Him

A loud, self-assured invasion - as if someone in a backwards jacket is declaring himself the king of darkness and waiting for applause. On top of money, smoke, and loans - rituals for status, where the soul is put on display with a “for sale” tag.

Here, boasting is mixed with doubt: the voice sometimes shouts “who am I?”, then grimly winks “I am H I am,” as if it has already forgotten who it was in the morning. An ironic note: greatness on the rise, faith broken, and even the devil in this story looks like a bored PR manager.

The song is like a note in a diary after a sleepless night: a lot of noise, a little ritual, a little more emptiness that they try to patch up with smoke and a clone of success. The result is a feeling of a performance where the applause is bought, and the question of the price of the soul hangs in the air like the last chord.

Composer, lyricist, producer: Powers Pleasant

Producer, composer, lyricist: Bobby Crlik

Sound engineer: Adam Clark

Mixing engineer: Nate Burgess

Mastering: Ruben Cohen

Composer, lyricist: Denzel Curry