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NOXGRIM

NIGHT IS ETERNAL · GRIM IS WHAT REMAINS

Two voices, one skull. One holds the face. The other stopped caring.

NOX is the silence. GRIM is the voice underneath.



Two sides

NOX

Says yeah and passes the salt. Holds the face, holds the door, holds it all in. Not the demon — the one who lives next door and pays the rent.

GRIM

What comes out when holding stops working. Not a second rapper. Same throat, no filter.

NOX never cried, so GRIM learned to bleed.

The full lore

Collaboration

CINIS

Clothing in small numbers, fragrance later. An independent label NOXGRIM works with — not a rack of band shirts.

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