Lyrics I Lived First
Mirror work — meets meltdown — meets magick
(Scroll down for song lyrics)
🖤 GORGEOUS was my first full album — Lyrics live in its own tab.
Now I’m writing FVNERAL
It’s not just an album. It’s a burial.
Each song is a ghost, a Major Arcana Tarot card reversed —
a false self built to survive.
You’ll also find standalone songs here —
about mirrors and magick, rage and release, trauma and more.
Every one of them was a spell I needed at the time.
Maybe one of them is for you, too.
I’m slowly adding lyrics to everything I’ve made. The music is streaming on all platforms.
If you’re here reading — thank you.
The other pages?
Just bones I left behind for anyone still digging.
Always writing more. Check back in — I’m a Scorpio. I die often, update accordingly, and if that fails, I die again.
Crow holds the FVNERAL gate.
Leave the light on
The Smallest Word in God’s Mouth (Yod) — Lyrics From Upcoming FVNERAL Album
The FVNERAL pauses for fire; it’s the match-strike between denial and truth. Crow says speak it or be eaten by it. This track names the wound so the healing can’t hide in poetry. Tiny letter, massive shift. It’s chaos magick. Yod asks three questions: Would you still do it if nobody knew? Does it clear confusion or cause theater? Is it the smallest move that works? — This is where FVNERAL takes a eulogy break and starts cutting truth loose.
Baby God Armor — Lyrics
Built from the oldest protection ritual in the book and remixed through chaos magick, it’s what happens when prayer gets a beat drop. Cleanses your field, reboots your will, and leaves you humming like a freshly saged modem.. Side effects may include clarity, laughter, and spontaneous boundary upgrades. A devotional you can dance to—equal parts spell, sweat, and serotonin.
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.
The Cross + The Pentagram – Lyrics
This blog opens the ritual body of The Cross + Pentagram, a somatic alt-rap track that reclaims two sacred symbols from fear and misuse. It teaches the body how to mark itself holy using breath, chant, and touch—turning trauma into shield, and memory into flame. This is a nervous system anthem disguised as a rap song. It’s a map back to your altar—yourself.