Kings of Dark Desires - Fallen Hero

Cosmic shroud flickers,
fill the heavens,
with the weep of the beast,
mourning procession departs.

The seed in moist flesh,
sown consciousness rise again,
from darkness the eternal substance
takes shape of a man.

Bring my craving to the goal,
carved by wind and time,
on mountain of creation,
set the fire

Seeking the strength of blood and the divine,
way of the calvary and iron stars,
we are the shape of eternity,
while over the forehead only the milky way ride.

With blood-stained,
descendant of my flesh,
becomes yearning nocturnal.

The will is grown
tall towers have fallen
now when the shame evanish
the supreme being is call me

Fire....

At midnight gate, absolved of sin,
perfection, where soothing oblivion aid,
aimed at conquest, forced to obtain,
before the word was made.

Seeking the strength of blood and the divine,
way of the calvary and iron stars,
we are the shape of eternity,
while over the forehead only the milky way ride.

Bring my craving to the goal,
carved by wind and time,
on a mountain of creation,
set the fire

The will is grown
tall towers have fallen
now when the shame evanish
supreme being is calling

VOLFDRAG - Pristine Fire

Island Theme

Whisper to me

Bild von Clker-Free-Vector-Images auf Pixabay. Beat Battle hosted by https://soundcloud.com/nufunklab

B Birls:n:Goys (Beat Battle 61 on discord)

On reflection I'm not sure you can dance to this... Think yourselves lucky this was over 10 minutes long until I got brutal with it.

Spiral

"So you want to know how I feel..?"

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This is probably my best work this year. 
Hours of music and practice, 
And it's all coming close at the end if year. 
Maybe I need to climb higher up the precipice.

I feel trapped under a surface,
My sight growing a bit blurred,
Maybe I need time to resurface,
My own words feel heard. 

I wonder if I'm just exhausted,
Am I just making excuses?
Will I reach beyond that point that's frosted?
Am I just hurt from all these emotional bruises?

I feel like sleeping,
Maybe I need the rest,
Everyday a feeling of tiring,
Something needs to be done for the best.

I'll make sure my next song is harder than a test.
How else to step higher than the rest?

Endlessly Exhausted

Part two remix of the original by Waves of Eleven on Sondcloud

Double Sided Duct Tape UNKNOWN SOUNDS/Waves of Eleven

Lyrics~

Cyclical

Miracle

Tryna make the world a-new

Tryna make a man outa you


Fear installed 

Sheer enthrallement 

Tryna make a fiery brew 

Tryna make a christian jew


Cynical 

Pin him down 

Tryna make his decency 

The prison of dependancy

Of an enemy of honesty 

Of an enemy of conning thieves 


You fell over 

Stumble on a 

four leaf clover 

over and over, do it over and over 


In a shoegaze craze

Where the wicked dialute their ways 

Send em all around the town 

To the sleepers living upside down 


2nd chance 

The deadly glance

Arose from the chosen ones

What grows from the frozen minds 


Sad romance

At first glance 

Then you see the reasons why

And you feel a subtle sigh 


So do I


My first upload with the new Taylor I bought. Naturally, the sound this guitar emits opens up new doorways for me, which includes using a pick. For some reason I never saw the need to use one, but after getting a little more used to it I can tell that it will come in handy with enough practice. 





So do I

Smoke & Fire...

Had I known it was just a dream at the time I would never have crept up those winding stairs clutching the trunk tight to my chest. I reached the light-room and unlatched the doors, which snapped open in the reckless winds, the ocean there beyond swelling with malice. A salty haze rose from the rocks far below and I lifted the trunk letting its lid fall open and watched as a dozen colourful butterflies uncrumpled and took flight; your old clothes, just for a second and then falling into the sea.

My Heart is Broken For You (A Dozen Colourful Butterflies)

These songs are old now though even when they were new they seemed faded and dusty, dressed in cobwebs like cluttered junk forgotten in the corner of some attic. I clearly didn't know what I was doing and that at least hasn't changed.

My Heart is Broken For You (A Dozen Colourful Butterflies)

A Tape Collage For Eloise

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