produced by idly blare
co-produced by whosjames
mixed, engineered, written, recorded & performed by whosjames

wallflower

ALFONSO LLORENTE:  LYRICS, VOCALS. ACOUSTIC GUITARS, BASS & SYNTH
SYLVIA PRADILLA: LYRICS & PAINTING
MRS A: VOCALS

CIELO Y TIERRA SE JUNTARON HOY

Cielo y tierra se juntaron hoy, y llovió
Lo que debía llover
Cielo y tierra se apartaron hoy, y se lloró
Lo que se debía llorar
Se desgarraron las nubes y un pedazo de cielo cayó, se cayó
Se desgarraron las nubes y el cielo durmió, se durmió

Mañana tus ojos y os míos se mirarán
Nuestros labios reconocerán el amor
Mañana tus ojos y los míos se mirarán
Nuestros labios reconocerán el amor
Enloquecidos se buscarán
Con el cielo y la tierra en sus miradas
Volarán a casa
En el sol jugarán y en la luna dormirán
En el espejo de la vida se quedarán

Suave correrá la brisa
Y entrelazados miraremos
El verde de la tierra
El azul del cielo
Y nuestro amor abrigará

Cielo y tierra se juntaron hoy
Cielo y tierra se juntaron hoy
Cielo y tierra se juntaron hoy
Cielo y tierra se juntaron hoy

CIELO Y TIERRA SE JUNTARON HOY (ALFONSO LLORENTE & SYLVIA PRADILLA)

Klangoebel-Soundtracks, Vol. 2: Stranger Atmospheres

Red Curtain Room-Angelo Doesn't Like It

Decoding Her Memories

Lyrics:
Drachenkampf tells me "There's no chaos in peace"
But this dark, rainy city's the only place I can sleep
The endless stretch of nothing, serpent's teeth in my defeat
The thunder veins pulse in the daimon's eyes' whites

And when he threw the storms on the suburbs
The teeth smashed, splintered into carrion street
You could tell me that refusal is struggle
But from the void's broken body, I saw the whole world take shape

Doomsday, a sacred calling from the darkside
Kill for, the one you love above
False hope, to save us from the end
We are the disciples following a false hope

We are the disciples
Following a false hope

Through the teeth, the scales, the wrath
It's like the daimon itself
Owned the light flowing through the blows
The world began, the utero city
The thunder veins pulse in the daimon's eyes' whites

And when he threw the storms on the suburbs
The teeth smashed, splintered into carrion street
You could tell me that refusal is struggle
But from the void's broken body, I saw the whole world take shape

Doomsday, a sacred calling from the darkside
Kill for, the one you love above
False hope, to save us from the end
We are the disciples following a false hope

Doomsday, a sacred calling from the darkside
Kill for, the one you love above
False hope, to save us from the end
We are the disciples following a false hope

Credits:
Photography by Sonica

DOOMSDAY'S DISCIPLES

[COVERT ART BY FRASER CORMACK]

The Crown in the Gutter by The Jeremias Langsämmer Ensemble is a haunting and introspective classical piece that explores themes of grandeur intertwined with decay. The composition unfolds through delicate harp arpeggios, which evoke a sense of both fragility and elegance, contrasted by the rich, resonant tones of piano and strings. The strings, at times soaring and at others subdued, create an atmosphere of melancholy and reflection, while the piano’s thoughtful, measured notes provide a grounding, almost mournful undercurrent. The piece navigates the tension between regality and ruin, drawing the listener into a space where beauty and darkness coexist, much like the crown that lies forgotten in the gutter.

Dreams of a life

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