Chaos magick with a mother’s mercy and a crow’s accuracy.
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I love writing music because It shows me who I want to be, while showing who I’ve been.
This space is my grimoire in plain sight.
Mirror work, meltdown, magick — all braided into sound.
GORGEOUS was the first album, the scream, the first skin I shed.
This album comes with a trigger warning and lives in its own tab.
It covers sexual coercion, PTSD, abuse, and more.
FVNERAL is the burial: a double album with
27 tracks, 22 reversed Major Arcana Tarot Cards,
22 ghost burials of false selves I once needed to survive.
(still being written)
Between them, I write single release songs —
rage and trauma, mirror work, grief rituals, protection spells, and anti–people-pleasing anthems. Some are about parenting and trying not to pass the storm down. Some are about chronic pain, nervous systems, and teaching my body it’s finally safe. Others live in law of attraction, spirit animals, numerology, and body-based magick—spell-songs for the ones who feel too much and need somewhere to put it.
Everything here was written because I needed it.
If you’re reading, maybe something in here needs you too.
My songs are written by me (a Scorpio with too many journals) and sung through Suno.
The songs below are mirrors. Pick the one that stares back.
Crow watches the gate.
keep the light on.
6. SPLIT (The Lovers) — Lyrics From Upcoming FVNERAL Album
Every ghost in FVNERAL is me wearing a mask I once mistook for survival.
Under the rubble of belief, I met the one who never stopped scanning for danger—the lover who disappears inside the people she adores.
She calls it empathy, but it’s really erasure.
She keeps her heart in conditional tense: “I’ll relax someday.”
That’s what trauma does when it dresses up as devotion—it makes you an expert at anticipation.
The chameleon, the caretaker —she checks on everyone and forgets to check if she’s still breathing.
She doesn’t run from love; she studies it.
It looks like compassion, but it’s surveillance.
Every gesture asks the same silent question: Am I safe yet?
This is the Ghost of the Half-Lived Heart.
5. GATEKEEPER (The Hierophant) — Lyrics From Upcoming FVNERAL Album
If you’ve ever felt trapped by “shoulds” disguised as spirituality, this one’s for you. Gatekeeper guards the sacred so tightly she forgets to feel it—until the lock gives way. The one who preached what she never practiced. Magick meets rebellion here: doctrine melts into motion, and the teacher finally walks through her own door. Every gate you guard becomes a grave you tend—step through.
The Mirror HISSED First (Snake) — Lyrics
I was in front of the mirror when it happened: it felt like the glass talking back. The snake in this story isn’t evil; it’s honest. It sheds instead of explains. It reminds you that what strikes from the mirror came from you first. It’s the sound of the old self leaving through the throat.
This song is for anyone who’s ever feared their own reflection. For the ones who spoke cruelty to their image and then wondered why the glass hissed back. The mirror doesn’t hate you—it remembers you. And sometimes remembering sounds like a hiss.
4. COMMANDER (The Emperor) — Lyrics From Upcoming FVNERAL Album
The Commander is the ghost of overorder—the one who mistook control for care. It’s the sound of overfunctioning cracking open. A prayer for rest disguised as a confession. Strength without rest becomes a cage; this is the moment it rusts open. Fourth gate of FVNERAL—where duty turns to dust and the body finally drops the map. Control dissolves, presence remains. The world still spins.
3. SMOTHERER (The Empress) — Lyrics From Upcoming FVNERAL Album
She fed until she disappeared. This song digs into the ghost that calls care survival and love a form of control. It’s from FVNERAL, my ritual album about burying the false selves built to stay alive. A confession for anyone who gave until they broke—who mistook devotion for proof. It’s what happens when nurture turns to need, when the meal becomes a prayer, and the giver finally eats first.
2. ESCAPIST (The High Priestess) — Lyrics From Upcoming FVNERAL Album
This is the ghost that prays for signs, then ignores them. She’s the ghost that guards the veil and forgets to lift it. The Escapist hides behind holy silence, clutching secrets like pearls. But mystery without movement is just a cage underwater. The High Priestess was living rent-free in my nervous system, whispering “shhh” every time life knocked. The FVNERAL Continues..
1. MANIPULATOR (The Magician) — Lyrics From Upcoming FVNERAL Album
The second ghost still smiles while burning. They polish panic into charm, call control a kind of love. Every syllable’s armor, every silence a stage. But words can catch fire, and this is where they do. The Magician finally exhales, watching illusion melt from the mirror. Power softens. Breath returns. The FVNERAL keeps unfolding—ghost by ghost
0. HESITATOR (The Fool) — Lyrics From Upcoming FVNERAL Album
The ghost isn’t who hurt you. It’s the self that formed to survive it. The Hesitator is the Fool zipped into skin, stuck between spark and scream. This song is their autopsy — a breath caught mid-leap, a eulogy for the voice that stalled. It doesn’t beg to be healed. It begs to be named, buried, burned. The FVNERAL starts here. The others wait their turn.
Ripple - Lyrics
This one came through like thunder. I wrote it from the ribs, where the church and the wound both echo. “Ripple” isn’t about saving—it's about seeing. It’s Christ and the Devil, rage and breath, ash and gold. I’m not the map. I’m the quake. The scream. The mirror. The ripple. I wrote this to wake the holy in your hurt.