Name: Helluin - Horror Time by Blagovrecords in 2024 Progress
Duration: 2 min 27 s
Description: https://open.spotify.com/track/3ogIBnOBcHoAM647iBXb6k?si=6f43d8ee48ec4635

Mysterious, beautiful dark ambient track!

Brilliant...
Awesome production..🔥
Bravo
👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

This vibe has the imagination going, so sick 🔥🔥🔥🔥

2024 Progress

I'm still experiment with different approaches to create my music, so this is a small piece based on a percussive theme. It may feel like a journey in search of unknown, undiscovered places...

Since I'm slowly returning to classical guitar, I wanted to use it as the lead instrument. I decided to use all the dirty guitar plays and experiment with different ambient sounds and of course, with the piano :)

composed and performed by przemek mastela

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Метель

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Horror Time

Helluin - Horror Time

Release date:
9 april 2024

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/7xiBEgMFSHj0gN2fM0D0R4

Opium

https://open.spotify.com/album/7AUEfFuE9i0VdueKMeoUHg?si=mOR0SEAERZOsuEgJSTzoow
Снова ищу, снова тебя в темноте
Снова вижу, тебя в глубине...
I'm looking for you again, again in the dark
Again I see you in the depths...

Глубина

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Dark Symphony
https://open.spotify.com/album/6RaPOFf7HbSR3KAnGtkPwG?si=Wl0KZTHzQwm-oNTiAlCW1w

Time

Terra Sapiens - Time

The amoral mantle

Triple C.Killer or Duke (AntiCommunist Cowboy Clown Killer) lies on the cold, unforgiving table, the harsh fluorescent lights above him feel too bright, piercing through the darkness of his past that he can’t escape. The straps dig into his wrists and ankles, a reminder of the control he once had over others, a power that now slips away like sand through his fingers. It is May 9, 1994, and he knows that time has ticked down to its final moments; the impending lethality of the injection looms larger than his regrets. Near him stands Father Tommy, but in the Duke's disturbed mind, he is more than a preacher. This is Tommy Zygote, the enigmatic founder of Thrashing Zombies. The Duke chuckles quietly, the irony of seeking solace from someone who might turn his story into a twisted anthem not lost on him. As the IV needle pierces his skin, the Duke feels an unsettling pang of vulnerability wash over him. Memories flood in: the faces of the boys, the laughter that filled his home, now mere echoes of a haunted past. Once a celebrated community figure, he now lies bare on this table with nothing but shame to adorn him. “Father,” he begins, words slurring with a mix of fear and catharsis. “I didn’t know I was lost until they started to disappear.” Each word scrapes against his soul. He recalls the terrible grip he had on life, snuffing out the lights of so many young men, intertwined with memories of a stunted childhood where the shadows of his father loomed large, twisted lessons learned through fear. Father Tommy listens, eyes piercing yet strangely understanding. The Duke’s mind drifts, racing through 1970s Chicago, the bustling streets, the secrets whispered behind closed doors, the nights when he donned clown makeup to entertain children. In stark contrast, he realizes his mind housed a jester’s facade that concealed a monster. Heat from the lethal cocktail intensifies as he begins to shake, heart pounding faster. “I wanted to be loved, Tommy,” he confesses, tears breaking through his bravado. “But all I found was this emptiness… this insatiable hunger that gnawed at me.” Each moment ticks by, the weight of time pressing upon him. The Duke remembers the thrill of a hunt, chilling highs that flickered like distant stars, only to fade into the bleak darkness he now inhabits. The taste of blood and betrayal intertwines in his mind, recollections morphing into nightmares swirling around him. “I don’t want to die, not like this,” he murmurs, voice shaky and uncertain. “I wish I could take it all back. I wanted to be someone… anyone.” The IV fluid drips steadily, pulse thrumming louder against the silence surrounding him. “Your sins can’t be unmade, but you can find peace if you truly seek it,” Father Tommy responds, his voice laced with an odd blend of compassion and authority, something the Duke didn’t expect from the man he imagined was merely a conduit to the afterlife. Conflicted emotions swirl; how could peace exist when he has sown chaos? The seconds stretch as if mocking him, every tick resonating within the confines of his torment. As the final wave of the drug courses through him, the Duke’s resolve softens; he feels a strange acceptance settle in, the fabric of his existence unthreading, revealing the faces of his victims one last time. “I’m sorry,” he gasps, not just to Father Tommy, but to the universe, to the innocent lives extinguished by his hands. The world fades, colors dulling like a scene from one of those horror films he admired. “Forgive me,” he whispers, surrendering to the oblivion that beckons him, drowning out the remnants of his broken psyche as death embraces him like a lover he never knew. In those final moments, the tortured mind of the Duke falls silent, enveloped in darkness, leaving behind only echoes of questions reverberating through the void. Tommy leaned down and sung, "You anticommunist motherfucker, Elizabeth Proctor was innocent".

What`s for breakfast

Tripple C Killer

Triple C.Killer.

Julian's COVER of the Classic, epic song originally sand by the group band so talented... NEW EDITION.

If It Isn't Love (Remix) (A Song by NEW EDITION). Remixed Cover Song by Julian.

the tribe is calling Oumbo.
check out part II and III

Calling Otumbo - Part I

https://youtu.be/Kna9dZIuupU?si=8J2MX2FE_DEg4t5y

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