Peaceful city slept as usual that night 
When engineers conducted fatal test 
Dark sky lit bright by ionized flashlight 
Cruel blast will lay their souls to rest
 
Faceless authorities gave order to assure 
While firefighters fought the toxic blaze 
There is no need to worry rest assured 
Internal organs liquefied in coming days
 
Human flesh
Was enough to go around
No one knows
How much went underground
 
Residents gathered on the bridge of death 
While hidden enemy attacked their skin 
For most this will dictate their final breath 
Regardless of their moral good or sin
 
Unsure which augmentations they possess 
Some lucky children made it to adulthood
Their city has some tourists to impress
With stories of a glowing underwood

Human flesh
Was enough to go around
No one knows
How much went underground
Human lives
Were dispensable as soap
Reckless lies
Buried all remaining hope

Residents gathered on the bridge of death 
While hidden enemy attacked their skin 
For most this will dictate their final breath 
Regardless of their moral good or sin

Human flesh
Was enough to go around
No one knows
How much went underground
Human lives
Were dispensable as soap
Reckless lies
Buried all remaining hope

Sacrificed the liquidators marched ahead
Bled and burned while the world was hanging by a thread
Giving up their final poisoned breath
Selflessly averting swift and certain death




Lyrics - Vasiliy Dubinin/Matt Tessier
Music, arrangement, mixing and mastering - Sergey Pismerov
Cover art - Andrey Pismerov

Participated in the recording:
Andrés Arcentales - vocals
Ellie Dubinin - vocal harmonies
Sergey Pismerov - guitars/programming/drum recording
Danila Zakharenkov - bass
Andrey Yanochkin - keyboard/sound design

Ghost of 86 (feat. Cold Fuse)

Cheap

Calm Before The Storm

Lyrics, Vocals and Vocal Mixing by Amethyst.
Produced by JFD (@julian-dege-1)

Lyrics:

Surfacing, the white lining
Immersed in a picturesque haze of grey
Blue depths seperated by a tranquil daze
The void of nothingness, takes me away

If I scream would you hear me?
If I'm silent would anyone fear what I don't say?

Crashing and deranged with a lavishing rage
The waves submerge and consume me
Overcast, diverge, what lays beyond the mist?
Gloomy, rolling with the rocking embrace
Rythym, in and out it fades
Cold breeze, breathing
The taste of salt on your lips
Distracted as the ship dips
Fury of the sea, In the eye of the storm
No one retreats, your circled
In the oceans abyss
A violent storm like bliss
It comes and goes so quickly
Like a ghost, swiftly in the night
Causing terror, closing your eyes
Abruptly opened by the turning tides
Praying and hoping this wont be your demise

Light flashes in the sky
Shadows of candy pink in the horizon
As your hope starts to widen
Lost
Running out of time
What is the cost
Of not speaking your mind
Take the steering
Cause the worst storms are within
I bring the thunder and lightening
Look in my eyes and the atmosphere is frightening
Change is coming, and you can't keep running
Regardless of the weather
Something in the ether
On the otherside
Darkness that you hide
I spark the fire to ignite
Exposing the path back to you
Dissepation, patiently waiting
To see the sunrise

To bring the light back to you
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I see
People come and go
But they don't really see me

Lost in the abyss
Can't find my way
Need your hand to hold
Won't let it all fade away

Calm Before The Storm (Prod. JFD)

She came in late
Looking for love with a stranger
The kind of love you find in the night
Call it fate
‘cause I wasn’t looking for danger
Just happened to be right in her sight
when she passed and she lost a maroon scarf
Close to my feet
what seemed to be by chance but not quite
I could tell by the way she received it
Not even faking to be slightly surprised
That not so innocent laughter
Before a wink with no shame or regard
Paved the way to the moment after
The question that would get me off-guard

What kind of love
What kind of love
What kind of love are you up for tonight?
What kind of love
What kind of love
What kind of love are you up for tonight?


“What exactly does that question entail?
How many kinds of love you reckon there are?”
She answered: “there’s the kind that goes on forever,
And there’s the kind that doesn’t go very far
But it’s fine for a night
and your timing is right,
You’ll be that ice cream fix
for hearts badly broken”
She asked the question for a second time
Making clear there would be no second token

What kind of love
What kind of love
What kind of love are you up for tonight?
What kind of love
What kind of love
What kind of love are you up for tonight?


I  said “I’m in shock, am I not the man in this conversation?”
She fancied the accent and the playful sarcasm in my intonation
The mind has its mysterious ways of getting common desires telepathically transferred
We kissed and I guess at that point it’s fair to say that her question was probably answered

What kind of love
What kind of love
What kind of love are you up for tonight?
What kind of love
What kind of love
What kind of love are you up for tonight?
What kind of love
What kind of love
What kind of love are you up for tonight?
What kind of love
What kind of love

What Kind Of Love Are You Up For Tonight?

Well on August 9th I have open heart surgery. This is inspired by my pre-op visit to the hospital. Trying out different things and having fun. Hopefully not to disturbing for some. I'll shit a brick if I get put into room 2025! But the patient lives!
I'll be offline recording for a few weeks but definitely will be here supporting everyone. Update: After 14 days in ICU I'm out. Beat up pretty good for sure and moving on to rehab. I almost died but I made it. I needed to make more music.

CODE Blue - Room 2025

Ask the Dust

You haunt me like a ghost girl
I feel you’re somewhere close
I hear whispers when it’s cold
But you left me long ago
When you said your love for me was dead
Here one minute gone the next
Broken glass of my regrets 
But I could never love you less

Now everywhere I see you
Smell perfume in my bed too
And I can’t explain the things that I would do to be with you again and it hurts me
You’re there but you don’t breathe
Can’t touch I can’t hold you
Now you’re just a ghost to me

And I feel empty inside my soul
I want you back
I got a noose around my neck 
I want you so bad
Were you really real
Or just a dream?
Will I get into your world
If I take the leap?

Cos the light behind your eyes is gone
And it’s so damn cold and I’m so damn numb
Where will I find what I have lost in you?  

You haunt me like a ghost girl
I feel you’re somewhere close
I hear whispers when it’s cold
But you left me long ago
When you said your love for me was dead
Here one minute gone the next
Broken glass of my regrets 
But I could never love you less

Now everywhere I see you
Smell perfume in my bed too
And I can’t explain the things that I would do to be with you again and it hurts me
You’re there but you don’t breathe
Can’t touch I can’t hold you
Now you’re just a ghost to me

metamorphosis

ghost

ghost (prod. graydawn)

Went away for a few days and stayed at a house in middle of nowhere, there was nothing around but cows, on the side in the house was a little information sheet about the place, the lyrics are loosely based on that.

LYRICS

John Wild was staring at his pile of stones. He piled them together till he had a home.
In the fields full of gagel, where bog myrtle grows.
He'd raise up a family where no one could know. 

And, the cows do not care how you feel.
The cows stand and stare in the fields.
Oooooooo. 

There are herbs on the hillside and fish in the stream, 
There's game to be poaching to make good the lean. 
All the animals crowd as the north-easter blows.
The short days of winter approach from below. 

And the cows stand and stare through your face. 
The cows that belong to this place.
The cows do not care how you feel.
The cows will not move from these fields.
Ooooooo-ah. 

And the hills do not know,
of the valley(s) below. (x2) 

ahhhhhh (x4) 

The cows do not give much away.
The cows in the wind do not sway.
The cows are not ever forlorn.
The cows stay right where they are born.
Oooooooo. 

Oh, to be free,
in the wild valley.
Now, look at me.
With my land, far from sea. 

Oh, look at me.
No stopping me now.
Oh, look at me.
With my field; full of cows. 

And, the hills do not know,
of the valley below. 

John Wild was staring at his pile of stones. He piled them together till he had a home.
In the fields full of gagel, where bog myrtle grows.
He'd raise up his family where no one could know. 

And the cows do not care how you feel.
The cows stand and stare in the fields.
The cows do not show on their face.
What they think of this place.
Ooooooooo.

Ask the Dust

Otherwise