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Make Them Suffer - Epitaph (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)
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For a thousand days,
I watched the vultures circle overhead.
And I counted the ways,
The world would be blessed,
when I finally reached my end.
And I felt the weight of the world,
Pushing me into the soil below.
And I felt the desert sun above,
While I tried to drink water from a stone.
But I'm not ready to die alone.
So can you wake me from my sleep,
And show me now that this is just a dream?
Cause I'm a whisper, once a scream,
And I'm afraid of what's in store for me.
Becoming obsolete.
Become obsolete.
Another frozen frame,
Another glitch inside my consciousness.
So I pick my poison,
And just choke it down,
Until I start to spin.
And while the world just slowly turns,
I fade like fog into the sea.
While the mighty galleon burns around me,
I slowly start to sink.
Maybe I'm not ready to be set free.
Maybe these shackles are what I need.
If you find the answers come rescue me,
But I can't hold my breath.
So can you wake me from my sleep,
And show me now that this is just a dream?
Cause I'm a whisper, once a scream,
And I'm afraid of what's in store for me.
Becoming obsolete.
Become obsolete.
Become obsolete.
Become obsolete.
Become obsolete.
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Tepid waves,
Of trepidation covering me,
As if to provide,
A moment of clarity.
What lies ahead,
Is it another unfolding travesty again?
I'm searching for substance,
But I don't even fit into my own skin.
You spoke of a world full of purpose,
As I choked down every single lie.
'Til I sank all the way to the bottom,
With a heavy heart like an anchor deep inside.
And it's dragging me down.
You state your case,
But the words fall like broken mirrors.
And shifting the blame,
Won't provide another place to hide.
What lies ahead,
Is it another misguided, sad, and failed attempt?
I'm searching for anything,
But I haven't even seen the sun in days.
You spoke of a world full of purpose,
As I choked down every single lie,
'Til I sank all the way to the bottom,
With a heavy heart like an anchor deep inside.
And it's dragging me down.
Down.
Down.
Down.
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We were born to bloom,
Destined to deteriorate.
No beauty in plastic flowers,
No honey made from fake bouquets.
We were born to bloom,
But we were never meant to stay.
No wine from fruit made out of wax.
No honey made from fake bouquets.
What do they say about apples and trees?
How do you grow when you're severed from the roots underneath?
And if the tether of love can never truly break,
Did it slip from my hands the day you went away?
Why do they speak about a love that never dies?
And what the fuck do they know about the afterlife?
Have they ever spent the night screaming at the sky, asking why?
We were born to bloom,
Destined to deteriorate.
No beauty in plastic flowers,
No honey made from fake bouquets.
We were born to bloom,
But we were never meant to stay.
No wine from fruit made out of wax.
No honey made from fake bouquets.
What do they say about the heart and it's strength?
What do you do when your love rots to into rage?
How do you water the garden that famine takes?
How do you feed your soul with dust and clay?
We blossom then wither like the rose.
Death written into our blood like poems.
A soliloquy of ancient ancestral pain,
The price of love paid over and over again.
We were born to bloom,
Destined to deteriorate.
No beauty in plastic flowers,
No honey made from fake bouquets.
We were born to bloom,
But we were never meant to stay.
No wine from fruit made out of wax.
No honey made from fake bouquets.
Love is watching the petals fall.
Love is watching the petals fall.
Love is watching the petals fall.
Love is watching the petals fall.
Echo Deluxe Album out now
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Synchronicity invading my surroundings,
I can see history repeating,
Time breaks down.
I swear I've seen this all before,
Lived every ending in my head,
A steady pace on a familiar path,
But In a place I know I've never been.
Just like a shout in the dark,
We echo,
Into the ether,
Until we fade like a spark
We echo,
Into forever.
Connected beyond consciousness,
Throughout time and space.
Maybe we've lived this all before,
Maybe past and present are all the same.
Just like a shout in the dark,
We echo,
Into the ether,
Until we fade like a spark.
We echo,
Into forever.
One ancient melody repeating,
Ad Infinitum.
We were once the same note,
But now we echo,
Into forever.
Echo Deluxe Album out now
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Echo Deluxe Album out now
Stream at: https://ofmicemen.bfan.link/echo-8
It's cold, cloudy, windy, and wet.
I see the sun, inside my head,
It's warm there, and I need the warmth,
More than I ever have.
Do my eyes deceive me?
Totally alone and yet surrounded.
"What is the plan, and what can I do?"
To stop the rain from coming?
It touches everything I love.
The rain touches everything I love,
Until it's all washed away.
And when that mean old levee,
Finally cracks and breaks,
You better learn to walk on water,
Or fly with broken wings.
It's cold cloudy windy and wet,
The storm just rages inside my head,
It knows no end,
It just keeps on raining.
Senses trigger the brutal stings,
Of every possibility and memory,
And It just keeps on raining,
Down, down, down.
It touches everything we love,
The rain touches everything we love,
Until it's all washed away.
It can only rain for so long,
It can only rain for so long,
It can only rain for so long,
Before it washes us away.
It can only rain for so long,
The levee's gonna break before long,
And I can only swim for so long,
So maybe it's our time to drown.
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Time stops for no man.
The end awaits us all.
The seconds sing our eulogies.
We're trapped inside of,
The belly of the beast.
With nothing but our memories,
And they too fade.
And It's just like slowly pulling teeth,
Until your fingers bleed.
Ravenous and incomplete,
A hunger you can't feed.
The fault lines of life,
Begin to separate,
And grace us with catastrophe,
We stare over the edge,
Into the vast and open space,
While the ground on which we stand,
Disappears.
And It's just like slowly pulling teeth,
Until your fingers bleed.
Ravenous and incomplete,
A hunger you can't feed.
I thought I was prepared,
That I was up to the task,
I said, "I'll be okay."
And then my world collapsed.
Piece, by piece, by piece,
Like slowly pulling teeth.
Like slowly pulling teeth.
Echo Deluxe Album out now
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Is this what it's like to shed your skin,
To be reborn?
Adrift in a sea of noise,
Unable to remember what came before.
The fragments replay but they're out of place.
My voice, distant, like a stand-in just out of frame.
The fragments replay but they're out of place.
I would paint you a picture of the sky on fire,
But the colors escape my mind.
Finding vibrance in monochrome,
And life through wires,
Projections in black and white.
Is this what it's like to feel serene,
And unaware?
Like silhouettes on celluloid,
We're timeless but oh so impermanent.
(Oh, so impermanent)
Becoming blurs in the negatives,
(Oh, so impermanent)
But I swear to God that we're timeless.
I would paint you a picture of the sky on fire,
But the colors escape my mind.
Finding vibrance in monochrome,
And life through wires,
Projections in black and white.
Projections in black and white,
I swear to God that we're timeless.
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Visualizer By: Chris Klumpp
Produced By: Sam Guaiana
Artwork By: Mason Pelton
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Lyrics:
Do you remember times
When it was easier
Stamina
Needed ya
Because I remember sunrise
Levitate from the floor
Gravity
Leaving ya
I remember
Every morning when I wake up
Feel the space you take up
I remember
Darkness got me trapped in my head
Feeling lonely
Never caught my breath
Drain me slowly
Am I the one you
Think of
When ya
Stay up
Feel awake but you’re really floating
Way up
So wake up
Because
We won’t be there in the morning
Blurred lines
Reality and dreaming
In between
Hope we both find a reason to
Wake up
Yeah wake up
Because
We won’t be there in the morning
I’m lost
It’s a big, big world in my head
But every view looks like you
And every place that we’ve been
Maybe if I run all of this will end
Feel the pressure in my head
Please don’t let the light in
Been a long time since I’ve felt the sun
Need a little silver lining
Color kissed horizon
Escape this place like I’m on the run
If I stop you’ll catch up now
When I just became comfortably numb
You could take me with a touch now
A hand on my chest said forever my love
Am I the one you
Think of
When ya
Stay up
Feel awake but you’re really floating
Way up
So wake up
Because
We won’t be there in the morning
Blurred lines
Reality and dreaming
In between
Hope we both find a reason to
Wake up
Yeah wake up
Because
We won’t be there in the morning
So Wake up
If I’m the one you’re dreaming of
Am I the one you
Think of
When ya
Stay up
Feel awake but you’re really floating
Way up
So wake up
Because
We won’t be there in the morning
Blurred lines
Reality and dreaming
In between
Hope we both find a reason to
Wake up
Yeah wake up
Because
We won’t be there in the morning
Debut Album 'Fragments of a Bitter Memory' Out now.
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Camera operator - Gabe Becerra
Production Assistant - Andrew Dijorio
Special effects /prop design - Lauren Molina & Anthony Altamura
B roll Camera operator - Alex Seefried
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Beaten, choked, brutalized, by the lawless patrol. Retaliate with force and valor. Claim the liberties that they stole. I have witnessed the storm of death that follows in their path. Consuming. At war for their sins, it’s ours to be won. Vastly outnumbered. Held at the throat. Trapped by the tyrants. Strangled by the sinners. Choked by the corrupt. Beaten by the bastards. Days turned to weeks, everlasting agony. Patterns of violence rain down on me. Dissension calls me forth, engage in pain. Take to the streets. Set it aflame I have walked on shattered glass. I have starved to transform. Call me a dreamer in longing for another world. Cleansing the streets with the blood of the bastards. No peace until power is surrendered.
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Visualizer by Chris Klumpp
Recorded At: Chris Wiseman Recordings & The Brick Hithouse (Beacon, NY & Barnstable, Massachusetts)
Produced by: Chris Wiseman & Ryan Leitru
Drum Engineering by Shane Frisby and edited by Peter Rutcho
Mixed by: Jeff Dunne
Mastered by: Jeff Dunne
Force this revolution,
Dark marks behind our masks.
Senseless execution,
No mistakes and no forgiveness.
Forced
To be petrified and aimless.
Dissolution’s revolution.
We’ve succumbed to a violent shaking,
We’ve become our breaking.
I never wanted to be a victim,
I thought I could rise above.
No one prepares you for the answers, they make you but tear you apart.
If there’s no way out, can we still break through?
Recover from confinement?
Could we we still be numb
To the only truth
That lies beyond us?
Will we get stabbed in the back
For what we chose
When we were powerless?
Buried in the sand,
A shallow monument
To our existence.
You were the home that I could love;
I stood silent before your grace.
No longer vying for connection,
We’ve become a tragedy.
Cause every time we’re close to God,
You pray for madness.
And now there’s nothing I can say to repel the burden.
Let the venom out, end the suffering.
Is it ever enough?
No it’s never enough.
Executioner, judge and jury.
Dying to find the hearts that bleed,
Wasting our forgiveness.
Hanging down
Over us,
Our confinement
Coming in waves.
Wolves at the throne,
Taking what we’ve denied them.
Judgment will be known.
If there’s no way out can we still break through?
Recover from confinement?
Could we we still be numb
To the only truth
That lies beyond us?
Will get stabbed in the back
For what we chose
When we were powerless?
Buried in the sand,
A shallow monument
To our existence.
You were the home that I could love;
I stood silent before your grace.
No longer vying for connection,
We’ve become a tragedy.
Cause every time we’re close to God,
You pray for madness.
And now there’s nothing I can say to repel the burden.
Let the venom out, end the suffering.
Is it ever enough?
No it’s never enough.
Executioner, judge and jury.
Dying to find the hearts that bleed,
No mistakes and no forgiveness.
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director/editor/camera | Jordan Phoenix
live footage | Drew Daro
Finding myself here again
A candle in this hurricane
Wide awake
My bloodshot eyes can’t see anything
Cut the brakes I don’t need them anyway
I’ve had all I can take
CH1
It’s 4 in the morning and I’m alone
So what if I get lost on my way home
Turn out the headlights
I don’t know where I’m going
Let go of the wheel and I shut my eyes
I wanna feel something before I die
Fuck all the red flags
I don’t know where I’m going
But I’ll take the ride
VERSE
125 on the dash
City lights blur like my past
In my head
All the god damn walls keep closing in
Didn’t make to the finish
Now I’m at it again
I’ve had all I can take
CH2
It’s 4 in the morning and I’m alone
So what if I get lost on my way home
Turn out the headlights
I don’t know where I’m going
Let go of the wheel and I shut my eyes
I wanna feel something before I die
Fuck all the red flags
I don’t know where I’m going
But I’ll take the ride
I’ll take the ride
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LYRICS
So if i sold myself a lie
Would you be my guiding light?
Can i find enough patience in time?
Take a step back and rewind
Or stay, away
I decided to hide it and nobody know
What i was going through
Forget it
You’ve said it for the longest time
I don’t wanna hear anymore
So tell me who to trust
If i sold myself a lie
Would you be my guiding light?
You say that i should find my own way back to life
Maybe you’re right
Admit it, we’re finished
It’s killing me that you’re
Unwilling, to give in
To any of my flaws
Seamlessly, you’re getting over me
So leave my open stitches,
I’ll be free
For the longest time
I was blindly swimming through a wave of rage
Torn inside, lost my mind
So go ahead and turn the page
If i sold myself a lie
Would you be my guiding light?
You say that i should find my own way back to life
Maybe you’re right
Help me i keep drowning i need a saviour
Help me i scream but no one ever hears my voice
Help me i need to swim away from danger
You can guide me back to life
Tell me what we’re waiting for
I don’t wanna hurt anymore
Tell me what we’re waiting for
I don’t even know anymore
If i sold myself a lie
Would you be my guiding light?
You say that i should find my own way back to life
Maybe you’re right
Help me i keep drowning i need a saviour
Help me i scream but no one ever hears my voice
Help me i need to swim away from danger
You can guide me back to life
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Written - Landon Tewers, Marcus Bridge & alt.
Performed - alt.
DJ Scratches - Faint One
CAST
WRAITH
Baron / Apep - Mick Young
Wells - Brendan Cooney
Watchdog - Liam Somerville
Barn Owl - James Sullivan
CREW
Written by Nicholas Muecke and Emerson Hoskin
Producer - Ben Golotta
Associate Producer - Scarlett Scherer
Director - Nicholas Muecke
Director's Assistant - Jackie Zdanowicz
Director of Photography - Emerson Hoskin
1st AC - Ella Burton
2nd AC / LX Assist - Thomas Schaefer
Gaffer - James Haskard
Gaffer (The Great Depression) - Sam Twidale
SFX Make-Up - Dominique Keeley
SFX Assistant - Hugh Maher
HMUA - Georgia Edgar
Wardrobe Stylist - Lili Harrison
Art Director - James Roper
Art Assistant - Cordell Horsell
Photographer - Andre Noosa
PA - Lucinda Corin
PA - Harrison Evans
Editor / Colourist - Nicholas Muecke
Visual Effects - Liam Gare
Sound Designer - Hamish Keen
LYRICS
It’s turning into heresy, you transform to tragedy
Roll the dice with my faith and set the soul on fire
You say it’s all in my head but what’s your true desire
You plant the seeds of fear to sort the weeds from the flowers
You suffocate the weak to fill the pockets of the sour
It’s turning into heresy
It’s stripped me down to the bone
You transformed to tragedy and turned it into gold
I’m floating away, the wraith calls me by name
I’m floating away, to escape this world of hate
I feel the blood on my face as i suspend in darkness
I feel the call of the wraith, but it will not see triumph.
I’ve played the waiting game and i got tired of the odds.
The words they preach are lies of men just playing god
I’m floating away, the wraith calls me by name
I’m floating away, to escape this world of hate
Is there a pulse or are we mad?
I’ve lost the patience
Fear is god wearing a mask and its contagious, yeah
I’ve lost all my patience, got nothing to say
I’m floating away to escape, this world of hate
Fear is god wearing a mask
I’m floating away, the wraith calls me by name
I’m floating away, to escape this world of hate
I’m floating away. I’m floating away
I’m floating away
To escape, to escape this world of hate
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'Death Below' out March 24, 2023
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AUGUST BURNS RED is:
William Jacob Luhrs : Vocals
JB Brubaker : Guitar
Brent Rambler : Guitar
Dustin Davidson : Bass
Matt Greiner : Drums
Featuring:
Jesse Leach
Director:
David Brodsky for My Good Eye: Music Visuals
(www.mgenyc.com)
Producer:
Allison Woest for My Good Eye: Music Visuals
Cinematography:
David Brodsky
Allison Woest
Assistant Director, Assistant Camera:
Robb Brown
Editors:
Jason Bozzi
David Brodsky
Colorist:
David Brodsky
Full Band Performance and Hospital Narrative:
Lighting Designer : Adam Pernick
Grip/Electric : Lindsey Fehr
Production Assistant : Carol Tice
Set Design:
Andrew Brown
David Brodsky
Set Decorators:
Allison Woest
Robb Brown
Adam Pernick
Carol Tice
Lindsey Fehr
Make-Up : Kelly Harris
Hospital Patient : Stan McDermott
Jake Luhrs Solo Performance:
Cinematography : David Brodsky and Allison Woest
Grip/Electric : Robb Brown
Jesse Leach Solo Performance:
Cinematography : David Brodsky and Allison Woest
Grip/Electric : Derek White
Song Produced, Mixed, and Mastered :
Carson Slovak & Grant McFarland at Atrium Audio
Left behind
You chose to leave
Now it looks like you’re leaving your family
There’s a cavern in your ribs
Where your heart used to be
I’ve been picking up what’s left of you
Connecting your pieces to my memories
Hoping they would ignite some sentiment
But they won’t inspire sympathy
The hollow point may have ripped you apart
You disregard the damage you’d impart
Rest in peace to our ancestry
That you maimed and left scarred
My judgement is clouded by the blood we share
We built our truth on top of all these lies
I still see the good in life
It’s not the end, although you see the light
I’ll see you on the other side
Maybe one day you’ll care
But it’s not my cross to bear
I didn’t skip a beat
When I heard the news that you
You couldn’t make it to your feet
All I have is apathy
Just another day of not knowing what to believe
Another tale another story
A lifetime of perjury
I wish I had the words to say I love you.
I’m not sure I understand what those mean when I’m thinking of you
I have no words for you
When I needed you, you wouldn’t even hear it
You made your choices
You’ll live with them even if we’re gone
It’s impossible to find what’s real in all these fables
Unable to see through the resentment you’ve enabled
The hurt that you inflicted on yourself
Won’t amount to the pain of everyone else
I always wanted things to be different
Although you see the light
I’ll see you on the other side
We built our truth on top of all these lies
I still see the good in life
It’s not the end, although you see the light
I’ll see you on the other side
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Mixed & Mastered by Jeff Dunne
Engineered by Mikey Arthur
Vocal Production by Steven Cannatelli
Additional Voice Acting by Monique Pym, Monica Strut, Mathew Burgess and Nathan Duke
Lyrics:
By the throne, the blood trickles down through the crevices of the device, leading us from the realm.
In the foreboding glow of the lights and ichor, a battalion awaits of those doomed forevermore.
Pulled apart, piece by piece; the sky begins to swirl, I sing "take us home".
Anxiety builds as the army advances, the Ronin yells, 'Spinning up the '34'.
Fire rains, tearing down the horde; a cacophony of bullets is the symphony of our journey home.
So close, yet so far.
"We're cutting it fuckin close"
As we three are surrounded. The Queen and the Ronin repelling Hell's advances. Ethereal projections of a wormhole emerge. With a Keeper reaching out to me, and a shove from the queen I fall.
I fall through time and space. The lights of the worlds cocoon me in their glow.
Am I awake, or simply dreaming? Reconstruction of the bones and heart completing.
The earth slowed when mine stopped beating, so what happens when I stop breathing?
Matter combines with matter in the alchemy of amity.
But with great calamity love ends with tragedy.
Take me home. Pull close and don't let go.
I'm travelling dimensions at a billion miles an hour; I can't escape this feeling, euphoric at last.
I'm travelling dimensions, and you can't stop me now I’m dancing on air, high above the ground.
Pull me close and don't let go; don't hold your breath.
Patterns appear before my eyes; step back to reality, am I truly alive?
Welcome home from the other side of the line; red clouds consume the sky.
Years have past since Heaven collapsed. Welcome home to what is now mine.
In Lore:
As Clara and the Narrator begin working on the ritual, Rachel and the Rōnin fight off Asmodeus’ remaining forces. Rachel’s anxieties heighten as Clara gets closer to opening the portal, even falling back to let the Rōnin tear down the horde with a Gatling gun, but the pressure and intensity continues to grow as they’re surrounded by the battalion. The Two Keepers reach the fight, and cut their way through to stop them, and the one with Green Eyes reaches out to grab her just as the portal completes its construction, and Clara pushes her through, and the Rōnin, the Queen and the Girl of Glass fall into the portal, closing it behind them as they transcend down the wormhole. Rachel feels an elation she’s never felt before as she’s pulled apart and put back together inside the wormhole, and has an anxious excitement at the thought of returning home to her loved ones. The Trinity finish their ascension to the Mortal Realm, emerging from their graves in the Section 13 Burial Ground in Melbourne, depicting a slight change in their appearances; Rachel’s eyes changing to violet due to the reconstruction of her body surging her ancestral Dark Angel powers, Clara’s eyes turning grey due to her connection with Sherlock.
Back in the Throne Room of the Tower the Two Keepers assess the carnage the Trinity have caused, and speak to Asmodeus as he dies. Asmodeus tells them that the ritual is only partially complete, and that in order for the Trinity to completely collapse the barriers between worlds, they will need to defeat the ruler of the Mortal Realm with the Hand of the King, something he suspects is bound to happen once Rachel realises DeGraver was the one that killed Jay and Sherlock. The Two Keepers finish off Asmodeus, and speak of planning to warn DeGraver and Encey of what’s about to happen, but before they can leave, they’re trapped in the Throne room by the Narrator, who tells them he has his own reasons for wanting the Trinity to kill the ruler of the Mortal Realm. The Narrator, a Keeper himself, leaves the Two Keepers, keeping them from being able to leave the Rabbit Hole “until they are needed”.
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Mastered by Jeff Dunne
Engineered and Mixed by Mikey Arthur
Vocal Production by Steven Cannatelli
Vocal Performances by Crystal Joilena, Elijah Witt, and Rachel Jeffreson.
Lyrics:
[Rachel]
I've surfaced from the wreckage by creating more damage. Those I loved, where we grew up are now nothing but shells with broken bones; abandoned and left alone. Where did the love go?
Could you pull me close, if you wanted to let me go?
Beautiful body of glass, did the love die in the silence?
Red clouds bury the sky. The body lives, but the heart has died.
[Ethan/Ronin]
I’ve travelled so far; reclaimed my life, but lost so much more;
The love I once had has moved on.
How can I live with the fact that he’s fallen for another man?
Oh, how I’ve lost my way; nobody cares I blew out my brains.
Can you see why he was terrified for the homecoming?
Soldier of none, is the sea still flames, or did the fire die besides amity?
[Clara]
Oh King, where did thou go? Trapped inside a bitter man who overturned your throne.
I'm the last one left, and the most alone.
The choir sings, “love come back home to me.”
Royal queen, are you terrified that the love has died?
[The Narrator]
Trinity, can you feel the change? A decade has passed since we had the rain.
Now red clouds bury the sky; your bodies live, but your hearts have died.
[R]: “You won’t even recognise my face.”
[E]: “These tired eyes have seen nothing but disdain.”
[C]: No you won’t even see us at all, the red clouds swirl the sky
Our bodies live, but hearts have...
[Rachel]
I didn't even get to say goodbye… these violet eyes can do nothing else but cry.
And the grave where you now lie is filled in next to mine.
The red clouds swirl the sky; my body lives, but my heart has died.
In Lore:
The Trinity briefly go their separate ways to seek out their loved ones and reconnect. But as they each go down their own journey’s, they realise the world they left has changed drastically since they left, and that it’s been a decade since the fall of the Sect. Rachel finds that not only has the Sect been dismantled, but all of her loved ones have either moved on or away, dispersed around the world or locked up after trials that led to the Sect’s disbandonment. The Rōnin finds that his partner Isaac has moved on and is now happily married with adopted children, and Clara discovers that DeGraver and Encey killed Jay and Sherlock as the Sect were exposed. The Trinity meet back up at Section 13 Burial Ground, where Clara and The Rōnin find Rachel huddled over Jay’s grave crying. The Trinity venture to one of the places where it all began, the bar where the Oxymøron Incident occurred. They sit down to have a drink in the nearly empty bar, a TV playing softly in the background, questioning what to do next. A news report sparks interest between them, and they get the bartender to turn it up. The news report tells that in the anniversary of Ultima Pluvia, the day the supernatural community was exposed, DeGraver will be hosting an event in celebration, where supernaturalists and mortals can come together in harmony and celebrate a unification, a decade after the events, and 5 years after the beginning of his ruling. Rachel, with anger and hatred building up within her, declares she’s planning to kill him at the event.
A few days later, the Trinity confront DeGraver and Encey at the event. Encey antagonises Rachel, pushing her over the edge, and releasing her dark angel form.
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Additional Voice Acting by Monique Pym and Monica Strut
Lyrics:
Let me tell you how I died;
My life was taken by a man who could finally get the best of me; an occasion to rejoice; the spinning coin had finally dropped. Though I was not sent to Hell, I received a judgement far worse; I became a keeper of worlds, a just sentence for a life so cursed. In the time since passed I've been the keeper of gates; I've stopped catastrophes with the clap of my hands. I kept the worlds in balance, I've been pulling the strings. Heaven, Hell and Earth have been my marionette.
What happens when there's no one to watch the gate? When the strings are cut; no one's controlling fate? When the artist is pushed in the midst of an act? When three worlds collide, because I wasn't asked...
If I even want to be alive, if I want to be by your side. If I'm happy or if I'm dead inside.
I'm sick of always being the one to blame when you're the ones who's set this world aflame.
The good are meant to die young, and the worst die last.
You tried to stop the rain, but all you did was bring the storm.
Like I'm a maestro conducting an orchestra where the angels play harps and the demons play strings.
How fitting an awesome that would be to see; it's all kept in line, a balance of three worlds until this girl wants her love to come back home to her. He doesn't want it nor need it, but it's what she deserves. Forget Heaven, forget Hell, forget the balance of worlds; as long as we have each other it'll be ‘til my death 'til us deter.
The wolves are at the door 'cause no one guarded the gate.
Your ignorance and need for love has brought Hell upon us all.
I'm contractually obliged to make sure that you suffer here to repay my sins, for the evil I've done.
See I was meant to stay dead so the good can live. That's the price of pain, because you tried to stop the rain.
“Do you know what you've done, or the damage you’re about to cause through
The collapse of worlds? Now I can’t even light, my own fucking cigarette…
Oh, for heaven’s sake.”
Do you know what you've done? Do you know what you've caused?
The price we'll pay, oh so great, my worse side said it best;
A kingdom falls, as do we all.
There's acid in the rain to dissolve us of all our sins
I said ‘God Abandoned Me’, but God Abandoned Us All.
In Lore:
Jay tells how after his death at the hands of DeGraver, he and Sherlock were assigned to the Panel of Judgement as Gatekeepers; the authoritative enforcers that serve as both bounty hunters in the ethereal realms, working to keep people dimensional jumping between worlds and “collecting” souls that have led astray into the Mortal Realm. Not quite alive, but not quite dead, both he and Sherlock walked between the three realms ethereally for a decade, doing the Panel’s work and maintaining peace amongst the realms; “Correctional Department 3BC”, under their department head “Barry”, the Narrator. Jay explains that he never put together that Ethan was the Rōnin due to another department signing off that Ethan was perma-killed just before he got his armour that made him the Rōnin. He only put two and two together after they first crossed paths after speaking to Charon, where Jay and Sherlock were already chasing another bounty at the time of the crash. Shifting his tone, Jay explains how he and Sherlock attempted to stop the Trinity from performing the dimensional jump tasked to them by The Narrator, knowing the events that would follow if Rachel found out that Jay was dead in the Mortal Realm, but was stopped by the Narrator, without knowledge as to why. Rachel tries to reconnect with him, but Jay pushes her away, asking her if she knows the full extent of what they’ve just done. As if on queue, portals between the three realms begin to open up, and the foes the Trinity had defeated, DeGraver and Encey included, resurrect from death, commencing the first stage of the world collision. As the sky opens up and begins to rain, the Trinity and Jay are surrounded once again by their foes, a siren blaring in the background, and a prerecorded message of warning plays out over electronic devices, warning of the end. Before the onslaught can begin however, a voice commands them to stop, and emerging from the crowd of now bowing servants, is Sherlock Bones.
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Additional Voice Acting by Nathan Duke & Monique Pym
Lyrics:
"I'm not afraid to die, I'm just afraid to live.”
I'm not afraid to die, I'm just afraid to live. My obliteration's imminent.
“Welcome to Hell, enjoy your stay.”
Damn you all; I'm not afraid to live, I'm just afraid to die.
"Girl of Glass, tell us your tale."
The story begins with the destruction of my soul,
with every passing day, I'm feeling less and less at home.
Lions hunted by sheep; your father doomed us all.
This backwards place will break the unbreakable.
Like a shepherd of fire; I part the sea of flames.
Heavenly glow, don't slow me down; I'm getting used to poisoning my ways.
And the night, it dances on, the black sun reminds me I'm long gone.
In my world, the dusk is everlast; like endless sand to an open-ended hourglass.
I haven't slept for days. You can't see my tears while I'm dancing in the rain.
‘So numb the pain’ is what you'd say if you had stayed with me.
But this body of glass shatters to your memory.
I am unbreakable, I'm so breakable. I am unbreakable, oh God, I'm so breakable.
My wings will let me fly, my bones will make me fall. My hope will let me fly, rope will pull me down.
I hope my oblivion sets in soon, so I can forget the memory of loving you.
Honestly, I want to breathe; the air that tastes so foul,
The air that burns my throat, that brings me to my knees.
And while I haven’t much left, I’ll keep the promise I kept.
Through it all, I’d orchestrate the end of the world for you.
I’m not afraid to live, I’m not afraid to live,
I’m just afraid to die inside when you see me alive.
I don’t want to die in your arms over and over again.
I don’t want to be stuck in a limbo,
I want the life I’m owed,
I’ll come back home to you.”
“Ah, the one that took his own life for his brother; with all suffering gone, you were reborn not a man, but a warrior…”
“The deadliest Hell has seen…”
In Lore:
After double crossing Section 13, leading to her death, Rachel spent an extended amount of time in the limbo dimension where the Panel of Judgement decided her fate, where she was able to ‘haunt’ Jay. However, the Panel cast her to the Garden for an ancient blood-line connection to the first angels that created the multiple dimensions, and she was forbidden from making contact with Jay from her new world in the Garden. Feeling out of place in the heavenly world, she became addicted to the idea of being close to the one she loved, and began to secretly work on necromantic spells that would allow her to visit the Mortal Realm. This led to her visiting Jay frequently, but she was soon discovered by Gatekeepers of the Panel, and sentenced to an eternity in the Rabbit Hole for her disobeyment. Once in the Hole, she continued to use the necromancy to contact her love, but with the change of atmosphere and the substitution of various ingredients, Rachel’s state of mind began to slowly decay with each visit to her lover’s slumber until he prevented her visiting again after discovering he was the one that killed her via proxy of Sherlock, and locking Sherlock out with ‘The Damned Seal’. Distraught and broken, she aimlessly wandered Hell’s Plains, hunted by demons for her angelic lineage, and Gatekeepers for her further use of dark magic and attempt at contacting other dimensions. As she continued to hide and run, she vowed that she’ll one day return home to Jay so she can be with him again. After some time, at a point near death, she is saved by an ethereal figure and a knight in mechanical armour; The Narrator and The Ronin.
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I lost my mind when my body dropped. As blood soaked through my clothes, I was left to rot.
There were no flowers for me; no friends or family, just empty company.
I had a love, and he broke my heart; tore it open with a knife and cried ‘til the convulsions stopped.
Watch me bleed for those I love; I’ll sleep in the grave I made,
I’ll wait for you to join me here, my love.
It’s all in the way you say my name and the hate you gave up for...
I should have known my fate was predetermined; I fell in love with the devil and I was hunted like vermin. The love we had, and although it killed me, I would do all again if I could set him free.
You don’t know shit about sacrifice; I bled for everyone I loved.
Watch me bleed for those I love. I’ll sleep in the grave I made,
I’ll wait for you to join me here, my love.
It’s all in the way you say my name and the hate you gave up for me.
“I know we’re on different paths, but we’ll come back together in the end.
I’ll wait for you, my dear; but I guess the hurt outweighed the love I gave.
But you don’t know how far I’ve come.”
I tried to speak love, but lost the words.
With my lungs full of blood, and a knife in my throat, when I formed the words I choked.
(You were…)
Reborn from dirt, pulled from the ash with more heart than before, for those I adored.
You thought when it rained, it poured?
(Well…)
Put the barrel between your fucking teeth and bleed, I’ll show you true hate and what it really means.
I’m glad I didn’t listen when they told me all to stay away; ‘Cause when you’re sad, I’m happy in the pouring rain. I’m sick of all the tropes where all the villains die in the end; we should be reigning supreme. Well what’s a court without their Queen?
Get on your knees for the Queen of Misanthropy.
(We all die in the end, I’d die again for you)
This is my reign, yeah this is my reign.
Get on your knees for the Queen of Misanthropy.
I’ll wait for you, my king, in the black rot.
Watch me bleed for those I love.
In Lore:
The last of the Trinity to join us on this quest, Clara Carne descends to the Rabbit Hole with the promise to herself of finding a way back to the Mortal Realm to be with Sherlock, despite her unfortunate demise at his hand. She unequivocally knows that his hand was forced in the ordeal, and with the passing of time in the Rabbit Hole, her love and desire to be with him again only grows stronger. During her time before meeting Rachel and Ethan, she began to deal with complex necromancy to find a way back to the Mortal Realm and bypass the Panel of Judgement, but nothing appears to work. Word spread amongst demons that she was the lover of the infamous Sherlock Bones, and soon, Clara amassed an army of her own. Upon being found by the Narrator, Clara shows her disdain of being grouped together with the Girl of Glass and the Ronin and the desired outcome of the journey, wishing that Jay had let Sherlock take full control when he had the chance, and that if anyone should be in control of that vessel, it should be Sherlock.
Despite their differences, the Unholy Trinity commence their journey after The Narrator tasks them with obtaining three mythical objects; the first being The Hand of the King, a blade wielded by Sherlock in his time of the First Reign, currently in possession of the Reaper that travels the Highways of Hell. The second object, Pandora’s Box, is said to be located at the bottom of the Frozen Lake of Cocytus, and the third object is the Heart of the Ruler, the beating heart of the current ruler of Hell, Asmodeus.
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Additional Vocal Performance by Amelia Duffield
Additional Voice Acting by Nathaniel Smith & Monica Strut
Lyrics:
I knew we'd made a mistake as soon as I stepped inside. I could smell the liquor on his breath;
A subtle hint of red wine. Our driver laughed, a chaotic grin on his face;
He asked us where we're going; “I can take you any place.”
“Take me home, take me home, take me home now.”
Another one for the trip, another one for the road.
“The bottom of a bottle is the lowest I can go; a girl like you would never survive the road.”
(Take me home)
My burdens are too much to bear. My spirit is broken and I'm looking worse for wear.
My bleeding heart has bled dry; another reason I'm not to be left to drive.
The hands of fate turn the wheel; poison begins to lose its feel.
Into the bones seep toxic woe; indistinguishable friend or foe.
Demons claim your rights to think; “No one forced you to have another fucking drink.”
With loose lips, ships die and sink like karma and the devil working in sync.
(I'm losing control)
“But I'm bound to Hell, and loving it.”
(Burn my body when I'm done)
“I'm having too much fun, yeah.”
Spit out your tongue. Demon of the wheel, spit out your tongue.
“Oh, the Royal Queen in the passenger seat; of everyone I've driven, you're the only one to lose their shit.”
Another one for the trip, and one for the road? The bottom of a bottle is the lowest you can go.
A girl like me, I'd never survive the road. Foot to the floor, let's make us nothing more
Pirouette to the collapse of the machine; a tragedy we should have foreseen.
Metal scrapes as it dances across the asphalt. Death laughs like he's not at fault;
Trapped inside a cage of substance so bitter. The demons cry; “we all burn together!”
We all burn together. Gimme fuel, gimme fire, get me out of this fucking car.
“Use this to draw the blood of the Baron and you 3 shall be returned to Earth enlightened.
But be warned, if used to slay the ruler of your realm, the ones you love will return but not in the way you desire. Beware the wolves, maintain the keepers of the gates or converge our three worlds, and be struck down by Hell’s rain.”
In Lore:
Jumping back down to the Rabbit Hole, we meet the Trinity as they wander down the Highway of Hell, a dried up and barren River Styx. The Trinity quarrel with each other; Rachel spirals further into her anxious state of mind as Clara berates her over trivial arguments while Ronin tries to keep them both from killing each other, but somehow ends up as a moderator for the arguments. Eventually, a white hearse pulls up to greet them; Charon, the Ferryman turned ride-share driver, who takes souls between various layers of Hell, and current possessor of the Hand of the King. Charon tells them that if they wish to take the Hand, they must first travel with him to the end of his route while he’s intoxicated. Clara argues heavily against the deal as the trauma of her parents' deaths resurfaces, but before a decision is made, the Trinity are attacked by a swarm of demons and are forced to take Charon’s deal to survive, boarding the hearse, commencing the ride of their lives.
Tires screeching, bottles downed, the Trinity scream down the River Styx aboard Charon’s chariot as they fight off demons. While Rachel incapacitates and Ethan slaughters, Clara clings on for dear life as Charon screams down the road, wavering drunkenly both from intoxication and to shake off the following demons. As they reach the climax of their journey, they unforeseeably run off the road as Charon swerved to avoid Two Keepers pursuing a bounty, and crash the hearse. Charon believes the Trinity’s debt has been paid, giving them the Hand of the King, but heeds the warning of not using the Hand on Earth against its current ruler in fear of opening up portals between worlds. The Trinity flee the scene to avoid combat with the Keepers. The Two Keepers rummage their way through the wreckage to Charon, who informs them of the Trinity’s plans to dimension jump, and begin to tail them on their journey.
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Lyrics:
It's all about the; he said, then she said; “verity broke him beyond repair”.
But since I learnt the truth, I've never seen clearer. Murders, lies and alibis sent me to the depths of the Hell and more. You think I'm weak 'cause I was caught off guard? You should have walked away when you had a fucking chance.
“You think you're a big, bad man
For taking down one man
Let's see how you go against a fucking girl.”
And I will never: Bear the coffin, walk with shadows, drag the mud, no, not for you.
You should learn to walk before you start to run your mouth, fuck you.
You talk a lot of shit for someone in melee range.
Forget what he ever said about murder being arduous to the innocent; it's effortless for me and everyone who's walked in my shoes or died being crushed by them.
I don't have cruel intent, I'm just sick of people saying I'm weak.
He should have told all you motherfuckers to fear me.
Sons of God, you can try to put me down;
The only thing that can kill me died at your oh so righteous hands
All the evil in the world couldn't stop me now.
“I cannot wait to crush your throat and watch you choke ‘cause I’ve been…”
Stabbed, shot, burned and dropped from the highest floor by the people I adored.
They knew he couldn't be stopped; their biggest problem was his subtle flaw.
I've tried to hold my patience and anger, but a loss of love and life has brought back the rain.
My heart doesn't break; it collapses under the crushing weight of everything they've ever done in a flourish of pain.
“When I crawled my way through hell with a target on my back, I didn't think that I'd be returning to this world empty-fucking-handed. So while I commend you for thinking you're up to par, lemme fuckin' show you that the ‘reaper's bitch’ has got it, hah.”
Nor hell a fury.
He should have told you to run from me; I can’t feel a thing.
I am done playing the angel; you took everything, so I’ll take everything from you. Equivalent exchange, you motherfucker.
My pain; displayed in a beautiful array of violence, that surpasses your darkest fears.
In Lore:
The fight begins; Rachel fighting the transformed DeGraver and killing anyone daring enough to come close, and Rōnin and Clara fighting off security forces while the two battle. As the battle rages on, Rachel becomes more and more aggressive, becoming more and more violent in her attacks. The Rōnin and Clara turn the event site around them into a battleground, devastating their foes in theatrical destruction. Rachel’s fury surpasses DeGraver’s ability, and he falls against her might. Rachel, goes ballistic on the fallen ruler, killing him with the Hand of the King, knowing full well that the consequences of said actions will lead to a bridge between worlds, with the intention that maybe she will be able to bring back her love as she continues to stab DeGraver long after he’s dead. She collapses, crying over the corpse of the man who killed her love. Rain begins to pour heavily, and the crowd begins to rally around the Trinity. Rachel eggs them on for a fight, knowing that she’d decimate anyone who would dare come near her. Clara and the Rōnin try to approach her, but she lashes out at them, injuring them both with her dark angel form. However, before she could do any real damage, the storm raging above them strikes two bolts of lightning down; one in a nearby building, and one in the centre of the crowd. The audience makes way for the figure emerging from the crater made from the lightning; the Green Eyed Keeper, slowly making his way forward to the stage where the Trinity are. Rachel snaps out of her breakdown to focus on the potential new enemy, and the Rōnin raises his sword to him as he approaches, but before he can attack, the Keeper takes off his mask, revealing it to be Julian Hardy, Rachel’s lover. Rachel stares awestruck, somewhat hesitant to believe it’s really Jay before them. The Trinity asks how he’s ‘alive’, and he begins to briefly summarise for them, before ripping them a new one for the catastrophic dimensional event they’ve just created.
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Vocal Performance by Joe Badolato
Voice Acting by Monica Strut and Nathan Duke
Lyrics:
A king once said; "if a man hasn't found something to die for, he ain’t fit to live."
Well I died for you all, but resurrection's a bitch. What do you do when a king walks in?
Do you get on your knees, or die on your feet? Do you atone for your sins?
And the mortals sing;
Hail to the King. Get on your knees and bow to me, Do you wanna die for nothin’?
Do you hear those trumpets Gabriel's playing for me?
A king needs a Queen, and Clara my dear, will you sit on this throne again?
Can I be forgiven?
C: “Of course my love.”
SB: “Well then, let the reign begin.”
J: "Oh, great".
SB: "Fucking bow."
King. First order of business; die.
Live by the sword, die by thy hand.
Death rides a horse of pale white; tyranny reigns as the worlds collide.
Bodies of mortal are merged with the throne; kneel to the crown, or die by the stone.
Heaven has no place in this realm. Corpses burn bright; a signal fire for the foes.
Death rides a horse of pale white; he's coming as the King's hand of the right.
Hail to the king. When over is thy reign, you will all remember my name;
Sherlock Bones: true king of the Devil's Throne.
Let the rivers run blood, and be purified by the fire, royal flames, of the great divine.
And when you pay in your death, you shall be revived.
The Hellhound merged worlds so he can never die.
The mortals, the monsters, you all sing;
A kingdom needs a king and a queen and with all this misanthropy I think we’re a perfect fit.
“Let the tyranny begin.”
“Here comes the thunder.”
Samsara ignites the flames of an ancient throne. Throw fire, throw stone, the crushing of the bones.
Mortality has never quite been in my grasp, but I'll make sure you'll all feel it when I clap my hands.
Three worlds kneeling isn't enough for me; 7 billion living, dead, and the inbetween. This isn't Heaven, nor Hell, this is my tyranny.
“A parting of the clouds brings us a figure to challenge the king of his throne, of his claim. The Narrator who paved a way for the Trinity, paints the final picture for you all to see.”
Streets are overrun with minions of the King; darkness casts a shadow, hope is quickly dwindling.
"These worlds were never meant to merge 'til I was ready to reign; your claim to the throne is feign.
For I am the one who set the apocalyptic clock I gave you keys to the gates knowing you'd all fuck up".
The King screams; "I choose who lives or dies. My power is everything".
“Pathetic.”
Quickly cast aside in the pale light, A king and queen fall, like they were pawns all along.
Horrified, the Narrator reveals his true name: Baphicho, King of the First Reign.
“Oh sun, so silent, you showed us the heavens. But at the summit of our divine, we see a mountain inverted; a lie.Now the skies deep red, encircled with anger, collapse upon the world does an evil, fallen from its manger. Or is it rising to an apocalyptic climax? As the ground is scorched by the blood of the innocent and the hated, the skin of the earth; stripped off its back. The Hand of the King, fools gold as it were, has torn the boundaries of God's will to form my new world; the voice of Narration, and I prologue the last tale;
"I am not a man, but a god, The First Gloom, I am King Baphicho. Thank you Trinity, for releasing me, For tolling this world's final bell; Heaven hath come, but not before Hell."
Prepare for finality.
Heaven hath come, but not before Hell.
Rip the earth's soul from its carcass, tear the earth's heart from its core.
Blood rains down from hell above, as heaven burns below.
I'll see you all in the new world;
Apocalypta
Trinity, you've doomed us all.
In Lore:
With his formal return to the Mortal Realm, Sherlock proclaims himself the new ruler of both the Mortal Realm and the Rabbit Hole, and asks Clara to be his Queen once again. She of course accepts, and the new King begins his reign, but in doing so divides the group.
What comes is a week-long war as Sherlock and Clara rage across the dimensions, aided by DeGraver, Encey, and reluctantly Jay. The Panel remain absent, with their Gatekeepers acting as mercenaries. Rachel joins forces with a group known as the Dark Angels; mortal Valkyrie warriors and Gatekeepers who had been removed from Heaven and fallen from grace.
On the 7th day things take a shift; in a battle between Rachel and Sherlock’s forces, The Narrator finally emerges from hiding after watching Sherlock setup his kingdom. In a turn of events, The Narrator deposes both Clara and Sherlock, revealing himself as King Baphicho. The group realise that they haven’t made a kingdom for Sherlock, they’ve made a kingdom for King Baphicho and his new unified world;
Apocolypta.
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Lyrics:
"I have awaited you three; watched and mourned as you've travelled across my land with decimation and barbaric cruelty. Yet, I am captivated by you, Ronin; for someone filled with tumultuous thoughts, you have managed to stay alive. You have kept them from a fate bleaker than death, commendable, but the time has come to pay, and it is I who shall be rewarded by your demise. I’ve come for blood, blood, blood..."
“Oh, shut the fuck up.”
Hallowed be thy name.
Stop talking like a cunt, how does thy blade taste?
I said I’d never go back, but I guess I’m used to being pushed to the point where I fucking snap.
Step back, empty the mag. Fuck the ‘shoot to kill; I go for the kneecaps.
Done playing advocate, I tell you I’m hating it. The disdain I feel? You’re feeling it
Shoot the messenger, I’ll fucking shoot back; drag your head to the curb; teeth smashed like glass.
"Have you ever felt a chainsword cut through you like a pig against a blade? Well, feel the pain.”
Die motherfucker, die.
Bite down, hold your tongue; take two steps back, know your fucking place, you fucking rat.
I find pleasure in this, scratch the itch; addicted to gutting you like a fucking pig.
Comin for your spine, locked on like Predator. Bull in a China shop, call that Berzerker.
Rain down fire, God like in power. Crows’ll peck at your corpse; call that a murder.
"I have stared upon the face of humanity; I have deemed you all deserve to fucking rot"
“Nah.”
Swallowed up by the abyssal dark, I emerge from the void to tear the shadows apart.
Your problems aren't mind, I don’t care for yours.
Comin with the chainblade, 12 gauge, going for the rib cage
Call yourself a king, I’m coming for the crown, let’s go.
Despite being down and out, you can't seem to quite fucking get it.
Dragged my balls through glass, pent up emotions, so you can fucking feel it.
Deep breath as the knife goes in, and twist; masochistic ritualist.
You call yourself a god, a king, well you can call me 'behemoth'.
Drop in, I'm killin' ya. Blurring' the line between hero and villain, division ya.
Call it attrition, but I am the God, the religion of ‘runnin' and gunnin' ya.
If death made riches, I'd be a motherfuckin' killionaire.
Take out stocks in body bags 'cause when I'm done you'll be alone;
I'll rip him off his throne, tear down his kingdom; his throne of souls.
Hell's tyranny is overthrone through the worst pain he's ever known.
Comin’ back, unloadin’ with the AK.
Poppin’ off like New Years; all spray.
When you die I’ma grab the best play
Conquered this, now we’re movin; eave-lay.
“The devil's heart is mine to keep; I'll leave this hell with tyranny.”
The devil's heart is mine to keep; here comes the pain.
Die motherfucker die.
In Lore:
Climbing the Tower of Babel, the Trinity meet the ruler of the Rabbit Hole, Asmodeus. Clara and Rachel assume they think they’re being led to a trap, but Ethan assures them they’ll be fine. Alas, upon reaching Asmodeus, he tells them he’s lured them to him so that he can kill specifically the Rōnin himself. The Ronin and Asmodeus launch into combat, and Clara and Rachel begin fighting Asmodeus’ minions. As the battle rages on, Asmodeus continues to arrogantly express victory, but Ronin's rage gives him the upper hand, and Asmodeus begins to realise he’s losing an uphill battle. The Rōnin, fuelled by the rage from having to deal with Clara and Rachel’s constant arguing, and dealing with grievances of his own, finishes off Asmodeus with barbaric cruelty, not quite killing the Demi-God, but incapacitating him enough to take his heart for the ritual, carving it out with the Hand of the King. The Narrator emerges, instructing them to begin the ritual now that they have The Hand of the King, Pandora‘s Box, and The Heart of the Devil. Rachel asks him if he will be joining them in coming back to Earth, and he tells them that he’s bound to the ethereal realms, and that once they are back on Earth, they’re on their own. A roar from an onslaught of Asmodeus’ forces comes from outside the Throne room, and the Trinity prepare for battle.
The Two Keepers reach the bottom of the Tower of Babel just as the ritual begins, watching the clouds swirl and lightning crack as the portal begins to open. The one with Green Eyes expresses they haven’t much time to stop them. The one with Grey Eyes oddly verbalises that it’s ironic that they’re going to the highest floor to stop them from going to the realm of the living, but the other ignores him, and the Two begin the climb.
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tearing down your reality.
you devise a broken system,
all in favor for all to fail.
manufactured by selfishness,
justify a necessary evil.
death to the ego.
reveal the soulless cast.
save your breath of a thousand words,
i have no sympathy,
no bleeding heart for you.
lay in ruin for all eyes to see the end.
lay in ruin for all eyes to witness,
to see the end of you.
tear it down,
tear it all down,
tearing down your reality.
you devise a broken system,
all in favor for all to fail.
manufactured by impulsive lies,
only to justify a necessary evil.
lay in ruin for all eyes to see the end.
lay in ruin for all eyes to witness,
to see the end of you.
tear it down,
tear it all down.
tearing down your reality.
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It’s all going wrong. Got a sandpaper tongue I don’t know what I want, but it’s not this.
Cause I keep waking up. With this pain in my lungs. Everything fucking hurts
& I don’t want this.
Cause I keep losing my time & I don’t know what to do. Cause I still rely on you.
So I lost control. Took a quick trip down a rabbit hole & I just can’t help myself
I don’t need anybody’s help. How bad does it have to get. Before you need some help for it.
I just can’t help myself. I don’t need anybody’s help.
Cause I keep losing my time & I don’t know what to do. Cause I still rely on you.
Can let you see me like this. The stains of years on my skin. I just can’t scratch the itch,
Can’t get feeling to go. Cause it’s so much worse when I’m alone,
Soaks through my lips into my bones & makes a person I don’t even know.
Cause I still rely on you & I don’t know what to do. Cause I still rely on you.
Cause I keep losing my time & I don’t know what to do. Cause I still rely on you.
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Dancing by Kaos Kollective:
Kate Hannah
Bee Minett
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Megan Frazer
Allexis Kabia
Claude Lazo
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Amanda Li
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Candice Yang
Leoni Hilton
Kiki Gan
Lyrics
We fight for everything we have. I’m sick of eating all your scraps
I wish I wasn’t as hungry as I am. But I want what’s coming to me
Won’t somebody give me what I want. A little bit of luck in a rigged game.
Cause I’m the only dreamer in the world. A little bit of acid in the sick bay.
Won’t somebody give me what I want. A little bit of luck in a rigged game.
Cause I’m the only dreamer in the world. A little bit of acid in the sick bay.
I’m not the one that you wanted. I’m the one that you got. I’m only just getting started.
This party’s kind of boring, I found out where the door is.
You’re all so laminated, stainless nothing seems to want to stick to you.
Who else made it out? Stick around and find out.
Cause I want what’s coming to me. Yeah I want what’s coming to me.
I’m not the one that you wanted. I’m the one that you got. I’m only just getting started.
I’m only just getting started. Crawling my way to the top.
Won’t somebody give me what I want. A little bit of luck in a rigged game.
Cause I’m the only dreamer in the world. A little bit of acid in the sick bay.
Won’t somebody give me what I want. A little bit of luck in a rigged game.
Cause I’m the only dreamer in the world. A little bit of acid in the sick bay.
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Tear me to pieces
And swallow me
Cause I can’t kill all the anxiety
Tear me to pieces
I’m on my knees
Cause I can’t kill all the anxiety
I’m suffocating and I can’t break free
Flying through the static
like a bat out of the hell in me
30 seconds longer till this
medication dies on me
I can’t see the end
These voices don’t make sense
I can’t fall asleep please help me
Tear me to pieces
And swallow me
Cause I can’t kill all the anxiety
Tear me to pieces
I’m on my knees
Cause I can’t kill all the anxiety
I’m suffocating and I can’t break free
Life’s so fucking fake
Die for what I hate
Before it’s too late
Drowning in the data
allocated to the worst in you
Never lost my faith
until the day i realized the truth
My Heroes all are dead
And I now I can’t forget
I can’t fall asleep please help me
Tear me to pieces
And swallow me
Cause I can’t kill all the anxiety
Tear me to pieces
I’m on my knees
Cause I can’t kill all the anxiety
I’m suffocating and I can’t break free
Life’s so fucking fake
Die for what I hate
Before it’s too late
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Engineered by Mikey Arthur
Vocal Production by Steven Cannatelli
Additional Vocal Performance by Lauren Babic
Additional Voice Acting by Monique Pym
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Directed by Colin Jeffs
Produced by The Gloom In The Corner & Colin Jeffs
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Make-Up & Prosthetics: Renee Schulz and Selena Hema
Additional Prosthetics: Bridget D’Agata
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Lyrics:
Drowning in my own trepidation; leave me here to die.
Swallowed up by sin; I can't seem to sink or swim.
Stuck somewhere in the in-between; I'm finding it harder to breathe.
I feel the cold clog my veins in this lake of ice.
Sink down until I hit the floor. I'd call out for help, but I fear I'd be doing wrong.
Bury yourself deep within the pain; no one needs to see who I am again.
'Cause all it does is bring the world disdain.
Burdens weigh my feet as I sink like an anchor to a chain, like an anchor to a chain.
My sins weigh me down like a cross upon my back.
Every hour passing by, puts me further in my mind.
How am I meant to survive when I feel barely alive?
The cold seeps deep into my bones, I just want to feel at home.
My burdens weigh my feet as I sink, like an anchor to a chain.
How am I meant to survive, when I feel barely alive?
Breath in and let three breaths out, like the ocean tide, it comes in waves of doubt.
Let three out; make me feel alive.
The wings I bare have weighed me down.
I can reclaim my life, but I’ll never feel alive.
In Lore:
The Trinity make their way to the Lake of Cocytus, where a great battle rages between the army of Asmodeus and another demonic faction. Stepping forward into No Man’s Land, the Trinity wade their way through the warzone to the edge of the lake, where they are separated in the chaos of the combat. Dazed and shell shocked from incoming bombardment, Rachel staggers towards the centre of the lake, fear running through her veins. The Ronin, fully engaged in combat with demonic forces, calls out to her to stop, but she’s hit with a second bombardment, breaking the ice beneath her, and the Ronin and the Queen and only watch helplessly as she sinks into the lake. As Rachel sinks, her anxieties and fears begin to escalate; cold water fills her lungs as she apathetically struggles to make her way back to the surface, somewhat believing that her own internal torment is what’s weighing her down. As she sinks further to the bottom, slowly losing consciousness, she sees Pandora’s Box, and swims over to it with the intention that when the others find her body, at least they’ll find the device that they need. Wrapping her arms around the Box as she fades into oblivion, she spots a splash from above, and the Ronin swims down to save her, dragging both her and the Box back to the surface. Clara drags them both from the lake, and the Trinity continue crossing the lake, heading towards a modernised reconstruction of the Tower of Babel.
Meanwhile, the Two Keepers inspect the hole in Cocytus that Rōnin and Rachel emerged from, using sonar binoculars to see if Pandora’s Box has been taken or not. They have a short squabble, but finally agree that the Box has been taken, and they realise that they’ll be doing a dimensional jump ritual involving the heart of Asmodeus, and they continue on to the Tower to stop them.
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Take aim
Your to blame
Was it worth it?
Afraid
Troubles rise to surface
In turn
When we burn
Is it worth it
To throw it all away?
An oath etched in stone
The things that I made known
I saw you sink so low
Such a pitiful disgrace
You love to listen but you never want to
hear the truth
I will deliver to you
I will deliver the knoose
You love to listen but you never want to
hear the truth
I will deliver the knoose
Dead letter
The shame
With the fame
Was it worth it?
The weight
Of betrayal on your shoulders
So torn
You were warned
Was it worth it
To throw it all away
You love to listen but you never want to
hear the truth
I will deliver to you
I will deliver the knoose
You love to listen but you never want to
hear the truth
I will deliver the knoose
Dead letter
Take aim
Your to blame
Was it worth it?
Afraid
Troubles rise to surface
In turn
When we burn
Is it worth it
To throw it all away?
You love to listen but you never want to
hear the truth
I will deliver to you
I will deliver the knoose
You love to listen but you never want to
hear the truth
I will deliver the knoose
Dead letter
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Engineered by Mikey Arthur
Vocal Production by Steven Cannatelli
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Additional voice acting by Taylor Barber & William McAteer
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Lyrics:
"Bear one another's burdens, so fulfil the law of Christ." Galatians 6:12
The burdens laid before us fulfilled nothing but disgust.
"We say we have no sin, deceivious, the truth is not in us." 1 John 15:12 [paraphrased]
Reads the book that lied, God sees no forgiveness.
Nor did he see me, blood eagled on the cross
"Who sheds the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed"
God made man in his image? Well I see our reflection and we’re lookin’ ‘Promethean’.
You thought you'd kill me, because you thought you had a chance?
Because the good book said I'm not your fellow man?
You say what goes around comes around; if we're going to hell, I'll see you on the way down.
You see what goes around comes around; if we're going to hell, then I'll see you on the way down.
Blessed by a king, long live his throne; coveting me for breathing fire, breaking bone.
He led us to a haven where we could rest our heads; a haven of angels, of those beaten Death.
For years we battled with the ones who kept us down; but their foundation was crumbling; an Echo usurped the crown.
Giving it to the people, law and order stormed the grounds; he crushed our foe, but lost a life, his own.
Old friend of mine, for what it's worth, I'm higher now than the flames we made to burn them down.
You say what goes around comes around; if we are going to hell, I'll see you on the way down.
You wanted God? Well you've got him now. And the wrath I bring shall destroy and bring you down.
You say what goes around comes around? The time has come and I'm burning you fucking down.
You call us beasts, you call us swine, with tongues of daggers and a narrow mind.
When you look at us, do you see yourselves? Is that why you're scared? Is that why you fight?
So you keep us heathens in the dark, so you can prosper in the light, but what happens when you burn out the sun; will you see the damage you've done? The monster's not us, it's what you've become.
You wanted Gods, well you've got 'em now, and the wrath we bring shall destroy and bring you down.
“I am Elias DeGraver…”
“And I am Atticus Encey.”
“The time has come; The Order's come to put you down.”
You say what goes around comes around; if we're going to hell, then I'll see you on the way down.
We were gods above you all; the monsters in the dark that made your skin crawl.
But we will hide in the shadows no longer; this world is ours, long live The Holy Order.
We're higher now than the mortals that brought us down.
Order.
In Lore:
The origin story of Elias DeGraver and Atticus Encey is a dark and gruesome tale; in his adolescence, the church DeGraver was a part of ostracised and attempted to murder him when they discovered his supernatural abilities, seeing him as demonic and a false messiah. In response, Encey, an ancient Gloom that, much like Sherlock, was reincarnated in DeGraver, emerged from DeGraver, and turned on his friends and family, burning down the establishment with everyone in it; only he and Encey survived. Wandering the streets alone, DeGraver was taken in by a chapter of the Holy Order and converted to their religion, being taught that monsters and supernaturalists are better to mortals, though DeGraver still saw them as equal. Over time, DeGraver and Encey rise through the ranks of the faction, soon becoming the President of the entire global organisation in the events leading up to Jay and Sherlock’s demise.
After the Sect’s disbandonment, and the exposure of the supernaturalist community to the public, DeGraver and the Holy Order take charge as an official government agency, tasked with assisting and aiding their community on a worldwide scale. Despite all this, the Order and its community are still frowned upon by the mortals, and after some time, DeGraver and Encey stage a worldwide coup, taking over all governments and military, bringing the supernaturalists to a level higher than ever before in history.
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I can feel the distance,
Between the here and now,
And the hereafter.
Like life in an instant,
Legacies like grains of sand.
In an infinite ocean,
Tossing and turning endlessly,
In perpetual motion,
Until it's our time to surface,
From underneath.
Why am I always fighting gravity?
If everything is where it's supposed to be,
Then why does space just feel so incomplete?
If everything is made to fall into place,
Why am I always fighting gravity?
I can feel the balance,
Between then and now,
And what's to happen.
Such a fragile system,
Like life in an instant.
If everything is where it's supposed to be,
Then why does space just feel so incomplete?
If everything is made to fall into place,
Why am I always fighting gravity?
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I feel like I’m the chosen one
Always hunting for the crown
Reaching further
further past the sun
Into oblivion
Undeniable passion brings great fortune
The genie’s free but he brings burden
Every wish that comes true, creates a cannibal
Blistered fingertips
From the edge of the flames
Until nothing remains
Blistered fingertips
Like a moth coming back again
How can I catch up when I’m chasing nothing
And I’m falling so far behind
Searching for a way to feel anything
And I’m barely gettin by
I can’t let it go
Lost somewhere in life
I can’t let it go
How do I rewind
Into oblivion
Where did I go wrong?
Looking back at memories
Judging every move I ever made
Mourning all I’ve missed
tellin myself it comes again
Telling myself I’ve reached the end
I’ve conquered all
there’s a throne waiting with my name
Into Oblivion
Give me more
never enough, never enough
Into Oblivion
never enough, never enough
it’s never enough
How can I catch up when I’m chasing nothing
And I’m falling so far behind
Searching for a way to feel anything
And I’m barely gettin by
I can’t let it go
Lost somewhere in life
I can’t let it go
How do I rewind
Into Oblivion
A fire that never burns out
A blade that never dulls
Oblivion
I can’t let you go
I want More
Never enough, never enough
Give me more
It’s never enough
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Directed by Orie McGinness
When our time was stolen
our years were golden
7:40 and i'm starting at the ceiling
and I can't move at all
Eyes wide open but I wish that I was dreaming
of a world were you stayed
The night before you left I saw you one las time
but I couldn't see through tear filled eyes
Couldn't bring myself to say goodbye
Show me the way to go on without you there
Anywhere I don't care
when our time was stolen
our years were golden
7:40 and i'm drowning in my feelings
and I can't move at all
Eyes wide open cause I know you didn't mean it
and you just want to stay
The night before you left I saw you one las time
but I couldn't see through tear filled eyes
Couldn't bring myself to say goodbye
Show me the way to go on without you there
Anywhere I don't care
when our time was stolen
our years were golden
Wave after wave of the pain
I know we share in forever in repair
when our time was stolen
our years were golden
I don't want to stay forever in repair
Show me the way to let the colors in
Show me the way to feel alive again
Show me the way to on without you there
Anywhere I don't care
when our time was stolen
our years were golden
Wave after wave o the pain i know we share
forever in repair
when our time was stolen
our years were golden
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Isolation
The world has kept the chosen ones free
Safe from storms that rain down on me
The coming winds of catastrophe
Face the beast or find no peace
Descend into madness
Shattering glass into fragments
Locked eyes watch me writhe across the floor
Pick up the pieces come back for more
In the mirror, a blank stare
No ones there, no one cares
I pretend that we share
A smile that does not exist
My obsession
with the darkness in my reflection
I always see
the worst in me
Breathe in breathe out
Drown in self doubt
it’s always in your head
but it’s only in your head
I’m oblivious of who I am
All I’ve known is internally dismembered
An unconscious savior
Apathetic
To a point it’s pathetic
The memories fade away
Devouring brighter days
In the mirror, a blank stare
No ones there, no one cares
I pretend that we share
A smile that does not exist
My obsession
with the darkness in my reflection
i always see
the worst in me
Breathe in breathe out
Drown in self doubt
it’s always in your head
but it’s only in your head
Defeatist
The damage is done
but it’s back for more
Defeatist
Meet your defeat
You’re nothing without me
Lay my demons to rest
They’re only in my head
Breathe in breathe out
it’s always in your head
Breathe in breathe out
but it’s only in your head
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Bloodshed
Violence, is our national anthem, destruction is the American dream
civilization torn, torn apart at the seams
A chromatic view treated as a disease
Your hatred defines the mind of the weak
Who decides the rules that we play by
No one stays within the lines
Forced to reach for each other’s throats
Bloodshed, all we know
Bloodshed
There’s no brothers
And no sisters
Just enemies
and monsters
Division grows stronger, with every headline
You see what you want to, and choose to look aside (choose to look aside)
Who decides the rules that we play by
No one stays within the lines
Taught to reach for each other’s throats
Bloodshed, all we know
Crawl back in the hole you dwell
Farewell
Farewell to conformity
Farewell to division
Farewell to tyranny
Farewell to corruption
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Our tainted waste has made us deface
Humanity once more
from the ashes they return
to settle the score
Ignorance
(ignorance) fuels this fire
No forgiveness, selfish empire
(Built to explode) blistered from head to toe
(Exterminate) all we have ever known
The worst is on its way from hell
I feel it coming on
God has yet to show itself
The devils already won
The devils already won
Strike the last match
Born destroyers, no turning back
Kill, Kill Everything
All of Our demons, are running free
Strike, strike the last match
Born destroyers, no turning back
Kill, Kill Everything
All of our demons are running free
The worst is on its way from hell
I feel it coming on
God has yet to show itself
The devils already won
How fortunate
To miss out on all the fun
Thanks arsonists
The party has just begun
Dance in the flames til were gone
The devil has already won
Dance in the flames til were gone
The devil has already won
Strike the last match
Born destroyers, no turning back
Kill, Kill Everything
All of our demons are running free
Strike, strike the last match
Born destroyers, no turning back
Kill, Kill Everything
All of our demons are running free
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Every night, I like to see how long I can go (‘til I disintegrate)
pick myself apart, piece by piece, dying slow
Isolate, inner voices so loud, hard to ignore
Isolate, time slips away, behind closed doors
It forces me inside
Under the storm, I wither away
Pick up the pieces
One by one
They tell a story
Of a world undone
It was written without an end
Locked in a world with no way out
This is not a life, it’s a fight to survive
Hollow, hollow vessel
Leave me with my demons to wrestle
Shut in, as day fades into night
This is not a life, it’s a fight to survive
Hollow, hollow vessel
Leave me with my demons to wrestle
Every night, I like to see how long I can go (keeping my sanity)
Before I open my eyes, awake again, in this black hole
It forces me inside
Under the storm, I wither away
Pick up the pieces
One by one
They tell a story
Of a world undone
It was written without an end
Locked in a world with no way out
This is not a life, it’s a fight to survive
Hollow, hollow vessel
Leave me with my demons to wrestle
Shut in, as day fades into night
This is not a life, it’s a fight to survive
Hollow, hollow vessel
Leave me with my demons to wrestle
Hollow, hollow vessel
Leave me with my demons to wrestle
In a dogfight with myself, I’m playing out of bounds
Teeth are showing,
Rage is growing,
stand my ground
You’re down for the count
Down for the count
Down for the count
Down for the count
The new album 'Curse of Existence' out now
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Set the world on fire
So Helpless
When did we lose control
Of the blood
that boils through our bones
The coming flood
Will it drain you or sustain you
Break free from this cell
Stronger than god
Savior of self
We could set the world on fire
So carry me out of this hell
Hear the call of the fallen
Drowning in a wishing well
Sanity swings
From the guillotine
Backs to the wall
Fuck em all
Let it fall
This is for the iron hearts
Let it fall
Steel sharpens steel
Let it fall
This is for the iron hearts
Let it fall
A light you could never kill
We could set the world on fire
So carry me out of this hell
Hear the call of the fallen
Drowning in the wishing well
We could set the world on fire
So break on out of your cell
Hear the call of the fallen
Only you can save yourself
Suffering to strength
Sickness to health
Stronger than god
Savior of self
Iron hearts
Iron hearts
Steel sharpens steel
Iron hearts
A light you can never kill
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I consent to nothing if you’re just going to nitpick me every single chance that you get to bitch,
you insist. Enough of all this shit. You couldn’t fix me with help from anything that you give and you’re twisting my wrist to force the pieces fit. Puzzled the unlinked but dragging through the distance. Wishing you listened enough to understand. Some of the symptoms have left me with a sickness I’m giving to each and every single one of them but
I’m not done. I’m not giving up.
Give in to me. Give it to me.
If I say that I’m quitting, don't pity for me. Pity for me.
If this is all that life has laid out for me then I deserve to feel the worsening decrease.
See, if I was lost I’d climb to the tallest peak and ask myself if it’s more worth it to hide or seek
and what’s been lost has found to be hurting me more than I ever could imagine. How could it be?
If pleasure’s gone then let me go back to sleep ‘cause I don’t want to have to wake up to this vacant mourning.
Distraught and I can’t seem to flee from this and what not. I’ve caught a virus in deceit. What if I’m possibly a victim? A broken concept seen and unreported. Systems, diminishing indeed.
If pleasure’s gone, I’ll make my own fun but I can’t seem to release inconveniences underlined.
When will I feel like I felt before all of this? When will I be better for myself?
Can I still offer the others help? Am I still me? Am I someone else?
Am I still me? Am I somebody else?
Well, who’s to say if nothing’s important? There’s a burning air surrounding me.
I'm all that I have in this and if this is all that life has laid out for me then I deserve to feel the worsening decrease. See, if pleasure’s gone, let me go back to sleep ‘cause I don’t want to have to wake up to the vacant mourning.
I’ll make my own fun when I give in and when it gets out of my enclosure. Pinned. Caught.
Give in to what has been calling your name.
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How’s about a round for all of these atrocities I’ve made to become everything that you’ve held in disdain.
The question isn’t “When will this all end?”
It’s more like “Why did I happen to live?” Through all these convictions rotting my system. All these conditions, one and the same but I have a feeling I can’t rely on anything but the sound of your voice.
Medicate me with a beating.
I don’t ever want to feel your grip release.
Desperate as I’ll ever be for your unconditional love for only me. Think of all the instances. The day to days. We’ve spent every single minute thinking we could play pretend but in the end it all makes sense for us to just give in to intuitions testing us for and our resilience to the burdens. They’re hurting me.
I don’t think that we could ever be the same but still I seem to only crave your unconditional love for me.
Your unconditional love for only
Time tells nothing except to be still.
Will you kill me when I’m under your spell?
Everything pestering. Throw me away. I'm alone. All alone. Tethering tender meat unto the beast of your love. It’s all wrong. It’s all wrong how we constantly show these defeats to the ones that we love. When will we finally learn to retrieve all the thoughts that we want to leave behind?
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Just watch. You’ll find yourself in a rut. A guilty crutch. I really wish I would have caught you in the act. Of course you would have avoided me. At the very least you could have been true.
Killing for fun. Drinking the blood of your brothers simply to prosper.
Giving to ones you think you love. Sifting through mud. Indulging all you wanted.
Spilling your guts isn’t enough. I want your blood. I want your fucking head on a log. I want you gone.
I won’t give up until you’re suffering on.
Why would I wonder why you withstood the guilt? I think about it more than I care to but if we really were to pull the chord then they’d finally see the insides out of you.
Of all the times that I tried to find the light in the worst of situations, I’d be lead by the blind and definitely denied the courtesy of anyone kind defending the likes of anybody.
Depravity to anyone who ever crosses us. You’re going to know the cost of your involvement in betraying your own. Now you’re alone.
Burying it in won't fix a thing about this. Everything you did will never be forgotten.
You tossed away our friendship like you meant to flee from the problems created. The problems that you left us.
Agony to you and yours to endure. Your presence was always the worst and I assure your quarrels are to be immersed and non-reversible for all of your days.
Was it enough for you to stuff all your pockets with funds of the ones that had become like your brothers?
Have you ever succumbed to doing something deceptive?
Are you always above the ones you talk to impressively?
Pretentious as fuck for being such a dependent but it must have been luck that you had won for a minute ‘cause there’s no where to run.
For you are stuck with your sinning and the thought of your loss that you have caused will be grinning. Every time that you pause you’ll think of all that you’re missing and it’s only your fault. There’s only worse that I can share about you.
Was it enough?Was it enough? Was it enough? Was it enough for you to kill us for fun? Take all you want. Leave us with none. Enjoy your fucking life.