Aria & Ammo

Aria & Ammo is champagne spray on bass drops, silk dresses sticking to sweat-slick skin, and strobes slicing through midnight. A symphony of sweat and serotonin—where operatic flair meets club-floor chaos. It’s not just a party, it’s a crescendo. 💃🔊🍾

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Artificial Kingdom

Where AI writes the verses, fans worship the illusion, and the king questions his own reflection. Every beat is flawless every feeling, fabricated.Welcome to a reign built on code, not conviction. 👑💻

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Aureus XIII

Marble busts smoke, leather seats hum, and every verse drips with decadence, doubt, and digital delusion. It's where ancient glory meets modern vice status without peace, pleasure without purpose. 🍷🕊️

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Blood & Dust

Blood & Dust a raw outlaw folk-western forged in grief, grit, and gunpowder, where every track rides hard and dies honest. 🌵🔥

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Desierto & Desire

Desierto & Desire a Western × Tango odyssey where boots meet heels, bullets meet passion, and every song dances on the edge of love and ruin. 💃🤠

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Empire of Excess

From velvet ropes to shattered mirrors, every track flexes gold-plated highs and spirals into narcotic lows. This is the gospel of grandeur gone hollow opulence echoing through an empty throne room. 💰🥀

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Eternal Echoes

When memories fade, the melody remains. AI sings what the soul dares not speak. Forever looping. Forever longing. 🎶♾️

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Échos Éternels

Là où le cœur humain se perd, la machine se souvient. Des battements recréés, des émotions simulées. Éternels, mais jamais réels. 🕊️💔

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Frankfurt Crimewave

When the sirens fade, the bass still hits.
AI echoes the silence of the streets.
Cold. Ruthless. Timeless.
Frankfurt Crimewave.💸🔫

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Hoosier Dreams

Hoosier Dreamsis barefoot on fresh-cut grass, lemonade lip-smiles, and sun-warm melodies that feel like home. It’s a front porch daydream, all golden hours and easy laughter good vibes bottled in song form. No drama, just joy on vinyl. ☀️🪕🍓

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Iron & Echo

Iron & Echois concrete breaking under bare feet, midnight lungs filled with fire, and resolve echoing through endless halls. It’s discipline dressed in distortion, heartbreak sprinting in cadence, and pain polished into purpose. No finish line, no forgiveness. Just sweat, silence, and the war within. 🥀🔥

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Lace & Reverb

Lace & Reverbis where powdered wigs meet powdered vices. Candelabras flicker over spilled champagne, harpsichords melt into doo-wop, and beneath every note lies a trust fund’s guilt. It’s legacy laced in lust, and elegance echoing through empty marble halls. 🎼👑💊

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Old Money Beats

Velvet curtains whisper, Negronis sweat on polished oak, and every bar echoes with legacy, lust, and late capitalism.Old Money Beatsis where inherited wealth meets existential boredom prestige without passion, power without direction. 💼🍸

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Outlaw State of Mind

Outlaw State of Mind a gritty, no-apologies country record where rebellion rides shotgun and the law ain’t worth the ink. ⚡🤠

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Rich Mind, Broke Soul

Rich Mind, Broke Soulis luxury stitched to loneliness, ambition bleeding through black velvet. It's gold teeth grinding over broken promises, neon guilt humming in backseat prayers. Every bar is a bruise in designer, every silence a symphony of pressure. No applause, no arrival just hunger in harmony, pain made platinum. 🥀💸

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Separate Ways, United Hearts

Where silence becomes language, and love survives between the lines. Distance divides the bodies but the code keeps the hearts in sync. 💌🌫️

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Thanatophobia // Thanatophilia

Thanatophobia // Thanatophilia is blood on velvet, candlelit nightmares, and the soft hum of morality dying. It’s a descent masked as a symphony rituals in reverb, guilt turned gospel, and pleasure sharpened to a blade. No heroes, no heaven. Just shadows dancing. 🔪🕯️🖤

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Vidi, I Fornicated Thy Mother, Veni

Vidi, I Fornicated Thy Mother, Veniis aristocratic filth at its finest. Velvet cuffs soaked in vice, powdered hands gripping crystal goblets mid-debauch. It’s a battle hymn for the scandal-born—no gods, no laws, just whispered threats and vulgar poetry beneath a powdered wig. Sin never sounded so sovereign. 🍷🗡️💋

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