Dude this is awesome! You are extremely creative and I need some more tunes from you please! Cheers!

Had to come back for more, cant wait for the release!

Kill it like that again..& again & again..YES!!!🐙👽🔥⚡️🛸👁🐲

The quality of the lyrics could be better, but cool song!

Jupiters Notes

The Misadventures Of Bushrod Gitts

Coffee House Horse

kill an offended believer

Just tweaked some synths in Ableton and recorded the improvisation

Inside Ton618

Inside Of Outside Now

This is an older track with a heavy emotional load for the band.  
We wrote this in remembrance of a Father, Husband and good Friend. 
We Miss you  
RIP

Fade Away

The album is imbued with a gloomy atmospheric post apocalypse. Alien monsters from dark worlds have taken over the world. Every few thousand years, a dark portal opens and they come for their harvest.

Redemption Sun

This may be our hardest-hitting song, to date.

Into The Ground

The Ballad Of The Death

Song origin: 

Sir Black’s face went mik-pale as he exited his time machine into a new dimension. 
“Why is this time machine broken and sending me to other dimensions?” he asked, scratching his head.
A dismember voice from a dark hall creeped in saying, “Yeeowser, sur! We thinks youssa torn between Earths.”
Sir Black spun a circle. “Who said that?”
“Tee Hee. Tee Hee…” replied the same incourprial voice.
Sir Black’s breaths quickened and his voice shook. “Who are you? Show yourself.”
“I am a splinter. A shadow on the wall. The dark abysmal shadow swarming from the hall.” the creeping voice said.
“I have a knife,” Sir Black warned.
“Oh, sweet little girl, I can not save you from your pain. Bear me no ill will for I cannot save me just the same. Ooowee! I says, I cane not… no sur-reee I cane not save yuhhhhs!”
Sir Black’s brow furrowed. “Who are you calling a little girl? I'm a grown ass man, my good sir.”
“Whhaaaahhhhtttt?” howled the voice. “No. no. no. Not again. Bleak nightmares! An ode to something I once adored.”
“Haunted voice of this torn between Earths, you be too vague and nebulous.” Sir Black said.
“Bleak nightmares,” the voice said again. “An ode to something I held before.”
“Tell me please, who are you?” Sir Black begged with folded hands.
“Oh, yousa want our name sur? Yousa want to know? Foul intrusion of meat and blood and other moistness wants our name?” the agitated voice asked. “I am nightmare Governor Urth.”
“Stay away. This is the last knife!” Sir Black replied. 
“Wait. Did you say the ‘last’ knife?” the voice asked.
“I did.”
“Eeeek!” The fleeing voice trailed down the hall. As it faded, a clank of tin smacked upon the floor. It rattled to a soft silence. Sir Black walked to the shiny round object and held it to the dim light. Upon it read, master reel of Blackurth the imfamous industrial metal band's, You Creep In.
Sir Black rushed to his time machine and quickly disappeared. 

Song lyrics: 

You creep in blood-shot eyes.
You creep in, but this is the last knife.
You creep in slither slide.
You creep in, but this is the last knife.
Splinter is the shadow crawling on the walls.
The dark abysmal shadow’s swarming from the halls.
Sweet little girl, I cannot save you from your pain.
Bear me no ill will, for I can’t save me just the same.
Sweet little girl, I cannot save you from your pain.
Promise me that you will not save me from my pain.
Bleak nightmares. An ode to something I once adored.
Bleak nightmares. An ode to something I held before.

You creep In

This is our Heavy Metal - Progressive tune. It is a heavy dark 11/8 and 11/4 time signature piece, and it matches perfectly the middle-eastern and northern Africa refugees' stories that adventure themselves in crowded boats and all kinds of improvised vessels to confront death in the Mediterranean sea, prejudice and humiliation in Europe. Dream come true to some, living hell to others, we express these mixed feelings in this Metal song. Moris Drumm recorded the keyboard here.

Letters From The Vessel

"AshHole", named after my friend Stacey who thinks EVERY PLACE is an ashtray, is a Hard Rock Guitar Instrumental that's built around a mix of ROCK, and Jazz themes. With a mixed Rock and Jazz solo down the middle I'm pretty sure my loyal following at http://JFRocks.com and here on SoundCloud will enjoy CRANKING this one up.

As always for the best wide stereo effect, CRANK IT UP!! And share it on your social media if you dig the track, I really appreciate the support from all of you..

"AshHole"

Written and Arranged by - Jeff Fiorentino (ASCAP) http://JFRocks.com
To Download this Song in mp3 format - visit, http://JFRocksMusic.com
To License this Song, for Film, TV, Radio etc. - visit, http://JFRocksProd.com

Performed by

Jeff Fiorentino - Lead Guitar
Erica Reese - Secondary Guitar
Mick Simms - Bass
Jeff Fiorentino - Drums

Engineered by - Mick Simms

Enjoy the song. As always CRANK IT UP!!, and please share it with your friends on your social media. I and all of us at JFRocks.com always appreciate the support.

Visit Jeff Fiorentino's Official site at http://JFRocks.com

Buy a Download

AshHole

Now Available on iTunes!!!
https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/breathe-again/id781361542?i=781361559

Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Macoy Manuel at Tower of Doom.
Produced by December Avenue & Macoy Manuel.

Facebook: facebook.com/decemberave
Twitter: twitter.com/decemberave
Instagram: @decemberavenue
Youtube: youtube.com/decemberavenue


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Is it real, are you really over here?
All the empty spaces seem to be where I am moving.
Are you near to the sound of these illusions?
I keep dreaming of your face and feel fine for a while.

And I'll break the time to keep us stranded for a while
And i'll take the chance to watch you far from here so I can

Breathe again
By the love I've waited like the sunrise
And the warmth of a dream that I have seen through eyes

Breathe again
You're the reason I believe it's alright
Take me deeper into you
Take me home where my soul is

Is it real, are you really over here? 
when i look into the night I see the day is clear.

And I'll break the time to keep us stranded for a while
And i'll take the chance to watch you far from here so I can

Breathe again
By the love I've waited like the sunrise
And the warmth of a dream that I have seen through eyes

Breathe again
You're the reason I believe it's alright
Take me deeper into you
Take me home where my soul is

Breathe again
You're the love I wait before the sun rise
To the warmth of a dream that I have seen through eyes

Breathe again
You're the reason I believe it's alright
Take me deeper into you
Take me home where my soul is

And I'm running after you
You're the home where my soul is.
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December Avenue - Breathe Again

Nehemiah 4:17–20, Ezekiel 33:7

Here the focus turns outward again — the community of faith standing together like Nehemiah’s builders: one hand on the trowel, one on the sword. This track has a hammer-and-anvil rhythm, reminding us that vigilance and unity guard what God is building.

LYRICS

Intro

Hammers strike in the midnight air,
Stone by stone, the walls repair.
Trumpets waiting, swords in hand,
A holy city, a watchman’s stand.

Verse

Builders labor, burdened still,
Chisel and blade, a steadfast will.
Eyes on the night, hands to the task,
Guarding the breach, the shadows mass.

Pre-Chorus

Lift up your voice, sound the alarm,
The Lord will fight with His mighty arm.

Chorus

Watchmen on the walls arise,
Standing guard with burning eyes.
Sword and stone, we will not fall,
The Lord is with us — above it all.

Verse

Trumpets cry when the night draws near,
Every brother and sister hear.
From the breach to the furthest gate,
We fight as one, our God is great.

Pre-Chorus

Stand in the gap, call through the flame,
The wall is sealed in His holy name.

Chorus

Watchmen on the walls arise,
Standing guard with burning eyes.
Sword and stone, we will not fall,
The Lord is with us — above it all.

Bridge

“I have made you a watchman for the house of Israel,
So hear the word and give them warning for Me.”

Build the wall! Guard the gate!
Stand your ground — the Lord is great!

Chorus

Watchmen on the walls arise,
Voices lifted to the skies.
Sword and stone, we will not fall,
The Lord is with us — above it all.

Outro

Stone by stone the city stands,
Sealed and guarded by holy hands.
Watchmen keep their endless call,
Till the day no night will fall.

Watchmen on the Walls

Produced by Mark Xenophontos 

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos 

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"Look what you've become..."
"Jezebel..."

So conveniently yours
No need to breathe or see
You waltz like royalty  
Red carpet beneath your feet
All bow in adoration

Blink once, it all appears
Twisted fantasies draw near
Your darkest needs now satisfied
While innocence dies inside

You were once so pure and small
Now look what you've become

As your ego infects everything!
As your lies come crashing down!
Killing all that's pure and clean
I won't bow, I won't bow down
Call it spiritual if you want
But I see through your crown
I don't bow to you...
JEZEBEL!

Away from father's eyes
You trade your soul for lies
Keep that body temple clean
While dirty money flows between

Easy cash, the price is paid
Look at the monster that you've made
In whose name do you deceive?
Which god do you serve?

You were once so innocent
Now look what you've become!

As your ego infects everything!
As your lies come crashing down!
Killing all that's pure and clean
I won't bow, I won't bow down
Call it spiritual if you want
But I see through your crown
I don't bow to you...
JEZEBEL!

The innocent pay the price
For your paradise of vice
Every mark upon your skin
Marks the souls you've murdered in

Your ego infects everything!
Your lies come crashing down!
You killed all that's pure and clean
Now face what you've become!
Call it spiritual, call it divine
But this reckoning is mine!
I don't bow to you...
I don't bow to you...
JEZEBEL!

I don't bow...
I don't bow to you!

Jezebel

test drive.

Our debut album, Torn Between Earths, is now live!

#gothicrock #industrialrock #gothicpsychodelic 

Download for free here: https://blackurth.bandcamp.com/releases 

The band Blackurth is a songwriting duo of Sir. Black, and Governor Urth. However, the band is really just a combination of tragedy, desperation and time travel. This album, Torn Between Earths, was planned when the no talent hack, Sir. Black woke up homeless at home in his bed.
At the age of 247, Sir. Black realized how fast life had gone by. While combing his teeth and brushing his hair, the idea of putting an album out crossed his mind. Six hours, and six minutes, and six maniacal laughs later, Sir. Black entered his dollhouse garage and turned on his time machine. 
The voices claim his last words were, “Piss off, you twattleing cucks. I’m going to an alternate dimension to kill my younger self.”
The voices asked, “Why, Sir. Black?”
“I won’t tell you,” he yelled. “It is so that I could steal my own songs and become rich and famous. Damn, I said too much.”
Sir. Black spent six hours, and six minutes, and six hysterical cries, before zapping himself into another timeline.
Meanwhile, Governor Urth returned home from a big concert with multiple girls tearing off his clothes. He shoved them aside screaming, “Be gone soft ones! Why can't I live a normal life like everybody else? Why must I be trapped in my own fame?”
As he slept, he heard the voices saying unto him, “M’lord Governor, if you want freedom from soft ones you must go back and kill your younger self. But be warned. You must not kill yourself. Just kill Sir. Black, I guess. For he will become famous and you will be homeless at home. Steal Sir. Black’s songs and release them next to yours. Call it, Torn Between Earths.” 
The voices faded, laughing like a funeral full of grade school girls….

You creep In

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