The New Hitmakers: How Social Media Is Rewriting The Rules Of Music Discovery
Chris Page - 05 Jun 2026
My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult Universal Blackness
My dear that is not an act of love Expressionless...faces Staring at the novelty Nobody's foolish enough To shed a tear Incidental music Sick Sick Smell it in the air Everywhere It helps us forget the hate Reassemble stories To enter centuries Words lose all meaning We grow old While timeless tick Tick Tick Incidental music Sick Sick Smell it in the air Everywhere It helps us forget the hate For all those that forget God There's a burning hell For all those that forget God There's a burning hell Be one of us I was half out of my mind I didn't know what I was doing I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick Expressionless faces Staring at the novelty Nobody's foolish enough To shed a tear (tear...tear...tear...) There can be happiness beyond death You've got to believe me There can be happiness beyond death You've got to believe me There can be happiness beyond death You've got to believe me There can be happiness beyond death You've got to believe me Everybody has to die Everybody has to die Everybody has to die Everybody has to die You've got to believe me For all those that forget God There's a burning hell For all those that forget God There's a burning hell I was sick I was sick I was sick I was sick Everybody has to die (I was sick) (Weird chanting) Be one of us Be one of us
