Slaughter of Man

Borderland  - Words & Music: Pravinand Maharaj aka Johnny Minstrel

There’s a wire fence running east
Keeping Eden out of bounds
And he speaks unto the least
Like a Sermon on the Mount
And as the living often do
Find a million ways to die
I was born loving you
A truth I still deny

It’s my inheritance they say
A house with many rooms
But I be homeless night and day
Until I’m in the tomb
Behind that solid door
Something else lies in
And when you open up you know
It was the same old thing

Now you and I we learned
That freedom’s golden chains
Caused Paradise to burn
And we both took the blame
Still shaken from the fall
And I can’t get back up
They all are prison walls
Everything I touch

I’m crawling through the sands
To the setting sun
Into the Borderland
Where shadows overcome
Into the Borderland
Where shadows overcome


Borderland

I know nothing

Glass Veins

This one is a cover of my previous song "welcome home dad" from "Breathe" album. Done different, enjoy.

AgeRage - Welcome Home Dad v2

Ambient Bite 49

A track I wrote to demo the new Axe FX Quantum 3.00 beta firmware and the Diezel 4x12 V30 (front loaded) cab that will be included in the 'Heavy Hitters Collection'.

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Melodic prog-metal/rock demo! Axe FX Q3.00 beta demo & OH HHC DZL

We Share This Hatred

Artist: Les Discrets
Album: Septembre Et Ses Dernières Pensées
Released: 2010

Lyrics:-

Les sanglots longs
Des violons
De l’automne
Blessent mon cœur
D’une langueur
Monotone.
 
Tout suffocant
Et blême, quand
Sonne l’heure,
 
Je me souviens
Des jours anciens
Et je pleure ;
 
Et je m’en vais
Au vent mauvais
Qui m’emporte
Deçà, delà,
Pareil à la
Feuille morte.

Lyrics (English):-

The long sobs
Of the violins
Of autumn
Hurt my heart
With a monotonous
Languor
 
All suffocating
And pale, when
The time comes
 
I remember
The ancient days
And I cry
 
And I leave
Into the bad wind
Carrying me
Within, beyond
Very much like
The fallen leaf

Chanson D'automne- Les Discrets

Monochrome

What's It To Ya'?

What's It To Ya?

"𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴.
𝘐𝘯 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺; 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭.. 𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵, 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨; 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘢𝘭." - 𝙍𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙏𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙚 ✍🏻✨

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Chanson D'automne- Les Discrets

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