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Adventures of a Commoner

by Last BeNeVoLeNcE

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Arcane Soulchild Dope beats, dope rhymes what more could you ask for a solid album🔥🔥 Favorite track: Quintessential Charm.
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crescentxmoonlight Listening to this track reminds me of my childhood. the realization of how fast time passes makes me nostalic for the good old days. Favorite track: Sorry Vista.
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I know, I know, I know X2 That's why I'm just goin' solo X4 Microphone check, please tell me where we at/ Kick a rap with the bass in the back/ If you take a nap earn yourself a slap/ Hear the boom boom bap, with a snare attached/ Boom boom bap, yep a snare attached/ Never ever will you hear me with a simple rap/ Never ever will you hear me with a simple clap/ Pass me a track with raw hi-hat/ Watch me snack on a track/ Like the beast titan had came to attack/ So, excitin' as matter of fact/ Fly through tracks like ODM gas/ Rip it so fast, no one can see me past/ Can't challenge me with simple crap/ Make a sweet beat in a simple snap/ Come find me for a price on a track/ A little bit of change of pace is okay/ Drop a itty bitty track, and expect no pay/ Hey, hey, hey, wait don't go away/ I just gotta a few things that I wanna say/ Got a few fans, and a few who hate/ with a few new things now on a new plate/ Spent some time away in an old place/ to adjust myself to livin' life this way/ Smooth like butter, sweet like a nice day/ In the heat, keep it cool like an ice tray/ When you speak, keep fools off the mic, kay/ Please sleep when a dumb rap might play/ Now I'm not going cray cray/ but the Radio's soundin' like a baby's playdates/ Put my songs on, I can play, mate/ I'm hear to stay, no matter what they say/ People really didn't wanna hop on this/ I guess I just have take care of my business/ (I know, I know, I know) X2 Stay positive even if I'm dissed/ Refresh the rest like breezy mist (That's why I'm goin' solo) X4
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Sometimes I have those times when I can't get/ Exactly what I want and since I ain't no bandit/ I have to wait patiently, and just manage/ My cravings, off and on, like a light that's just damaged/ But when a beat drops, my rhymes just can't quit/ A real MC can rock any topic that can hit/ Rappers talk bout how much life is damaged/ But I'm speakin' about food because man I famished/ [Verse 1] I can go for a really good sandwich Some crispy fries with some buttermilk ranch dip Past me a cheese pizza topped with feta and spinach/ Mixed with cheese stuffed crust and buttered up breadsticks/ My appetites not to be messed with/ Best with italian seasonings on my greens,and I hope I can sauce up them things Gyoza dumplings, and garlic parmesan wings/ Give me Turkey breasts that stuffed with crust and plus carbonara and some cheddar but not too much Lemonade squeezed with blades and donuts that are glazed/ Told you, I'm hungry, no need to rephrase/ Ravioli, or peanut butter and jelly/ Perhaps stromboli, or a cheesy souffle and then ya sold me/ Homie, you know me, I'm a simple man/ We can grab some Tonys, but yo here's the plan/ [Hook] Kindly, pass me the plate/ I ain't talkin about sob stories or dates/ Or some stress of late/ Only food I ate, or food that would be great/ So pass me the plate/ [Verses 2] The ideal breakfast, could be with a burrito/ Pepper jack cheese, eggs, bacon and chorizo/ Pancakes, aren't foreal, but here's the deal/ We can go with french toast or eggos for a meal/ Lunch could be a trio, burger with the fries that are shaped like a waffle/ I won't believe my eyes if you say that is awful/ It can be surprising but I love me some noodles/ But they have to be spicy with dual/ Chopsticks, I can't rock with anything stuffed with chocolate, I need more options/ Here's the hot topic, instance Japanese/ chow mein sprinkled with seaweed/ I'm not smitten with candy of any flavor/ However, I can't turn down gummy lifesavers/ But it's just not food to me and real foolery/ Is pineapple on pizza, what you tryna do to me/ Oh my goodness, I forgot about dinner/ Spicy Fried chicken will prolly be the winner/ But if it is the winter, I'ma have to take egg nog to my innards/ lickin' up the inside of my cup like a lizard/ And Deep fried gizzards, Dairy Queen-- where you put my cotton candy blizzard/ I could even dig middle eastern dishes/ Shawarma is dope, hummus is delicious/ and I can almost always go with filipino food/ adobo, or sisig I hope I don't sound rude/ Cuz Koreans can throw down too/ Whether its sushi or street bbq/ But dude, [Hook] Kindly, pass me the plate/ I ain't talkin about sob stories or dates/ Or some stress of late/ Only food I ate, or food that would be great/ So pass me the plate/
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[Verse 1] If only work didn’t suck so much, it’s just such a slug/ just getttin up, it sucks/ wakin in the mornin’ yawnin and complainin’ it’s borin’/ Every single day, goin, leavin, leavin’ and goin’/ Treated like pawn and it make you wanna groan and/ pause for moments use words like doggone it/ sing a sad song and go on and on and on/ No time to moan instead pass the mic back/ I really wish day jobs wasn’t like that/ It ain’t quite like as if we can strike back/ Like the empire did to the rebels in I-Max/ Theatres, if you get my point/ This is real life not insert your favorite fantasy of choice/ I can move hearts, just by speaking with my voice/ Make the shackled feel free and the sad rejoice/ But when it comes to work/ Man, I’m just dirt/ I’m talkin’ Entry-level sand, here is what I’m worth/ I could think of many grand ways for me to turn/ this into a positive thing, like how I had to learn/ How to get my lazy butt to do the dishes/ My dad likened them to villains that I could diminish/ Being a hero was something that took my interest/ So next thing you know, I had the sponge and I was finished/ But the funny thing about occupations/ they only go away when you takin vacations/ That’s temporary relief of frustrations/ Mondays always return with no patience/ And then, you can do it all get again/ Rinse and repeat, wash the glass of an end/ Where the work week blends off to the horizon/ Where Friday shines at you and Saturday is just smilin’/ [Hook] But if only…… Work didn’t suck [Verse 2] If only work, didn’t suck/ We could drive a truck, have fun and run amuck/ Well, maybe that’s too much, but just by a touch/ A job shouldn’t have to feel like it is a crutch/ We rely on it so that we can function/ Yet we’re obstructed by our lack of freedom from it/ So, for me, I’d like to change it/ I’ma data center tech, but with some imagination/ I’m the guardian of a space station/ Near the planet Palma, I protect the ancients/ Knowledge and data, from evil trying to take it/ Dispatching heroes to the planets to save them/ ......I thought of this at work and it was dope/ Then my boss called me and the immersion was just choked/ Will I try again? Maybe? Nope./ I remember school like--dude, it was a joke/ So much of us, wanted to grow up/ I was the only one at graduation feelin’ like throw up/ Now, I don’t feel tow up, but still bills will show up/ every single week, like yo what—/ Is the flippin’ deal/ and doesn’t it occur to you that it’s a sin steal/ Yet you show up in my wallet like a thief foreal/ I demand an explanation and a meal/ But let me guess, that cost money/ and money has to come from a place that’s not funny/ We call it work, so we work til it hurts/ sometimes we get a meal but were treated like jerks/ But with no explanation/ I guess I didn’t make enough to make the payment/ .....Remember? I wanted a meal and explanation/ but I couldn’t make the payment/ [Hook] If Only-- Work Didn't suck
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Sorry Vista 05:39
[Verse 1] When I was little I would wake up in the mornin'/ Like as if I was my dadden, and happen to be just snorin'​/ All evening, and even things would just seem like it was alright​/ No stress and it was the best, when I got rest in the night/​ I preferred the rainy days, sometimes when it was pourin​ I didn't have many friends, I pretended that I had more then/​ I really needed, and indeed it seemed it worked/​ I Never really cared much for playing in the dirt/​ Instead, on my favorite saturday mornings around 6/​ I'd wake up and power up my precious Sega Genesis/​ I had about 8 games, but man it was like bliss/​ Playing through Sonic 3, while I was sitting amidst/​ The sun rays that shone through my window as I played/​ From left to right, dashin’ from Angel Island to Launch Base Always Beatin' my score from the week before/ ​ It was all we could afford because we were poor/​ See I, left out the part that it was 2001/ ​ No matter what I had I still found ways to have fun/​ Sometimes, I asked my dad if I could have a brand new Dreamcast/ ​ However, I knew it was too much for us to just grab/ ​ When I was 9, teary eyed I asked my dad one day/ ​ Why didn't we go to Disneyland like kids my age/​ He simply replied that we just didn't have the money/​ I'm glad he was honest instead of hustlin' to druggees/​ ​ ​ My mom and dad called that place sorry vista, A small town reminiscent of where heroes start adventures/ Spent most of my young years here and it appeared Like a place I could go to shed my tears Funny thing, some people don't know that it exist/​ Next to a base that holds government intelligence/​ There's not much to see there when you go to visit/​ But, if you do, I promise you might catch a glimpse/​ ​ Of what I’ve seen... (CHORUS) What I seen, what I seen, What I seen.....​/ In the days when I was young and I was free/​ Maybe you will see that small piece of me/​ From the days when I was young and I was free/​ And What I’ve seen What I seen, what I seen, what I seen, what I seen As a kid, gazin’ at the mountain peaks Listening to the sounds of that time we would leave in the days when I was young and I was free/ ​[Verse 2] I used to love the smell of autumn and spring/ ​ I still do but allergies get in the way of those things/​ I remember when I was in middle school and it was cool/​ Riding my bike home there was this place I ran through/​ That would remind me of the forest in my favorite game/​ Phantasy Star Online, I played it almost every day/​ Episode one was like the best place to grind/ ​ And Episode 2 was cool enough to make you lose your mind/​ I was in my teens then and every weekend/ We had my best friend over, playing Gamecube and sleepin’ in/ Late nights, sneakin’ to the corner store for snacks/ Adult Swim anime bingin’ is how we relaxed/ When I was at school, sometimes I’d find a place to hide/ to daydream of romantic things, and watch clouds drift by / Serene, now It seems like it was all just a dream/ And now my team is much different than when I was thirteen/ My mom and dad called that place Sorry Vista, A small town reminiscent of where heroes start adventures/ Spent most of my young years here and it appeared Like a place I could go to shed my tears Funny thing, some people don't know that it exists/​ Next to a base that holds government intelligence/​ There's not much to see there when you go to visit/​ But, if you do, I promise you might catch a glimpse/​ Of what I’ve seen [CHORUS] What I seen, what I seen, What I seen, what I seen.....​/ In the days when I was young and I was free/​ Maybe you will see that small piece of me/​ From the days when I was young and I was free/​ And What I’ve seen What I seen, What I seen, What I seen When I was a teen—listenin’ to beats/ gazin at the clouds, wind brushin off my sleeve/ ​in the days when I was young and I was free/ [Verse 3] I returned when I got older to find things were much different/ I guess this place existed in the past of my existence/ Thinking of that time just brings me back/ I didn’t stress about the bills or how to pay what I was taxed/ But, the thing about nostalgia, it looks so rose tinted/ Like there were better times in the past and I admit this/ That I have fallen for it, now I know the past ain’t perfect/ But reflection from time to time has it’s purpose/ But, My mom and dad called that place sorry vista/ A small town reminiscent of where heroes start adventures/ Spent most of my young years here and it appeared/ Like a place I could go to shed my tears/ Funny thing, some people don't know that it exists/​ Next to a base that holds government intelligence/​ There's not much to see there when you go to visit/​ But, if you do, I promise you might catch a glimpse/​ Of What I've Seen.... (CHORUS) What I seen, what I seen, What I seen, what I seen.....​/ In the days when I was young and I was free/​ In that place you can see that small piece of me/​ From the days when I was young and I was free/​ And what I’ve seen What I seen, What I seen, What I seen When I was teen—listenin’ to beats/ gazin at the clouds, wind brushin off my sleeve/ ​in the days when I was young and I was free/ (CHORUS) What I seen, what I seen, What I seen, what I seen.....​/ In the days when I was young and I was free/​ In that place you can see that small piece of me/​ From the days when I was young and I was free/​ And what I’ve seen What I seen, what I seen, what I seen, what I seen/ As a kid, gazin’ at the mountain peaks/ Listening to the sounds of that time we would leave/ in the days when I was young and I was free/
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​[Verse 1] I used to count stars, believin That I could count on them​ Long lonely walks at night, looking for answers then​ Never had much green in my pocket/​ Never saw more than 9 bucks an hour for my profit/​ Radios wouldn't play me and girls wouldn't date me/​ Despite that I think that things have changed lately/​ But with my controller in hand, I lived countless lives/​ my skills danced across challenges countless times/​ Some say I lie, some say I'm childish I/​ say no blades, instead let's clash with minds/​ Battle of the century, we can call this/​ 'Cuz wars in our memory, caused many loses/​ In the last hundred years, gosh many lost it/​ Some for ego, some maybe for profit/​ But, if you're listenin' to this little gem/​ You'll be glad to know that I flow unlike the rest of them/​ ​ [Hook] Somedays, the skies are grey​ Somedays, the skies are blue​ ​ ​ ​[Verse 2] I could tell a tale about a time in my life/​ When every single thing didn't seem like it was right/​ Workin paycheck to paycheck, I had 2 jobs/​ And every little thing was making me feel like I was lost​ So, I thought, maybe maybe I could find me some love/​ a happy ending like fairy tale, that's wat's up/​ But, I just got over a lady turning me down/​ Full of energy, I thought she'd flip over my frown/​ So I moved on, and guess what? Things got worse/​ My car broke down, I got sick and in trouble at work/​ Looking at the clouds askin' what did I do to deserve/​ All of this, maybe I left someone broken and hurt/​ Then outta of the blue, in a way I didn't expect/​ I met this girl, made my world stop just for a sec/​ Seein' her pretty smile, thinkin' will this last for life/​ Fast forward, now that girl is my beautiful wife/​ ​ ​ ​ [Hook] Somedays, the skies are grey​ Somedays, the skies are blue​ ​ ​ [Verse 3] Switch the topic, I rock it like moshpits/​ My words sporadically hit hard as I drop it/​ Round 2, I'm a little indifferent/​ They say that's the opposite of love, I say it isn't/​ The opposite of love is selfishness/​ Mixed with a bit of pride and self interest/​ So, tell me tell me, what you do you think this is/​ Let's call it a gift, the last benevolence/​ That's my name, I hope that you're wearin' it/​ Out 'Cuz people we're in need of it, apparent, yes/​ Nothing too soft, nothing too hard/​ something in between would be nice but so far/​ we haven't really made it, but I'm okay with it/​ Perfection will only come when the new system's bringin' it/​ When that day comes, hopefully we make it/​ And never again will we ever have to say this/​ ​
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I got stories for days, and I can tell them chronogically/ But, I prefer them on beats that rock it slow ironically/ I can think of just the perfect tale for this situation/ One of true love with this--uhh--beautiful asian/ Princess, I met in an unexpected instance/ A heart more precious than any of your dreams or visions/ If loneliness was pale, she brought more color than prisms/ she flip the BPM of my heart to a new rhythm She was like the DJ that kept my heart spinnin' and the more she played, the less I'd see the next song without her in it/ But, to be honest, I never dropped the whole tale/ At least the real one, the last version was just fo' sale/ And I don't mean to derail off of the subject/ But, this is the only way you'll spend your saturday just buzzin' Thinkin' about lovin' and what it brings to the table/ And I assure you, the following is not fable/ She had Long brown hair and beautiful brown eyes/ Mirror-mirror on the wall, please don't lie/ Who is the fairest of them all in sight?/ Perhaps this girl, that I have in mind/ Is she sweetest of all hearts, and most beautiful of minds?/ Mirror-mirror on the wall, please don't lie/ Who is the fairest of them all in sight?/ Maybe--just maybe, it's this lady that I like/ In another song, I mentioned about a time when I was sick/ Throwin' up my guts and dealin' with mudbutt, and I had wished/ That things would look better as I was under the weather/ Didn't seem like I had it together, thinking he was clever/ My homie, Dom, was like, dude, something cool must be in store for you/ Your recent news is prolly due for a metamorphorsis soon/ And I was like, cool, bring on the blessings/ My car is down, my job and situation is double stressing/ An associate I knewwell--I guess you can call him a friend/ Swung by the crib and started talkin'--well--braggin about his plan/ To meet with his girlfriend, traveling to a distant land/ Lookin' at me, exclaiming "I got the tickets in my hand!"/ I know your lookin' and I could hook you up too, man/ I know some people who know some people could get you out of this jam/ After some prayer, we set out a couple of months later/ Didn't know I'd meet her like that, a moment I had savored/ She had Long brown hair beautiful, brown eyes/ Mirror-mirror on the wall, please don't lie/ Who is the fairest of them all? This shy/ Little princess I'm in love with, that's RIGHT!/ Is she sweetest of all hearts, and most beautiful of minds?/ Mirror-mirror on the wall, please don't lie/ Who is the fairest of them all? This kind/ Little princess, I'm in love with, that's RIGHT!/ There were no schemes or plans that were grand--So, it just happened/ That I found love, something out of fairy tale captions/ I can think of many ways to describe my attraction/ She was more beautiful than anything I had imagined/ My mind and heart were led captive to her facets/ We connected instantly like a seat belt when it's fastened/ Of course, I saw her from a distance, the challenge/ was 8000 miles between her and me and it was bafflin' You could tell, things were lookin' up and I was happy/ Admittedly, I didn't really believe all that was happening/ She was cheeky, and she liked to call it makoolett/ A filipino expression lackin an english equivalent/ We visited places like Tag-a-tay and all that/ Went through the local malls and had some sushi that was raw crap/ But, it didn't really matter at all, it just seemed/ That the time we spent together was all just a dream/ Cuz she had long brown hair, beautiful brown eyes/ Mirror-mirror on the wall, please don't lie/ She is the fairest of them all in sight/ This princess I'm in love with, that's RIGHT!/ She he had long brown hair, beautiful brown eyes/ Mirror-mirror on the wall, please don't lie/ She is the fairest of them all in sight/ This princess I'm in love with, that's RIGHT!/
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My Day Off 05:12
[Hook] No, I don’t wanna sound crazy But this is my day to be lazy please pass the work on Lay up in the cut and yawn I need some time to chill and I’m Laid back, with a drink and rhyme Always work on-time but today I’m gonna unwind [Verse 1] When it comes to doing work on weekends, it’s easy to not/ Probably harder than a rock to be productive on the spot/ Just wanna lay on a cot and just forget about the clock/ Lost in thought, starin’ at clouds like in a state shock/ Lay and just chill, play some games, enjoy a meal/ Life can be extra foreal, take that mental apple and peel/ No need to think about your work or issues as of lately/ Or them bills that keep screamin’ like “Don’t forget to pay me!”/ I need no reminders, no calendar invites/ I just need one moment of silence up in my life/ and I think I earned it, man, I think earned it/ Send me more to do, and I think I might just burn it/ Throw away that “Penske file, ‘cuz I ain’t workin on that now/ Clear that desk, it’s best I rest with a smile/ And I’m just amazed at how people actin’ wild/ when we can just chill instead of running the rat race for miles/ [Hook] No, I don’t wanna sound crazy But this is my day to be lazy please pass the work on Lay up in the cut and yawn I need some time to chill and I’m Laid back, with a drink and rhyme Always work on-time but today I’m gonna unwind This is my day off This is my time This is my day off My time to unwind [Verse 2] Oh, we got some chores to do today?/ Nah, cancel all of that, I got some games I want to play/ It’s okay, I’ve been responsible for most of my days/ Nothing wrong with taken some time to unwind, I would say/ Every once in awhile, There is a time to just smile/ a time to work, a time to just chill for awhile/ work hard then play hard, That’s how you balance it/ but life can get so crazy that it’s just so challengin’/ Fill your bucket with rocks and then fill it with sand/ The rocks are the important things now understand/ if you fill it with the sand then fill with the rocks/ Then you’ll never have time for anything on your clock/ That’s why I take it easy when it’s time to take it easy/ Drop my stress and take a breath to relieve me/ Don’t mean to sound cheesy but we’re all chasin’ cheddar/ While,I’m with a smile doing something much better/ [Breakdown] 5, 6 o’clock, matter fact on the dot chillin’ on the spot, lemonade on the rocks You may not understand When I text you that my schedule is slammed My plan is to make no plans M.I.A. will be your man Please don’t take this the wrong way I’m just taking myself a break today [Hook] No, I don’t wanna sound crazy But this is my day to be lazy please pass the work on Lay up in the cut and yawn I need some time to chill and I’m Laid back, with a drink and rhyme Always work on-time but today I’m gonna unwind
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[Verse 1] I don't write about things I don't experience My name is last benevolence, I hope you don't forget kid As I mature pass the age of 25 and 26 I feel myself slippin' from the crowd more than previous Annual versions or Editions of myself/ Reaching out to seek the kingdom rather than my own wealth/ Staying hidden in these beats like I maxed out my stealth/ Feeling lovely in this chapter like I maxed out my health/ As well, but in honestly I don't feel like myself/ If you want to agree, I guess you're right I'm someone else/ That's the last time I worry about other's opinions But if you're bumpin' this tune you have entered my dominion Microphone check 1, 2, unlike the millions/ I don't make music about sinnin against civilians I don't run out of subjects, I can pull up zillions/ My skills set the bar though I'm not supercilious/ [Hook] But to be honest I don't feel like I belong/ I don't think that I'm a real MC with real songs/ Real Hip hop may not be me after allI feel like I'd be lying if I told you I was wrong And this is hard to write, and it's hard to admit Despite my greatest efforts and how far I have been Dealing with this personal enemy all along The infamously wicked imposter syndrome [Verse 2] I never wrote about it or talked to anyone/ About how it would hang over me like the morning sun/ Shining in my face, burning through me like I'm fake/ Made of plastic, or some substance used to suffocate/ Anybody who would cover their head with it/ Kinda like headphones with my music in it/ I know it sounds like I'm being pessimistic/ Or maybe wicked, towards myself though I know I'm gifted/ The fact with this, is like Tribe I could kick it/ But I question if I could ever be considered legitimate/ Tsk tsk, and it's not only with music/ I feel like this with everything that I am doin'/ I make video games but to me it's inadequate/ To be a real developer, man, can you imagine this/ It's ridiculous, and maddening and saddening/ Even though I'm happy, I don't really know what's happening/ [Hook] And to be honest I don't feel like I belong/ I don't think that I'm a real MC with real songs/ Real Hip hop may not be me after allI feel like I'd be lying if I told you I was wrong And this is hard to write, and it's hard to admit Despite my greatest efforts and how far I have been Dealing with this personal enemy all along The infamously wicked imposter syndrome [Verse 3] I feel like maybe I'm the one that's not real/ Like I can't drop a track that is hot steel/ Maybe it's because I can't memorize/ All the lines that write, yes yes, I mean my rhymes/ Maybe it's because I haven't been on a stage/ Since I was perhaps maybe 18 years of age/ Maybe, maybe, maybe cuz my tracks are snubbed/ By these blogs and these bobs that y'all seem to love/ And It's not because I'm worried about what people think/ I just have expectations for what I have to bring/ And if I don't beat them, then, man I don't meet them/ And Even if it seems like I do, I feel I'm cheatin'/ I'm a walking contradiction, until I'm speakin'/ But when I stop, my thoughts begins feedin'/ Eatin' at myself, though my self esteem is even/ And that's when my true identity starts recedin'/ [Hook] And to be honest I don't feel like I belong/ I don't think that I'm a real MC with real songs/ Real Hip hop may not be me after allI feel like I'd be lying if I told you I was wrong And this is hard to write, and it's hard to admit Despite my greatest efforts and how far I have been Dealing with this personal enemy all along The infamously wicked imposter syndrome
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In a world full of extraordinary people, a soundtrack for the common, everyday dreamer is needed...Especially now.


Half-instrumental, half-vocal.

This project seeks to blend the expressions of an ordinary person with that of his own imagination.

Half-imagination, half-reality.

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released November 19, 2020

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