Beautiful, everything fits together so nicely, just lovely.

beautiful music and wonderful lyrics is just special

Roughly played DEMO coming from somewhere in 2011.
Tape: TDK Ferric 60 (1997 - 2001) - Dolby B.

ENDING CREDITS Proposal (Cassette Tape DEMO - Circa 2011)

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Lyrics;
He's got some battle scars
From walking on this earth
More or less he'd earned them all
Whatever that is worth

He's not the man he used to be
He stands in thinner skin
Worn down from the grindstone
And the world he once lived in

Experience had left a mark
Lighting up a world so dark
No more running blindly
Full speed ahead

Cut up, bruised and battered
So many dreams get shattered
From foolish things that he once did
Foolish things that he once said

He's got some battle scars
From living day to day
The price of going on his own
When he didn't know the way

On full display for all to see
Like medals from his private wars
The breaks the nicks the broken heart
Yeah, he's got some battle scars

Experience had left a mark
Lighting up a world so dark
No more running blindly
Full speed ahead

Cut up, bruised and battered
So many dreams left shattered
From foolish things he once believed
Foolish things that he once said

Battle Scars

Song With A Lousy Ending

Weird composition for mallets and pizzicato strings. Hope you enjoy!

22 3 6

A bit of a muck around, put an old keyboard through a Boss Delay pedal to see how it sounds and built it up from there.  Enjoy

How It All Goes

When Winter Ends

Lyrics - Cunt Dracula
Lead vocals, synthesizers, concept - Mick Mack
Backing Vocals - Phaggot

Face First!

Daunting

Music by Chad Lawson entitled "Paper Shadows" https://soundcloud.com/chad-lawson

Happy Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month!

Kissing in Vietnamese
by Ocean Vuong https://poets.org/poem/kissing-vietnamese

My grandmother kisses
as if bombs are bursting in the backyard,
where mint and jasmine lace their perfumes
through the kitchen window,
as if somewhere, a body is falling apart
and flames are making their way back
through the intricacies of a young boy’s thigh,
as if to walk out the door, your torso
would dance from exit wounds.
When my grandmother kisses, there would be
no flashy smooching, no western music
of pursed lips, she kisses as if to breathe
you inside her, nose pressed to cheek
so that your scent is relearned
and your sweat pearls into drops of gold
inside her lungs, as if while she holds you
death also, is clutching your wrist.
My grandmother kisses as if history
never ended, as if somewhere
a body is still
falling apart.

Song With A Lousy Ending

Dag Olav Hermundstad

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