe’re still hiding within the moth-lightUrsa Minor or just the frostbite?Compliment yet they clench their jaws tightAll their limbs get imprints of dog bitesSteal like Chris Paul get steel like Paul PierceYou’re disciples a flock like Paul’s peersLonginus all your ribs get hog-spearedPsalms and hymns make ‘em lift like God’s spiritThey talk of the fodder they heard through the vineI walked on the water and turned it to wineI’m rock of Gibraltar the words are divineMy hearts only darkness I learned to defineOne hit blood-let emFrank Booth in the booth come get love lettersVelvet tipped-tongue gun gripped in confessionBut I be too lifted there’s trees in my chestIvy grew in him there’s keef on my breathWhile they spewed venom I’d reach in the depthsLife is too pretty to keep me depressedWifey too gifted I keep her undressedDisaster artist gets catatonicCats get skinned for acting brolicTurn a hallway to a Jackson PollockAlways choose my own laneTurn your high horse to glue that’s low gradeI grew from propane, ablaze in tar-patchSank like Artax then bloomed a bouquetNatti:I remain with my head in the cloudsHeart in the crowdShoot my remains in your veinsYou're a part of me nowOpen third iris, shut your arteries downTouched by angel, got some head in the cloudsDope, in the hood like white powerIn the night hours, crown me king meWhile the knights cower, throwing bright flowers in a light showerAs we parade across razor bladesOn pins & needles and the beds we madeWhile Lady Luck plucks the heads she braidsFor the dues we paid, debts we savedAlthough prey became predatoryToo much truth nigga, dead the storyToo much proof killa, there's ya VorheesGet up through Jenner, where's your car keys?You ain't seen shit & you don't know jackGot no LoJack, can't track no way backHands too dirty start to feel like pawsNails so strong they became like clawsNow you're only down for ya bitch and your dogsEven bit the damn hand that was pitchin you rawUnder stench of the law, one phone call Man bites yallDidn't leave the whole clip in your jawAsphalt don't talk, streets do whisperSame bad hand with some brand new blistersToucan Sam with some brand new pistolsBlock alarm clock sound a lot like missilesWe've got issues to rip through tissueWhen death kiss you, she don't miss youAnd she's unlisted, ain't no chancesYou just missed it, ain't no dancesForget thatCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - You Dont Know TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyricsWhile sun drenched blood-red hands hug suspectsDrum-stretched skin grins back in a mugshotI pray sunshine lights paths of the once lostMud-pressed steps lie intact by a dug plotLive pay-per-view of the paper cut militiaWhere they hate to love a winner if you make it out the trenchesFlaming arrows came blazing down breaking our defensesBut I can’t complain I’m on a plane playing hard to getWatching rain rain wash away, pain and arsenicWalk of shame stayed weighted so I take it all in stepPainting counterfeits on my countenance in vain to blend in crowdsA mouth without an alphabet can’t shout it from the mountain tipsBed of flowers head of matches catches til I’m left in blackBirds of prey may peck in packs, my vertebrates a Jenga stackPeckinpah pecking paws inserting fangs in every handThe purple stained the exit bags and turned the bread to ashBut you don’t knowLooked up to god but he jumped the shark and left me hell borneMaybe it was a mirage or a facade I fell forAsbestos in the head electric fences left the shell tornI’m spellbound, tell me how you turned the sky to foil nowLet’s burn the midnight oil turn the insides goldLearn to live like coal all the ghosts I knowLurking in my home perfect formWhen the part I cut looked just like red accordionBreath ammonia each step reflects the mental lonelinessBabylon tower heart is acid washed catatonicStatic thoughts anaconda caws from the albatrossesThey build you up before they cast the stonesPlace you in a grave then they dance upon it casting spellsPast lives plastic shells and vampires detach themselvesI’m in a world by myself I don’t need your helpLook at how the dreams all fell to pieces when you’d secret tellYour shallow ways drowned your deeper selfBut you don’t knowCostumes that are not decorLost within a foggy worldMonsters in the closet doorsTo talk to them I stomp the floorMorse code more skullsOssuary’s god-devoidI’m so wary god forbidI live in sin like martyrs wereHundred teeth all carnivorePuppeteers saw my bonesOne of me there’s lots of themKnow why you broke my heart beforeDying’s just a part of warLies can seem too hard to formL’appel Du Vide I call to voidsSometimes I feel like Lobster BoySoar away so ornateCoronate with sharpened thornsCaptive by the schadenfreudeTrapped inside the darkest sewersStarving like it’s Yom KippurStarving like it’s kwashiorkorDrown me like I’m waterboardGet more than what you bargained forFaustian got your soulDown the street don’t cross the roadGodless souls don’t count the sheepKnow how to sleep in haunted homesYou don’t know where darkness formsSupernova stars is bornOne of me there’s lots of whenIt rains it starts to pourBut you don’t knowCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Additional percussion by Andy Bauer & Jeremy Page - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penneywww.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - 27 Club TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:The silver-tongue of Silverlake psilocybin still awakeCeiling’s strange watch the villains skin begin to peel awayFeel the pain you should be afraid before you meet your makerI don’t need to pray I keep the hatred in my DNALike Saint Peter upside down inverted crosses all around meIf it’s evil let it in and if it isn’t not allowedI’m balling out lost again in haunted housesCopperhead with cottonmouth if I get crossed I cross em outI’m walking through the fog like Ming the MercilessTalking to my dog I’m David BerkowitzSlaughtering the false I slay like PerseusWatch me when I walk I’m making turbulenceI’m god to them you’re all my sons, okay?I stay Copernicus burn em down like a church from Burzum nowMurder trial style,smile when the verdicts out versatileI wanna see your blood to put some iron in itBottom feeding scum can meet the higher quicker27 Club ain’t shit if I ain’t in itAll my heroes died at 27So what's that mean if I'm not with them in heaven?Dark dreams that I see through the depressionGuess I need to start meetin with the reverendThe wasps say it’s a phase that I’m going throughLook within I’m amazed by the point of viewGod-like in a state of unholy fugueJohn Wilkes linkin rows from a vocal BoothDaisy-chaining my decaying state into a Great EscapeRazor blades trace the veins, crazy made me Baby JaneLSD from the clouds, maybe I'ma make it rainTablets on your tongue, join the cult, let the flavor aidDon’t forget my name when you’re burning the booksI been floating through space like a worm on a hookOn a steady diet of depression and petty violenceSome drugs make me energized others gave me heavy eyelidsMesmerized by the darkness inside meI should be dead I’m a carcass survivingI dug a grave in the center of the galaxyI made it shallow to reflect your personalityCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Rainclouds (Part Two) TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:One step away when I stand on the terraceKill what I hate made me channel RamirezCasting my body in Plaster of ParisGas light looking like a gun’s to his headLittle black cloud follows me like a stray dogWhen I have doubts rain falls on my haloNo matter the issue thoughts never lessenAdam and Eve still taught me a lessonWhy make it sweet if they won’t let you eat it?Get what you want and they won’t let you keep itSerpents assertive they’re showing their teethTheir words for the birds it don’t show on my feedI love myself better than you I’m in HeavenIf hell is the present I meant it for youDid I mention I mended the woundsThey amended the truth ‘til it fit an agenda for youNow watch me bloom I talk to moonsI walked the plank stayed all consumedYou’re false-accused,I’m fossil fuelToo far from you inopportuneIt’s always dark I’m nocturnalI fall apart by moleculesBecome distrusting I’m not immuneIf you don’t love my ugly it’s not for youOn the outside looking in alwaysGet on my case it’s a cold caseHead full of cases from short-rangeHead full of flames get the propaneAnyone in range gets the sulfateThat’s an acid bath for the plastic onesStorm-chasing’s fine but there’s more to lifeEveryday is like an act of godFormations form until I’m fortifiedOne step away with no sign of reliefWatch how I slide when I glide on a beatSay what I mean so I die with a meaningMatter over mind when the mind is in needWon’t find reprieve my assaults relentlessAbsolve the vengeance, pour salt in a circleWard off the henchman, no god attendanceOr virtue look how they mock and desert youI’m a bag of skin that’s on displayPhantom Limbs still poking woundsRe-animate what rots away examine itAttach the skin and hope it moves,On a kill streak with no attachmentsHeart is so freezing Nome AlaskaNo cap mama used to sing until her breath frozeExoskeleton that won’t crack ever you can quote thatI listen when they’re fishing thick skin gets ripped whenThey talk out their gills with indifference quick to nit-pickIf its different then watch how it feels from a distanceI earned my presence wasn’t giftedI turned the seconds into minutesI’ll burn the heavens if I feel like itYou could lose it in an instantI’m showing the glass I felt in my soulNo wonderland when I fell in a holeEmbracing the weak leaves a shell of the wholeI take what they leave watch it melt into goldLike the plastic onesStorm-chasing’s fine but there’s more to lifeEveryday is like an act of godFormations form until I’m fortifiedCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - The Earth Was Empty TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:If the earth is empty so am II don’t like to socializeI’m so like the ocean tideBack and forth so polarizedUsed to be so UltravioletYou should see me open fireUsually the ghostly typeEulogies with no goodbyesHide my body below barren treesThen spare me from the caring when despair comes from disparityThey’ll probably throw a party when they bury meStars and Saturns are just target practice when my barrels ringParity’s a parody these parakeets keep parrotingAnything they hear or see even if it’s heresyCaroling carrying the notes they know no clarityIn Paris smoking kerosene to periscope in stereoI toke until I’m aerial veins very varicosePain-bearing Dario Argento gentle terror strokesParanormal voices sound like karaokeEchoes getting very low wary souls got buried with the marigoldsLooked up to father broke my neck everything got so complexReflections seeming older yet I know I haven’t grown up yetIs this how it’s supposed to get? Kiss abyss til co-dependentSisyphus got stoned again lit candles wicks on both their endsAcid spit til no ones left manuscript like rhododendronsNo descendants cold descent smoke arose with no dissentChoke on roses poems left no one knows or noticed yetGrow a lotus hope it's kept in focus quotes are so inventiveAll my thoughts are constellationsLeave the population on the surface lost in observationGod is not who made him watch him talk amongst the ravensPlus the piece I keep’s unregistered no AsalamalakumI’m so vacant always seeking closure from the destituteLungs becoming numb its from exposure to the metal fumesLocusts in my central view hopeless sentimental tunesThe earth is empty so are you its growing in my ventriclesEmpty as the moon when the light glowsEmpty as my view when the night fallsEmptiness consumes all my diodesEmpty as my tomb if I die oldCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Additional percussion by J-Zone - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Carnelian TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:Christ died but I didn’t left blood pools I lied in itFind my penance inside penmanship sun rays bright lights emanateSkies tend to break life imitates strife mental state’s what you make itRoses froze on your shoulder cold I huff the fragrances hold em closeOlfactory bulb masterpiece poured gasoline on my brain againBrain stem got plucked awe-struck hard luck came and went I remained relentlessStained with scents so I take em in razorblades came to graze the skinBut I chameleon when I change again stone heart carnelian gradientAlien radiant rays within, 86-ed from ArcadiaThoughts so heavy cranium stayed uranium from not forgettingThat’s mania I stayed in cuts like salt assaulting my radiusPlease save me from the solemn moment, call upon a saviorYour christ died but I’m alive in hindsight I might’ve diedUpon a cross with albatrosses fireflies in cyanideGet acid washed or idolized I had to watch with idle eyesRevitalized in Babylon I babble on in spiral linesChrist lied through bluest opals rained so much turned to an oceanBeautiful a new devotion fused to bone my cue to goLike cuticles accruing silt from digging graves for funeralsMy light is immutable I’ll highlight it with LuminolLook outside my window wind blows intonate my impulses in tempoTen toes down memento crescendos left no sound echoes deaftoneChest full of the maelstroms how come death shows face when the clouds come out?Mouth to mouth they breathe my breath I seek release then redirectFrom down and out to Jesus wept Bout It Bout It it to The King of DeathI’ve been drowning out full speed aheadI found my balance on needle heads,That poke the skin I pokerface can’t show the pain or opponents win,Hold a vase full of frozen rivers shown displayed in open ribsYour christ died but I’m alive in hindsight I might’ve diedUpon a cross with albatrosses fireflies in cyanideGet acid washed or idolized, I had to watch with idle eyesRevitalized in Babylon I babble on in spiral linesFear is just a maskFear is all we'll ever haveCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Disappear (f. Gifted Gab & Mibbs) TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by Kno Lyrics:Sadistik:I dream blue Blue Dream makes my lungs fullLevitate slow grew wings from the blunt smokeSun-stroked bloke spews green out a cut throatNever Div the pack gift of gab been a blood oathIs this pact of trust or just hope?Or Zarathustra that Thus Spoke?My girl body hottie in the plush clothesMomma sold the shottie but my Rottie got a snub noseYo look at all the bodies when in flood modeGODMODE paint a Rothko with the gun smokePut my open heart up in the PradoBack it with the dead canned laughter from a talk showLeft-Hand Path until the moss growsI’m in outer space just a lost soulI saw a bird floating right above my palmThough, swallows singing crossbones like it’s gospelGifted Gab:I can roll a blunt better than them bitches in HavanaAsk your baby daddy he’ll say I’m a bad mamma jammaBaby I been spittin grammar since Bananas in PajamasI don’t know what ya’ll hittin on but my shit go HammerSo hammered, eyes slanted, red light yeah I ran itToo hot, no plan on landing anytime soonZoom through, that’s the moon in the rearview, how coolNow you roll two before the vibe’s blewVolume turned up til the dial brokeHotboxing in the space boat, wild smokeNot you rolling down the window, wow broPut a couple clouds in the sky from the pounds blownMibbs:One night I hit the indica and started thinkingWhy don’t eggs taste like chicken?What come first the egg or the Chicken?Is the universe glitching or am I trippinIn Tampa got some shrooms and started mixinWe was on tour wit Mac Miller that shit was differentRest in peace to Mac Miller that was my niggaI think that tour was the moment when he start sippin, tho)All the greats get liftedWillie Nelson rolls joints while he get his braids twistedSnoop threw me a blunt in mid convo wit some bitchesGot high wit Wiz & Spitta when they first minted their friendshipToo many stories this a snippet, nothing specificWere all pretty high & this dinner is deliciousIm finna disappear in this joint right hereCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Amond “AJ” Jackson at Salem Psalms Studio (Atlanta, GA) - Written by C. Foster, G. Kadushin, M. Stevenson & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Blue Tree Meadow TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:Shotgun in my mouth the one that god forgot aboutPaint a Pollock on the wall hieroglyphics for the fallI exist in mortal coil life just isn’t for us allTried to find the silver bullet lining in a waterfall of Morton SaltProjecting suicidal thoughtsLife-rafts they threw grew to nooses I enduredI gave my heart away so they could brutalize for sportI ate up all the pain until it grew inside my poresI’m porcelain ignoring any moment I’m aliveWhen the Angels that I cry to are frozen in the sky(They don’t listen)I’m sickened by the vultures in my mindAlways sulking in the lies so I soak em in some lye(When I visit)Matador gored by two cattle hornsCenter is an apple core joy is an afterthoughtMade of matter but I matter not laughs are aftershocksAlabaster albatrosses captured in an act of godNo need to fear the devils hands leaving here in exit bagsHell is other people, right? Tell em I don’t need my lightDreams of mine ending with the deicideEven I’m upended by the scene of my intentions(A sea of imperfections)A dog hiding from the dog daysGod died below the crawlspaceOnly onyx in the hallwaysChosen topics always toxicWatch it make my heart acheThe tar tastes sweet the hard rain’s sleetI know I’m celestial but the star-gaze ceasedSwallow all the medicine til sharp pains leaveNever chummy I’m just chum when the sharks came to eatHands they extended look like open mouth squidAmiss in the abyss friends will throw him down quickBuried in a shallow grave no one found himIn Aokighara Forest or an Overtoun BridgeCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster, R. Wisler, Robert Douglas-Sola & Thomas Martin - Contains a sample of Suicide by Cisco Tavares - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Burning Suns TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoBring me back when the world is curedI dreamed in black under burning sunsCreditsFrom Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster, R. Wisler & Billy Surgeoner. Contains a sample of "In Motion" by Billy Surgeoner & High Chair - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Ghostly Key TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:Car fumes poisoning my state againDarkroom I only see the negativeOnly show one side its like I’m tidal-lockedDark moons grow inside me like it’s 9 o'clockTheir knives are sharp but my pens a Ginsu pent against youYou Pentacostals can get pins in tissue pent up issuesI‘ll press a pistol at your temple if I’m pessimisticThis impressionism isn’t that impressive is it?My rep is automatic sipping Cazadores lifting casket doors,Red flags get the horns or pass the torchI go through green I’m like a Master SwordOcarinas match the tones, golden sheen on cartridges I know the LinkBetween music and the woe-is-meIn seeing beautiful in hopeless thingsI’m piecing truth into these so-to-speaksNotes’ll ring around me all resounding in a ghostly keySticatto spicattos sonatas in sopranoGet stigmata when the high notes go vibrato or legatoObligatto for Da Capo, music is the languageWhen life becomes a prison you can use it to escape itCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Rainclouds (Part One) (f. Lucy Camp) TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:Lucy Camp:It’s torture to me cuz now I’ve become accustomedForced out of routine, I’m like the leaves when the gust comesWinded, can I achieve what I once was?Always was so timid and not touchy with my loved onesToo busy putting someone’s somebody above someAll I give yet given nothing, grumpy picking up crumbsPeople telling me i’m something, giving up thumbsAs if to know it is to feel it but I’m just numbStunned I’m not, can’t untangle the stomach knotsDo drunken talk, unstable and stumble, walkAway from problems but unable to snub the thoughtsHow much longer till doves and angels of us can swap?Hiding’s enough betrayal I’ve done it lotsLying saying I’m tough as nails like what a crockHard to accept change, it doesn’t stopTill one day you expect rain and it doesn’t dropIt’s raining outside anchors of mine weigh on my mindI pray for a sign praising the sky’s sacred designTake in the sights painted in spite pain and the strifeArrays of the light erase the night make it mineI stay to myself state of my life halos on fireI waded in hell wasting my time angels have diedThere’s mazes and lines razors and mines fakers and mimesTracing the lines plagiarized savor the times,Maybe I’ll shine but I’m made to decline am I?Tasting the wine divine made from your Christ I’m blindPatient I’m pacing praying embracing the vacantRage against light that’s dying aching aside I’m fineLook alive still I’m flayed with a knifeTook it in stride villain mosaic designCrooked lines undefined I’ve been saving for godSanctified Monet-like colors raining outsideCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Apple Valley TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:My father used to give me 16 quarters for the coin-opMy mother used to try to give me orders I would boycottI ignored good advice like it was poisonPalms pressed on head again to make the voice stopArm, leg, leg arm, head then RakimComing out the noise box running from my choicesI never listened to the televisionHellish visions in my cell still they sell me prisonsEmbellishments that I tell in prismsSpell it eloquent without it feel irrelevantAngels not compelled to visitCell-division when I split in halfEvil Ed it’s simple math I bleed a bitFor every single secret keptAnd the terror builds a hundred foldPlease remove these bloody clothesCarousel of ugly bonesWhere it stops nobody knowsBullet wounds like honeycombsPoking through my sunny skullghosts of you still humming slowWelcome to the nothing showI used to wake up to sunlight in the orchard rowsRosebuds ho-hum glum like I’m Orson WellesSpoke a different language Orca whaleStuck inside a war Othello summer nights in tortoise shellsFeeling like I’m born to kill morbid stills clung to lungs BordetellaMy father used to read me horror talesWords struck me like a scorpion tail,Every years the same now no more footprints on the playground…Days passed like a train passed slowlyFlames massed beneath grey-cast skylinesI stayed sick I wouldn’t take that quinineBright light life became plain black twilightWhy lie? waylaid into nothingnessI used to find fireflies under honey crispsAge made fine wine out of uglinessCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Mulholland Drive TheRealSadistik 2022-04-01 | Produced by KnoLyrics:Sadistik:Going 55 down Mulholland DriveI smell the pollen from the columbinesBaby I am yours I'm your concubineDrunk off the falsified gods and their watered wine I swallowed prideThe author writes what he authorizedI watched the water rise higher in this jar of fliesI caught her eyes before they cauterizedI saw the heights of the sickness it's a symptom of the Modern TimesI don't subscribe to the popular thoughtI stay unpopular hide with the poplars in thoughtAnd play philosopher a populace without a proper cureBut hydroponic chronic kind of a connoisseurWe're all a bunch of liars make sure your con is sureThey conquer viewers with constant mantras to mock in chorusWhile carnivores eat each other I just watch in horrorI'm not surprised but I wanted moreSo I'll cuddle with the cuttlefish fish for love cut my wristsSip the blood come to grips that maybe I just like the tasteSave me from the tidal waves spare me the recycled phrasesIn a chariot the angels carry me to higher placesI don’t serve the masters like domestic dogsHad to let my passions kill my past to resurrect a godAll my exes dead and gone excellent who’s the next to go?Heart grew smaller over time that’s why I call it nesting dollKno:Pushing 95 on the 405Bout to put my ride on its side, prolly won't surviveProposing we toast an explosion, noone should cryWhen I die, throw the noblest notions of me asideLet your mind hold the coldest devotion frozen in timeNo goodbye, feed that regal lie through a needle's eyeRedefine what it means to recline in seats of ironSo when I throw my rope in the sky just leave me highHold the line, when I lead to the brine I sea divineSleet or shine, free the Clementine from my feeble MindParalyze, no one knows where you go when you expireSo desires can be deified if you're feet to fireTree Of Life, might go hasty when I seek to see the lightIf I'm reading right, it's a sign I'ma leave tonightMight take the exit off the 105 pushing 105Bout to put my ride on its side, hope I don'tCredits:From Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured, released March 31, 2022Produced by Kno - Mixed by Kno at Knomercy Studios (Los Angeles, CA) & Adam Krinsky at Bellows Recording Studio (St. Paul, MN) - Written by C. Foster & R. Wisler - Mastered by Brian "Change" Penney.www.bringmebackwhentheworldiscured.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik x Kno - Where You Want Me [Official Video] TheRealSadistik 2022-03-03 | Produced by KnoWritten by SadistikDirected by Tim Slew (@TimSlew), Sadistik & KnoAdditional shots by KnoEdited by Tim SlewStyling & make-up by Alexis TeelingModels: Sabrina Stull (@thefakesabrinastull)Luzia Lowe (@the_luzia_lowe)Emree Franklin (@emreefranklin)Tiffany Lupien (@tiffanylupien)DaiJa Monet (@daifitorg)Hannah Maxson (@talktothe_han)From the upcoming album Bring Me Back When The World Is CuredVerse 1:My lady made a copper crown changed me to a proper nounMaybe I’m a meteor but you could never comet downShe floats across the kitchen floor in a cotton gownI kiss the sores Mrs. soars like a spotted owlIn candlelight you’re my dandelion pollen countAnywhere you step no longer common groundWe’re feeling cosmic when we talk amidst the lost and foundRevealing sonnets when my heart emits staccato soundsHome alone sipping sauvignon til we’re comatoseMy holy ghost eyes like jewels in two gopher holesFrozen in a photo frame saved within the KodachromeBouquets that you grow displayed radiate from chromosomesI wrote a poem for you everydayI hope you know that you’re the death of meWe turn the moments into reverieYou got me where you want me now I’m hoping that I never leaveVerse 2:I was found inside a black hole everything you touch turns to a floral sceneBeauty under surface perfect coral reefAquamarine aura forms around a sorrel queenLaurel wreaths and flora born beneath another storming seaI’ll wade it out weighted down by your fragrance nowChoral queen sings and then the quarreling is ceasedAnchors down wait it out until sun-rays come outSacred vows can change a quarantine to a shade of forest greenWhat a fantastic world to set fires let ‘em play in ashesAnimals and empires that ventilate to gasHands curl like a dead spider skin is made of glassWe can dance under the red skies like immolated matchesWatch the smoke come from the evergreensSpelling quotes of how you better meI hope you know you make the embers breatheYou got me where you want me now I’m hoping that I never leaveSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Sadistik:Spotify:https://open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsC...Patreon: patreon.com/sadistikIG: instagram.com/sadistikTwitter: twitter.com/therealsadistikKno:IG: https://www.instagram.com/knomercypro...Twitter: twitter.com/Kno
Sadistik x Kno - GODMODE [Official Video] TheRealSadistik 2022-01-13 | Produced by Kno Directed by Tim SlewVerse 1Rainfall rainfall, come until the pain’s goneWash away the small-talk cutting me like chainsaws AWOL change blue views with the cray pasSketch it with crayons embed it in chaos I’m better than they are make sure they all taste saltWhen they utter my name make em numb with licainMigraine lay up under my brain why change When there’s none in my lane I reign whileDrops fly down just to wash my crownDeluged when the god cries out, they chooseTo be moth-light bound, I knew my nooseWas a tear-drop shape on a off-white clownWatch em grow into trees that I roll for reliefWhen I smoke disappear then I’m gone in a blinkAll my spit turned to pearls then I broke it in piecesTake out my skull just to soak it in bleach All I ever wanted was the pain to appease I’m afraidAll I got was a change of the seasons, make me believe in the phase of the beast I release when I trace it in cement and leave itThe rain makes the leaves wet (buried under sea-level)Stayed on the defense (wary of the she devils)Talks are so toxic I’m not interested I live in the underground walking with lepersOxygen levels are nada persona non grataI author stigmata armadas of trauma I’ll burn with the gods I’m a martyrThen turn it to Autumn Sonata de nada De Sade on the Marquis, I’m dodging the harpies A part of me’s lost so I follow the heartbeats If I’m made of water that comes from the rain Then the waves that I’m on are a part of my body GODMODEVerse 2Downpour, downpour tell me what you drown for?Precipitate tears then I wait til the clouds form Monsoon weather they all flock together, same featherPeacock blue neon hue freon grewFrostbitten bones tossed to the shoreTalk to the ghosts when they knock on my door Got lost in the snow with a pocket of posey Posthumous flow from the god of the lonely Watch when he glows in the dark and the insects come Get stuck in the fishnet tongue, press luck til the kismet humsKiss death when the lips left numb, on a voodoo dollWhen the pins get stuckAnd The pain wouldn’t wane so I stayed in the grey with a misspent loveWon’t play their charades it’s a dangerous gameTwo graves that I made while I rained on paradesIn the eye of the storm where the tides are enormousIce on the shoulder the mind is a fortressLight from the smolder providing the warmth Why live by the pen rather die by the sword My god I’m lost in the height of the fogTime stops when it grinds to a halt Find what I lost, died on a cross, price of the almsWrite highlights as a shrine for the gods, shine brightLike a light in a tunnel when I lie in the rubbleThey admire the struggle, I’m trapped in cocoonsWith the lightning and thunder that I hide in my jugularProviding my blood for the Draculas tooCome die in the mud cut ties with the sunOnly clouds come out when its time for the flood Ultraviolet flux, I decline in a flashWhy define what is nothing when I am just ashGODMODEhttp://www.BMBWTWIC.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere.Sadistik:Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistikKno:IG: instagram.com/knomercyproductionsTwitter: twitter.com/Kno
Sadistik x Kno - Neptune Skin [Official Video] TheRealSadistik 2021-11-18 | Sadistik x Kno - Neptune SkinProduced by KnoDirected by Kno & theolddustytrailShot by theolddustytrailAdditional Footage by Gabriel Swift & Tanner FowlerEdited by Kno & theolddustytrailPlague Mask by Brian at TwoHornsUnitedVerse:Dreamt I was lost in space doing aerials Solar flares in peripheral look like marigolds Chest dissect throat full of herringbones Strawberry moon so aglow with the pheromones Close my eyes it’s Hieronymus BoschChisel cold bones show a skull full of fog Open wounds grew turning snow into salt Orbit through gloom with the locusts and frogs Hurricane mind cried perfect framed skies Vertebrae changed to a serpent shaped spineCircles stayed bright time so bird of prey like Bounce between planets that reverberate cries Staying silent in the nebulousNeptune skin raining diamonds into emptiness A mix of violence with delicate Burning up alive until I am with the elementsSpontaneous combustionhttp://www.BMBWTWIC.comSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiereSadistik: Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistikKno:IG: http://www.instagram.com/KnomercyproductionsTwitter: http://www.Twitter.com/Kno
TheRealSadistik Live Stream TheRealSadistik 2021-10-28 | Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - Limerence TheRealSadistik 2021-07-27 | Prod. by Shrimpnose & Vague003From Sadistik's EP L'appel Du VideI’m glad to know that you’re so miserable to see me Do you always sound like this or is it difficulty breathing?Nothing comes but sickness when you greet meBloody gums are just a symptom of the teething Skinny puppy getting thick as thievesI’d kiss your feet if it would make me feel less incompleteI wanted what I didn’t need, too wanton with the little thingsBittersweet projector reel haunted by the imageryI just miss the feeling of you missing meI Can’t let you go I know I’m only special when the petals show I’m talking with the spectres while you watch me for the spectacle Exoskeleton skin, protects those gentle whimsPretzel limbs when they echo all my existential dread Like is this the end? I miss my friends nothing makes a difference whenI know that I can’t change the past or get past all the changes Live in limerence, lemon trees bitter as the memoriesthat vivisect my center still its better late than everTo demonstrate forever they reduced you to a photographI went to face the weather making beautiful from overcastNo one lasts forever in this place we’re all ephemeral But still your words left scrapes all on my femoralSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - The Moon Smiled Back At Me - (From Talk To Me) TheRealSadistik 2021-07-27 | Prod. by HXRXKILLER & MaytenFeatured in the film TALK TO MEFrom Sadistik's EP L'appel Du VideVerse 1I saw your face displayed upon a crescent moonThat wavers up and down depending how the petals bloomDoomed always destitute fused through infected rootsSearching for a message but there’s nowhere left to exit to Heart full of vestibules scars show I’m resolute Why seek a resolution? Narcosis heaven sent Tar grows beneath my feet dark grows infested fruit Too exhausted need to breathe car smoke emits perfume foreverI’ve been Inhaling the thinnest air Fishscales on my skin and hairSet sail but you but you didn’t careDancing like I’m Fred Astaire standing on a Finesterre Ready for the rocks below, chest still full of rocket fuelFlammable just another animal for fossil fuelAll my words are oxidized jar of flies are moleculeI find solace in the solitudeEverything grew silent when I called for youVerse 2I saw your face displayed upon a harvest moon Tried to sing my pain away in ways I know it’s not in tuneSave me from the jaws of gloom maybe I can offer youMore than what I say I’m made of lately it’s my Waterloo Hate me for my monikers baby I’m a connoisseurGave away my parts to you sang it like a cockatooSmaller still always crawled uphill to face robotic views Haunt me when the monsters taunt me talking in their solemn hues togetherThey say I got a way with wordsIt never gave me worth but still I got away with worse Always dreaming while they take their turnThrowing matches til I’m ashes leave me at the stake to burn Encased in urns earnest fake concern circus circles usAching churns dermis brazen stay alert in turtle shell Mazes turned fragrant say the word before I hurt myself Pain occurs sacred when you came up from infertile soil Verse 3 I saw god in a bodybagI got lost in the stars when they’d cross like a polygraph Never lie cardiac in every line insomniac forever Never go to sleep again black lungs from the falling ash Giraffe tongue with a heart to match Get sawed in half like the DahliaPlace pain on display in Hollywood Paint it all like Dali would Face of WarFountain pens melting countenances in a drawing bookA psycho full of cyclones eyes closedI go cold when I fly lowBrains feed on haikus isolated in my temples, CairoBones jut from they’re homes like they’re silos I’m Silent Hill tell me where the time wentKill Pyramids that followed with the knife gripped, Vice-grips always on the mind when the crisis hits Everywhere it’s like a mine I step add the minusesI’m an atom bomb made of atoms add ‘em upAdam’s apple’s rotten smashed to applesauce adamant No Adam Eve in anatomy only albatrosses if I have to speak Another casualty of the casted wings casually I’m high again vibrant as a hyacinth idling So I pretend that my defense is working Lurking with the burdens that still hide below the surfaceI know these things have meaning sometimes I don’t know the purposeIntroverted dizzy from the disconcerted tizzies Mr. Perfect isn’t worth it give me what I didn’t earnPut it in an urn live and learn I could never tell the difference When I’m miniature red alerts read aloud like ministersIt’s hard to breathe when you’re drowning in the goodbyes But I’m still here now so tell me what that look like?They use a sword to signify that you’re a good KnightThen use the same one to kill you and say goodnight Subscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - BloodBorne TheRealSadistik 2021-07-27 | Prod. by SoudiereFrom Sadistik's EP L'appel Du VideHookPetrified in these cocoons Cenobites still eat my soul Anesthetize to heal the wounds get so high can’t feel the lows Blunt smoke filling up my lungs until the sun goneGuns drawn covered in this blood like I was Bloodborne Petrified in these cocoons Cenobites still eat my soul Anesthetize to heal the wounds get so high can’t feel the lows Blunt smoke filling up my lungs until the sun goneGuns drawn covered in this blood like I was BloodborneStaining tulips with the cyanideRiding shotgun making music for the drive-bys No survivors no goodbyes when the ocean rises Locusts fly when I quote my lines polarized Watch me when I haiku my discography’s the Bible Is it deicide if he confides he’s talking suicidal?Walking into cyclones my tornado halo’s filled with bees, Barking like I bite though my volcano halo kills the sheep HookVerse 2Victorious in my gory glory flow is gloriousBaccalaureate story of a Poet Laureate Euphoria pouring out my pores until the worry setsMorph aporias until the boring gets harmonious My clips weight a ton so I know we’re not the same Either stick to your guns or you can point em at your faceI was born a tragic summer bore from storms and crashing thunder Mastered nothing but I bask in BloodBorne so that’s the hunterSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - Modern Times TheRealSadistik 2021-07-27 | Prod. by ORKAFrom Sadistik's EP L'appel Du VideVerse 1Abysses in the bathroom the rotten petals are lingering Kitchen split in half I saw the netherworld reach to meYour gods the devil, the devil’s god it’s vis-à-visThey’re demagogues an epilogue of deitiesDMT environment like a TV screen It’s imminent I’m in a net like string theory My DNA got seedy seeds I see deceitThe THC put me at ease in peoniesPulling out my holy vows so in doubt sullen now Skull without a spoken sound, sew my mouth so devout Wolves howl at eroded house, blow it down smoke an ounceBuried clones in baritones, I know because I note it down No one out only ghosts and owls in the this lonely town I never understood what was left to meet the flood They sell a hundred evils leave the dead to feed the young Your hell is other people and that heaven reeks of blood Verse 2I take a tab to melt the vision like televisionHer self-incisions sing beautifully but they never listenA shellfish living inside a cell of a selfish prisonIt’s cell division to shed your skin til it’s elegant An opulent copperhead bomb til I’m OppenheimerStars look like columbines in the stark of the darkest skies Darker than ostrich eyes it is art for the ostracized Ossify my carcass as a mark of the Modern TimesA fossilized abyss like the tarpits that I sawI still smell the scents on the carpets that you walkedSad aromas that followed me back to California Til your eyes look like the targets that I drawI stand adorned with a crown of thorns lost my wings so I sprouted horns We fall asleep to the sounds of war, I’m SalvadorPainting pain on flowers why’s the rain taste so metallic?These aphids in the attic made me change into a masterpiece But they don’t hear me thoughSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - Mariana TheRealSadistik 2021-07-06 | Produced by Illoquence & RhythmaticalFrom the new EP L'appel Du VideVerse 1Icarus flew to the sun for the view Run for the hills when I run with the wolves Grand Guignol now come to the show All the dream-catchers spun to a noose And the mountain ranges are sawblades now I found my place in a heart shaped crownJohn Wayne Gacy they always clownFound in a crawl space all face down Out here in the underground, hear when the thunder poundsFears in percussive sounds, tears coming from the cloudsPeers tend to dumb it down, I pierce with a hundred roundsUnannounced come and get the spears that are coming out Loose lips sink relationshipsWrecked on embankments with a chest full of aphidsI can treasure it all I’m both the devil and god huh?HookCome with me now underwater to nirvana my honored guest Follow me down to the bottom of the Mariana Trench Now carry on carrionCarry on carrionCarry on carrionVerse 2:One step closer to where we were One step closer to wear my hurtOne step closer to fare thee wellOne step closer to share my worldGo to sleep with the dead my friendGo to sleep just to rest your headYet the best intentions take their tollWhen they paved the road that lead to Hell again like HookVerse 2Who’s the truth in here? Lucid LuciferBrutal beauty boy lunar suits him moreYou can choose to go Gruesome Twosome orLose the sutures soon the bluer hues’ll form Brain waves like the carpet print from The ShiningGraves made for the compliments from the liarsTimes have been trying but at least I’ll say I’m trying All I know is I won’t go without a fight won’t hide my lightTwilight bright my, my, my Voices inside hum die die dieA hundred dead-locks I don’t go outsideAnother dead dog in a snow outline I don’t need drugs if I’m high on lifeDon’t need life if I’m high on drugsNo free rides in an idle mindLonely nights I can’t find my buzz like HookSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik - Samsara [Official Video] TheRealSadistik 2021-06-29 | Produced by FoxweddingShot/Cut/Directed by Jason-Christopher MayerFrom the new EP L'appel Du VideVerse 1I try to stay positive I’m in a negative placeI try to apply all my paints in the negative spaceI tried to describe all their pain just to take it away I tried to invite them to stay in a dangerous place Where ravens still play, on plains, with stakesThey place inside their veins we’re vain they’re fakeBut I’m the same I hate my ways it weighs me downI’m bound to drown and blind to faith and fate afraid I can’t defeat I stay in frays beneath LA aloneThe rain won’t fade awayHookSamsara now I know I’m getting my karmaKeeping my head above water When I say I’m sorry I’m shedding my armor When I wake up then you better be gone I’ll goVerse 2I thought I was alone in a haunted home lostWith the Sadakos look at what the monochrome broughtOne day when the sky falls they’ll say I wasn’t like themTrace all the steps where the god of crows walkedCrop-Circles scarecrow bought his own plot Lost virtue barefoot rocks below stepsI’ll hurt you it’s all I know I just don’t talk When the particles part my heart will survive in thisDark with a light in it spark from a type of flintFlint water in our diets hiding in the lion’s denWords like a rain-catcher first til the fire catchSearch through the paint splatter birds in a wire meshI defend my idle friends tell me where the time all went?A product of environment is caught up in the spider-webDialect why would you admire this?I invent my defects the high is just a side-effectCareful cuz that might affect youI cook up my defense like a PhalanxA fence full of talonsAsk me anything I’ll deflect it with talent Reflections infected with malice, amputate meI’ll re-animate after they leave Limbs hang by a limb I can’t mask the gangrene When the path that I travel’s dilapidating In daydreams that I have I decapitate kingsSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
Sadistik (Feat. Caskey) - Gasoline [Official Video] TheRealSadistik 2021-03-30 | Produced by InteusDirected & Edited by Tim SlewAdditional camera operator JCMSadistik:I am the god of the audible gold The rivers are blood when I talk its so cold all the oxygen frozeThey said know your product but no you’re a productI know I’ll never auction my soul Oldboy, walking in snow, no voice, coffin is homeWhen I die Tutankhamun a cue to comment on comets That come from my cuticles beautiful homagePlease don’t press me I’ll go nuclearSometimes I feel empty in my nucleus I’m Mt. Vesuvius these people petty for some new VS’sPressure pressing diamonds til they’re blinding in my bluebird chestThey running in circles to dumb down their virtuesI hum like a hummingbird hundreds of versesAverse to the unassured, what is your worth?I know mine I’m the blood of the earthMy inner wisdom inhibitions in a prison Shine like I’m in a prismImposition when I’m in positionHeart black as the ink I dip in it’s exquisiteCaskey:Locked in a mental prison lucky for me I’m an escape artistWhat’s a bullet to a David Blaine man you’re better off shooting at fake targetsI couldn’t cry that’s a great harvest cutting the head off a snakeI’m never counting on no one just counting on all of the new dollar bills I can scrapeEscape to the lake shore getting refined on my mental Blood on the page sure cuz I’m intertwined with the pencilI brought a typewriter just to finish all the ritual and sacrifice writersY’all ain’t nothing more than hype biters and some over-estimated ice buyers I’m a walking investment and a arbitrator of assessment Rapper refreshment though I never made it on the cover of FreshmanI was busy with the lessons even as an adolescentMidas touch too hot skin is incandescent Hook:Hold up, dousing flowers with the gasolineHold up, getting casual with casualtiesPull up, watch the notes grow to a rhapsodySho Nuff, got the glow so I’m a masterpieceSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/Sadistik IG: instagram.com/Sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/TheRealSadistikShop: Sadistik.merchnow.com
Sadistik - All The Pretty Horses [Official Video] TheRealSadistik 2020-09-24 | Produced by Vague003Directed by theolddustytrailAn anthem for anathemasI show anatomy dissect me like a basiliskDisplay it on a mantlepieceLady Lazarus resurrect with praising passagesLet's connect our skeletons to save me from the gravitasSmall talk lips covered in coarse saltAcid touch armadillo armor arms are Jax's comeAnd harbor with an active stormPlace it in a frame until it's palpableCastle Freak bleeding alcohol beneath these castle wallsDastardly bastard boy screaming til the shadows fallCataloging agony dreaming of an asteroidStreaming I'm so lacrimal after all ash dissolvesI hope they see it's masterfulSuspended in suspenseUpended with the rest, never restingYet I'm catatonicLiving like a matador scribbling in travel logsApple cores littered in my apologuesAppaloosas running through my sadder momentsAll the pretty horsesSubscribe to Sadistik's channel to be alerted when new videos premiere. Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3qgsChODA5iJM6AdA0rr21 Patreon: patreon.com/sadistik IG: instagram.com/sadistik Twitter: twitter.com/therealsadistik
