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Exhibit A
277
Trance
Exhibit A was released on January 27, 2026 by 7368749 Records DK as a part of the album Exhibit A - Single
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Release DateJanuary 27, 2026
Label7368749 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM130

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DEAD WITNESS
DEAD WITNESS
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DEAD WITNESS
DEAD WITNESS
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DEAD WITNESS
DEAD WITNESS
Engineer

Lyrics

This isn't a prayer
It's a curse
A public execution of lies
A declaration against a system
That bathes in blood, wipes its mouth
And calls itself God!
We asked for a future — you answered with bullets
From the rotten hand of "authority," trained to murder truth
Thirty thousand voices erased for saying "enough"
You hid behind "order"—
No, this was straight-up execution, planned, signed, and carried out, shut the fuck up
If your religion tells you to hit a child
Then fuck that religion — burn it, bury it, piss on its grave
If your leader preaches death from a pulpit
Don't say faith
Say terrorist regime in holy drag
You turned cities into shooting ranges
Turned night into your fucking accomplice
You murdered while chanting verses
Then said "fate decided"—
No, you Satanic bastard, you decided. You pulled the trigger
Your religion is filth!
Your faith is a fucking meat grinder!
You sold God
For power, oil, and your collapsing throne!
Who murdered this nation?
The so-called believer with a gun!
The Islamic Republic of Satan
Burned it from the inside with bullets and bullshit scripture!
Paid killers, rented piety, state-issued morality
No soul, no God — just payroll and brutality
Night prayers, dawn executions, noon sermons, dusk corpses
Murder is routine business in your holy-fascist factory
A child's shoe by the wall
And you're still talking about paradise?
Shut the fuck up
Any heaven built on blood
Is hell, you ignorant motherfuckers
In the name of martyrs
You flooded streets with blood
Then called it "duty"
No — you're butchers in uniforms
History already named you: regime-fed demons
Thirty thousand graves
Under a lying-ass flag
Thirty thousand mothers
Strangled by grief, eyes burned hollow, minds destroyed
You slaughtered children
Then rebranded it "security"
Fuck this system
That survives only by drinking children's blood
No mobs
No chaos
No street revenge
We're coming with receipts
Names
Faces
Signatures
Bank accounts
Money trails — fucking airtight, global
You won't get martyrdom
You won't get heaven
You'll get exposure
You'll live
Long enough
For the world to study
How the Islamic Republic of Satan manufactures monsters
You thought killing bodies
Would kill the movement?
You're fucking stupid
Every body you dropped
Turned into a raised fist
Coming back to smash your legitimacy
We are not numbers
We are not statistics
We are wounds
And wounds rot
And rot spreads
Until your entire filthy system collapses from the inside
Judgment Day is coming!
Not revenge — exposure!
Murder in God's name
Is Satan's work, not faith!
Judgment Day is coming!
Not blood — truth!
Not noise — evidence!
Not rage —
The total fucking death of your legitimacy!
Written by: DEAD WITNESS
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