Dawn of the Eternal Horizon

I watched you move through shadowed halls,  
A childhood gaze behind the walls,  
Velvet gown, and eyes like night,  
You taught me beauty in the blight.  

Morticia, mistress of my awe,  
The night revealed what daylight saw,  
Your silent dance, your whispered creed,  
Showed a young heart what darkness needs.  

Through candlelight and quiet rooms,  
I learned to love the dark that looms,  
Every glance a lesson made,  
In gothic shadows, I was swayed.  

Guitars scratch, the shadows bend,  
Childhood wonder, lessons penned.  

Morticia, mistress of my awe,  
The night revealed what daylight saw,  
I walk now where your shadows tread,  
Learning from the paths you led.  

The world may shine in blinding day,  
But in your dark, I found my way,  
Morticia, eternal, sly,  
The night lives on inside my eye.

Morticia

In the heart of the woods, where time stands still, the ancient ones, their wisdom spill. A bond unbroken, a pact with the land, where shadows dance and spirits command. This is our last dive into the darkness, deeper than we've ever gone. Crushing symphonic walls meet raw screamo rage, weaving stories of forgotten rituals, nature's fury, and that fragile line between our world and what lurks beyond. We're not saying goodbye... more like, see you when the mist calls us back. May the old woods guard our songs in their roots, and may you keep the echoes alive within you. When the moon is full and the wind whispers our name, remember we're never truly gone. Just waiting somewhere between the shadows and the light.

The silence screams

CONFITEOR

Composer : Karl Heimgartner Dat :Oktober / 21 / 2025/ © Copyright
Artist: Carlito Home 
Genre: Lo-FI – Hip Hop 
Single: 2025
Instrumental: Karl Heimgartner 
Title:Sunlight in the Fog
Track:12

My workstation with: Presonus Studio One 5 Professional and LANDR Cromatic Studio

Mixing: Christine Sampson : Mastering: Alessandro Giordano by MTM Mastering True Music Productions/Es
Thank you for the cooperation, Freddie and Team MTM Mastering True Music Productions.

https://karl-heinz-heimgartner.jimdosite.com/


https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/track/7LANWX2Rm1deKHSSsPNARQ?si=0800a1ea104945d2

Sunlight in the Fog

This song is my sonic spell for the Halloween witching hour — a dark ritual set to rhythm and flame. It’s about the raw, forbidden energy that awakens under a blood moon, when power and danger blur into one. Every lyric paints the image of a ritual gone too far — crimson light flooding the sky, whispers that ignite the air, and fate twisting in the shadows. It’s not just about curses and cauldrons, but about the intoxicating pull of primal energy — that moment when you surrender to what you can’t control and dance with the darkness instead of fearing it. 

It’s me channeling the chaos, the mystery, and the beauty of the occult into sound — a song that feels like a spell being cast in real time.


LYRICS: 

[Verse]
Crimson orb ascendant
Shadows crawl
The night's malignant
Twisted sister circle
Primal
Undenied
Power surges
Fate denied 

[Prechorus]
Chant begins
The words ignite
Burning whispers in the night 

[Chorus]
Blood moon hex
The curse takes flight
Shattered bones in pale moonlight
Twisted ritual
A morbid dance

Take your chance!
Take your chance!
Take your chance! 

[Verse 2]
Cauldron bubbles
Venom boils
Victim screams
The soil recoils
Eyes of demons
Pierce the gloom
Seal your fate inside this tomb 

[Prechorus]
Chant begins
The words ignite
Burning whispers in the night 

[Chorus]
Blood moon hex
The curse takes flight
Shattered bones in pale moonlight
Twisted ritual
A morbid dance

Take your chance!
Take your chance!

Take your chance!

Blood Moon Hex

Halloween Girl

A furious anthem of defiance and rebirth.
Born from pain, forged in rage — a soul that refuses to bow.
This is the sound of breaking every chain, of turning scars into fire.
When heaven burns and the world trembles — the plague rises.

Universe Under My Will

A gothic meditation on the erosion of humanity through mechanical perfection — where flesh and faith collapse into the hum of the machine. A symbolist vision of beauty corrupted, erotic despair, and synthetic divinity. The atmosphere is claustrophobic yet sensual, with decaying grandeur. Evokes rusted cathedrals, flickering neon altars, and the drowning pulse of digital sin

Skin of silver, eyes of wire,  
Breath replaced by static choir.  
In every pulse, the body weeps,  
Through circuits cold, the sorrow seeps.

The body electric drowns tonight,  
In neon waves of fractured light.  
Desire hums beneath the skin,  
A holy void where I begin.

Hands like prayer, but void of grace,  
Steel embraces flesh’s face.  
Heart becomes an engine’s song,  
And mercy bleeds where I belong.

The body electric drowns tonight,  
In neon waves of fractured light.  
Desire hums beneath the skin,  
A holy void where I begin.

I feel the faith unwind,  
Wires wrap around my spine.

I drown inside the glowing dark,  
No pulse remains, no holy spark.

The Body Electric Drowns

The official Chamberfalls debut single.
Lyrics written by Christopher Logan.
© 2025 Chamberfalls. All rights reserved.

Now available on all major platforms:
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Not Insane

6. Years of Stone

David Wurden is a composer, keyboardist, drummer, and skilled producer. With a penchant for exploring the unconventional, he possesses a unique ability to revolutionize musical compositions, defying traditional boundaries. Through his artistry, David takes listeners on a captivating sonic odyssey, venturing into uncharted territories and reimagining both vintage and contemporary sounds. His evocative melodies and intricate rhythms transport audiences, allowing their imaginations to wander freely in the boundless expanse of the universe. With an unwavering commitment to pushing the boundaries of musical expression,  David Wurden is an unparalleled force in the world of music.

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