STONE FENK
VISUAL ARTIST

IRRATIONAL PULL (Deluxe) Available November 27th. Purchase, Stream Here - https://shrptn.co/irrationalpull Shop Here - https://shrptn.co/156silence Subscribe - https://smarturl.it/SharpToneRecs Searching for some substance. I guess I’ve looked for a while. I see my suffering has grown to spread its wings and my absence is just an instance of the voidance lived with. I see vipers slither out of abhorrence in my visions. I keep pressing, I get pushed away. I’m only lessening myself with every single delay. I keep on stressing while my future decays. I pick the constant misery on replay. To think I could have fucking listened. Lucky to be fucking present. All my nights, a distant vision. I won’t carry on. Casting cold incisions on my loving ones’ opinions. Captivating me, this hindrance doesn’t care at all. Let me go. Just let me be alone. As they roam let the crows pick my bones ‘cause I know that’s all that I’m fucking worth. It never leaves. Let me go. Descending on my own. I don’t know when my woes took control but I won’t give into the fucking words that never leave. But I just want to escape. These voices. These voices tend to tear at all that’s left of my endurance and I’m hopeless. So hopeless. I can see myself ignoring this as loneliness, it curses. I’m cursed with all that’s left of my impurities, flourishing. I’m worthless. So worthless. I suspect a coming quarantine on my head. I fall back in my old ways. You can tell that I am grasping at anything. I walk off to the side, stepping on the glass that I have broken to hide from this. Let me go. ‘Cause I won’t ever relate. Let me go. https://www.facebook.com/156Silence/ https://www.instagram.com/156silence/ https://twitter.com/156Silence

track six on "in spite of", the debut LP from for your health available 2/12/21 on twelve gauge records video by stone fenk vinyl & cassette: https://deathwishinc.com/collections/twelve-gauge/products/for-your-health-in-spite-of merch: https://foryourhealthoh.bigcartel.com bandcamp: https://foryourhealth.bandcamp.com socials: https://solo.to/foryourhealthoh 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 lyrics: hoist your head up high to soak up all this poison it's never a surprise how youre always poised to revel in demise it looks so good on you ... though in falling stars lie greatest venom you can wish for death its safer than what finds you next the worst kind of weapon is one that bleeds and you bear that fucker inbetween your teeth bite down spare us the trouble bloodstains line your vintage apparel down asking price (what a shame) but breathe new life in social EKG

PRE-ORDER 'Twisted World Perspective' NOW Merch & Exclusive Vinyl: http://fallfiftyfeet.com/ Vinyl: http://heregoesnothingrecs.com/ Tape: http://dontstressflowerpress.bandcamp.com/ CD: http://darktrailrecords.bandcamp.com Socials: http://facebook.com/fallfiftyfeet http://twitter.com/fallfiftyfeet http://instagram.com/fallfiftyfeet http://fallfiftyfeet.bandcamp.com/ Filmed & edited by Stone Fenk Directed by James Becca LYRICS: You won’t know What hit you It’s gonna knock you on the ground You saw it coming Mouth sewn shut Stare in opposite directions Ears at attention You dealt me My own trick card And I find it hard To believe This was all just an accident But I know it was ‘Cause that's what I am But it doesn't relieve The pain of what you've done to me So tread lightly Just give me one more reason to stay And I'll go away You won't know You saw it coming What hit you Mouth sewn shut It's gonna knock you on the ground Sincere flattery Stare in opposite directions I'll sweep you off your feet Ears at attention And leave you begging for more from me Now you sulk in bed With regrets once again She eats it all up Your heroine But you say, "Despite the baggage I carry She's worth the pain That will never escape me" A delayed overreaction Perpetuated by my inhibitions Simple addition and subtraction Adding to the negatives Leading to our fission Nuclear fission Doors closing in my face I was right behind But couldn't keep the pace My legs go numb Collapse to the pavement As my mind caves in Who do you think you're saving? It's not redemption I'm awaiting Awaiting… Awaiting Tragic goodbyes Under less than ideal circumstances I’m sorry Sorry I fixed myself for someone else Rip it off and start again I wish I believed in an end I see this world through morbid eyes Because everyone I love will surely die Video directed by James Becca & Stone Fenk. Edited by Stone Fenk.

Directed by: Stone Fenk Music Produced and Engineered by: Greg Thomas at Silver Bullet Studios Mixed by: Greg Thomas and Chris Teti Mastered by: Will Putney Lyrics: Strike the anvil Broken fingers and shattered teeth Born to suffer An eternity of servitude This complacency breeds extinction An existence with no purpose Working these hands down to the bone Each new sun brings bitter cold Bleak and grim Light is fleeting from the sky Bound wrists with platinum cuffs Broken backs and collapsed lungs Like cattle, we follow with obedience Treading the water til we drown Break down their walls Their mansions forged in blood Confined to a world of poison Asphyxiated forever Left behind until the end Arise from muck and mire Born again in the flames of vengeance Would you die for your children? With dissent and disobedience Trading water for Higher Ground Blood will flow unto the city streets Painting roads crimson with regret Fists raised, tired and calloused To forge a future by smashing The skulls of the oppressors Pulverize all opposition Beneath the weight of the hammer

vhs cut. First video from Big Honey XLs Album 'Pound 4 Pound" Featuring Logan Sound and the legend Sodda Pop Kid. Music Video by Stone Fenk

Written by Lemonyello Produced, mixed & mastered by Dirty Golden Filmed & edited by Stone Fenk Dirty Lemon is available on all streaming platforms 🍋 http://linktr.ee/lemonyello

Metal legend Randy Blythe from Lamb of God reacts to our new single/video!

video by Stone Fenk Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MindfulTorment/ Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/7ohpZ1toAPAy4IlcdrPMXR?si=8vI0StuNSWOOSVq75HHp8A Bandcamp: http://mindfultorment.bandcamp.com/track/the-body-is-numb the body is numb (lyrics) A dying sense from the sky above, weighs on me, I tried to free myself but ended up locking myself out. We all just want to feel the wind take over our sense of apathy but it's never that simple We taste the beauty of it but never grab it, never embrace it. I've realized I may never feel alive, I may never understand why we feel this way, why were we born with a hollow body? Tripping over my own sense of reality, I feel so lost, where have I gone? I want to know everything will be ok, will everything be ok? I feel nothing, I've seen pain, I've watched the inhumanity of my existence, unrelenting desires of death in the glimpse of a mirror, I see somone looking back, only self. decaying, innermost thoughts have takin hold, as I leave my body, I'll take hold what I've loved, what I've learned, and what will become of me.

At risk of self harm, call 1-800-273-8255 Help with addiction, call 1-800-662-4357 If you need to talk you can also email us and we will be there for you as much as we can: windchimesband@gmail.com https://copenotes.com/ ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Pre-order the EP and merch here! https://windchimes.bigcartel.com/ ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Zetsubō//succumb to: I said I would never do this again I said that this was all in my head I’m worthless and I’m nothing I’m heartless and I’m numbing Everything that I have become Succumb succumb succumb I said I would never do this again I said that this was all in my head Everything that I have become Succumb succumb succumb Give up, give in, give out I gave everything I had to self doubt Who, what, where, when, why should I try Do I really want to die? Or do I want to live with the past behind me? I can’t forget what happened, that shit changed me. And I think maybe, they’re not the kind of things you just get over or even under, just hand me the shovel so I can I dug my own catacomb. Dig dig dig, deeper into the dirt God’s not helping with this one, I’ll lay the groundwork For a cautionary tale about A kid stuck in his head who couldn’t get out I said I would never do this again I said that this was all in my head Everything that I have become Succumb succumb succumb ------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Zetsubo//Succumb To" off of the up coming EP "Enervation", release date 10/30. Shot by Jessica Arce Edited by Stone Fenk Music written by Windchimes Music produced mixed and mastered by Larry Rupp Jr. Gavin Fornelli - Vocals Jordan Braverman - Drums Lucas Redick - Guitar Larry Rupp Jr. - Guitar Dillon Giesler - Bass

From the EP, "Bedlam" out Janurary 10th on Steel City Death Club Recordings. Filmed and edited by Stone Fenk Mixed and mastered by Shane Evans Thanks to everyone who helped us make this happen! Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/CuttingTiesPGH/ Presave "Bedlam" here - https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/cuttingties1/bedlam LYRICS I think it’s time I get out, change the pace So tired of this god damn headspace Sick of livin in the 9-5 race So get the fuck out of my way My eyes are lost in the city lights It’s gonna be one hell of a night Father forgive me now I keep on stumbling on the ground In love with all the sights and sounds Open up my veins, let’s paint this town Hey hey These colors are so loud Think this room’s spinnin round and round Turn the music up cause I can’t stop Let’s dance all night till our bodies drop Oh Till our bodies drop Come one Come all Down to the show Medicate yourself and just let go Yeah just let go I’m roaming around with these people I don’t know With a pocket full of leaves and some more money to blow Got myself playing Kentucky roulette I’m on the sixth shot and praying that the chambers loaded I haven’t felt a heat quite like this Since the last time I watched when the sun exploded Yeah can you hear the call of death That’s why I come in riding on white horse You’re too far in hole now And it’s more fun to make it worse Oh back at it again Up all night, got a mess of a head I don’t claim to be a prayin man But I think I’ve seen god in these hands