Name: Terrified by Claws Of Chaos
Duration: 4 min 3 s
Description: So, there is a story behind the song. It talks about a man who lost family, went to war to forget his sorrow and unfortunately lost his soul with the horrors of war, so he sometimes recalls being alive (The chorus).

Fantastic sound and composition!!Amazing voices Excellent  Piece!!🔥🔥🤘🤘👍

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A 9/8 beat with dire tones, Due or Die is an existential motivational speech; the head coach portends the fate of the team. Just before the end of a game, the story unfolds in due time. To get what one is due, or die in the act of attempting to attain or obtain what was originally thought to be rightfully theirs (perceived or otherwise), is the message in toto. It is the protagonist of the story who is listening most intensely and intently to the coach, but unfortunately does not make the big momentous play and fails the attempt in a calamitous fashion.

LYRICS:
Heave-ho
Leave room
Don't show
Bare bone

Unrest, for a success
Rewind, laxing all night
No show, time is slow
Trials end, overflow

Facing up and down, around
What's in it to lose
Racing side to side, how bout
We won't rise to you

Last play
Honours made
Take it to a task
Soaking, awry,
Due or Die

Heave-ho
Leave room
Don't show
Bare bone

Tire-pulling hurricane
Painful fight for glory
Create need to profess
Shove off upon ground

Tracing back and fourth, reward
Fend off rivalry
Making haste against a foe
Iron undertow

Last play
Honours made
Take it to a task
Soaking, alive,
Due or Die

Due or Die

February brings a slower, pensive, ballad from the WAG fellas. Perhaps we're feeling a little sentimental, or reflective in the bleak midwinter?  Maybe it is the approach of Valentine's Day slowing things down, or is it simply age, and the desire to capture anew, the childlike wonder of looking up in a gentle snowfall?

Change is the key to being fresh in our creative approaches to music. One For The Eye is a poem I wrote in celebration of the winter season. It was adapted by Keith to better fit an easy listening composition I had sent to him earlier. Keith ran with the challenge to make a song out of these parts and delivers a song that, we trust,  gives one pause to conjure up those moments from childhood in the snow, and smile. 

Two observations offer a frame for this song:
This week, Nova Scotia, where I have family, received a record setting dump of snow (Sydney N.S. received 1.5 m), and that is where the muse opens.
The other observation is that in the west, in Alberta and Saskatchewan, where I also have family, there is too little snow accumulation leading to worries about water tables, crops, and forest fires this summer. Too much or too little is not good.

Lyrics:
One for the Eye 

Too much can be an undesirable burden
Too little leave all hopes abandoned.
One at a time,
One on the tongue,
and one in the eye.

Or could it be a warm iconic postcard?
Or would it be much better left just as Mother intended
One at a time
One on the tongue
and one in the eye

A light descent from heaven
It may be euphoric
Though always seen,  
never heard in the falling

One at a time
One at a time
One for the tongue
One for the tongue
…and one in the eye


Wigmore: Original poem, music, production
Allen: adapting lyrics, vocals, bass.

One For The Eye

Psychomorpha w/RENTT

Brian Butts - Guitar, Drums, Bass, Keyboard, Main Mix
JunkHeap - Vocals, Lyrics, Master Mix https://soundcloud.com/junkheap?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Morphometry

Bandcamp

Phantogram (feat. JunkHeap)

So, there is a story behind the song. It talks about a man who lost family, went to war to forget his sorrow and unfortunately lost his soul with the horrors of war, so he sometimes recalls being alive (The chorus).

Terrified

'Emeralds and Leprechauns' An Ambient track inspired by the many myths and legends concerning Leprechauns in the Emerald Isles.

After Gockston

Emeralds and Leprechauns

Lingering Loon Loitering

Strange Feeling

ALL THE PAIN.wav

the-earth-shaking.mp3

[Intro]
Oooh ja… was würden wir bloß tun,
ohne den fürsorglichen Staatsparasiten,
ohne tägliche Raubzüge und Enteignungen,
und der liebevoll inszenierten Kriegshetze?
Da wäre das Leben ja richtig langweilig oder?

[Hook]
Der Renten beraubt, das Land besteuert,
Zahlt sie nicht – seid nicht so bescheuert!
Holt das zurück, was euch gehört,
Vertreibt die Räuber – sind geistig gestört!

Der Renten beraubt, das Land besteuert,
Zahlt sie nicht – seid nicht so bescheuert!
Holt das zurück, was euch gehört,
bevor das Land restlos zerstört.

[Strophe 1]
Der Opa sitzt frierend mit Suppe im Glas,
die Heizung bleibt kalt – der Minister hat Spaß.
Die Oma ohne Licht, der Rente beraubt,
ihr Sparbuch geplündert, das Elend erlaubt.
Der Lohn reicht kaum, doch der Staat kassiert,
Der Kühlschrank bleibt leer, das System profitiert.
Die Kinder hungrig, das Geld für Raketen,
Der Vater am Limit, zerfressen von Ketten.

Die Firma Pleite, von Parasiten befallen,
Platt durch Reformen, die niemandem gefallen.
Die Kunden sind weg, selbst pleite daheim,
die Schulden im Nacken, das Konto schön klein.
Die Menschen verrecken, erkranken daheim,
die Spritze war Pflicht – doch das Leiden ist dein.
Das Land zerfellt, getrieben von Gier,
der Pöbel friert, doch der Kanzler trinkt Bier.

[pre-hook]
Unvollstellbar, ohne Raub ständig zu leben,
nach Freiheit, Frieden und Wahrheit zu streben.
Ohne politische Henker, Räuber und Diebe,
die dir das Kreuz reichen, statt Nächstenliebe.

[Hook]
Der Renten beraubt, das Land besteuert,
Zahlt sie nicht – seid nicht so bescheuert!
Holt das zurück, was euch gehört,
Vertreibt die Räuber – sind geistig gestört!

Der Renten beraubt, das Land besteuert,
Zahlt sie nicht – seid nicht so bescheuert!
Holt das zurück, was euch gehört,
bevor das Land restlos zerstört.

(Strophe 2)
Die Zähne verfaulen, der Arzt ist zu teuer,
Wohlstand am Arsch, dein leben im Feuer.
Zum Sterben geködert, das ist ihr Plan,
du ziehst in den Krieg, in den nächsten Wahn.
Du zählst das Pfandgut, der Staat zählt dein Geld,
sagt dir dann grinsend: Das ist unsere Welt.
Bück dich noch tiefer, damit wir dich ficken,
wir brauchen dich unten, zum Zahlen und Nicken.

Genießst du die show, es ist nicht dein Leben,
sie halten das Nutztier, um selbst gut zu leben.
Du bist ihnen egal, du bist ihr Sklave,
sie treten dich nieder – du winselst nach Gnade.
Gedanken bestraft, Meinung ausgetrieben,
S-E-K prügelt – für Ordnung und Frieden.
Halt den Mund und friss ihren Dreck
du bist nur Mittel zum politischen Zweck.

[pre-hook]
Himmlisch ohne Gelbe Briefe zu leben,
ohne Terror, den sie dir täglich geben.
Ohne Pflichten, die Zwänge sind,
verpackt in Gesetze – verlogen und blind.

[Hook ]
Der Renten beraubt, das Land besteuert,
Zahlt sie nicht – seid nicht so bescheuert!
Holt das zurück, was euch gehört,
Vertreibt die Räuber – sind geistig gestört!

Der Renten beraubt, das Land besteuert,
Zahlt sie nicht – seid nicht so bescheuert!
Holt das zurück, was euch gehört,
bevor das Land restlos zerstört.

Erpresst, beraubt und enteignet (Rock Version) - Prod. by Dawid Snowden

Pseudo Manifesto is a blistering fusion of post-hardcore urgency and jazz’s fractured elegance, a record that cuts deep into the cracked glass of modern existence. At its core, the album is a critique of postmodern disillusionment and the hollow promises of systems built by the ultra-rich and egomaniacal. Each track becomes a vignette of survival—average lives clawing through chaos, corporate towers looming like false gods, and the struggle to cling to faith, love, or sanity in a culture bent on consumption.

This is not a sermon of despair but a raw testimony: the sound of people fighting, failing, and resisting in a world that tells them they are powerless. Pseudo Manifesto becomes the rally cry of the disenchanted, the fractured philosophy of those who refuse to be swallowed whole by greed’s machinery. A soundtrack for the last stand of the everyday soul against empires of arrogance.

Black Sigil Economy

🔥 NEW ALBUM RELEASE 🔥

We're thrilled to announce that Claws of Chaos has unleashed their debut album - "Collector of Souls" !  This album is a blend of blistering riffs, driving rhythms, epic solos and powerful vocals that plunge into the darkest realms of the human soul. Brace yourself for a journey that’s both fierce and captivating !

🔹 Genre: Heavy Metal / Alternative Metal / Hard Rock
🔹 Country: Switzerland
🔹 Credits: Julian Iturrieta, Breno Machado, Ilya Mirosh, Naman Sachdev, João Pedro Delicato,    Mauricio Mirapalheta, Ilarion Ivanenko
🔹 Available on: Spotify, Apple Music, Amazon Music, Tensent, Deezer, SoundCloud, MX3
🔹 Singles: “By The Look In Your Eyes”, “No Way”, “Heaven Around”, “Crazy”, “Baby Down”

🎸 Show your support, share the fire, and join us on this relentless ride through the underworld of sound! 🖤🔥

💀 Listen Now – Give in to the fury and offer your soul to the Collector of Souls! 

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Thanks for your support.
🔥Rock On🔥

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