Lyrics:
Godless, I couldn't see it 'till the fall
'Till the flames came, the stars dropped
I collapse from Heaven to Hell
Hamiel, you taught me much
But I can't clean this city alone
Without my wings, without guidance
This guardian angel needs his guard
I never noticed, these streets run red
With every sinner's brand new kill
On every hill, another noose
Another crucifixion scene
I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
"They were, my ward, this sin is new,
I suppose he's set your final task"

Could've sworn
Could've could've could've could've 
Could've sworn
Could've sworn
Could've could've could've could've 
Could've sworn Could've sworn
Sworn

I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
I couldn't see it 'till the fall
This town is godless
The flames came, stars dropped

I said to Hamiel "we need to get back"
But the whites in his eyes
Had faded to black
"You must stay in this city, it's still yours to protect"
So I did as he said, as fast as he came he left

A wise old man, hung his cat from a tree
His eyes were blank
He said the devil made him do it
A girl murders her friend one night
Snuck in, drew from blood a sigil
Her eye had faded to a deep red
I showered her torment in vision
She repented

I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
I couldn't see it 'till the fall
This town is godless
The flames came, stars dropped

"Who did this to you"
"He wore a thousand faces.
There was beauty in his eyes.
But soon it faded."

"Hamiel, so" now I scream to the heavens
"Is this what you call love?
Is this what you call protection?"
"I never promised to save this feeble race,
You were a part of the plan,
Now for the night of judgement"
Strike me down
The clouds turned red
Yom HaDin
The sky opened up

I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
I couldn't see it 'till the fall
This town is godless
The flames came, stars dropped

There, stood in the wreckage
With tattered wings and body red
The face of ages, the lord of flames
Samiel
Hamiel approached without caution
They embraced each other
Like long lost friends
And with their hands held together
They ascended into Heaven
Then they grabbed me by the throat
And dragged me as high as they could go
They held me there, and made me watch
As my home turned to ash
I fought their grip, even if I'd fall
I wouldn't go down like this
I said "Hamiel, what happened here?
What happened to the good we'd do?"
I saw a change in his eyes
His blacks faded blacks to whites
He looked at me, then Samiel
Then Heaven, half in dust
As fast as sound, he grabbed Samiel
And dragged him to the ground
He choked him on the city hall steps
They pavement shook at magnitude eight
A cloud of dust shrouded them
But I could hear every cut
When the dust settled, the sky was blue
And there was only
Wings and bones.

I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
I couldn't see it 'till the fall
This town is godless
The flames came

I could've sworn that just last week
These graves were flower beds
I couldn't see it 'till the fall
This town is godless
The flames came, stars dropped

BABYLON TERRACE

The corridor of opinion (feat. Brian)

On 5th July 2025 Black Sabbath will be pulling up stumps at Birmingham Villa Park, assisted by all the usual suspects from the world of metal, past and present. As a tribute to the band's long-lasting legacy of music, we're releasing our own cover version of the classic opening track from their "Paranoid" album. 
It will hit all major streaming channels on 1st July 2025, but you can listen to it here now.
Just remember to get a copy of the single once it hits the shops.

War Pigs

A Track about a short Love that is long gone but still in my head.

Just Hold

this is another new tune by  @Earth-Patriot  called  `Mayonnaise`.
recorded with a bc rich warlock guitar and a Les Paul copy by Santander via Marshall heads.


https://soundcloud.com/earth-patriot/lies-and-mayonnaise

Lies over Lies over Lies
a tenthousand times

allies are dropping
and airplanes are falling from the sky
it´s so symbolic
another sign of his decay

it´s all just mayonnaise up there
and I can only assume
that you don´t really care
just mayonnaise up there

Mayonnaise

Lyrics & Music: Fred Offret

Vocals: Fred Offret
Guitars: Valentin Loisy
Bass: Jo Viaux
Drums: David Elz

Enchantress Cadaverous - Stone Breakers

Modern Age (something new)

A Powerful Indie Rock Experience Where Psychedelic Textures Meet Unpolished Authenticity
"In the dance between consciousness and sound, music becomes the bridge connecting our inner worlds to universal truths—transforming perception into shared experience."
THE ARTIST'S VISION
Where boldness meets introspection, "Spectrum of Consciousness" emerges as a sonic expedition through the landscapes of human perception. Drawing inspiration from the psychedelic textures of Tame Impala while embracing the driving energy of The War on Drugs, this musical journey invites listeners to explore the boundaries between power and vulnerability, between the tangible and the transcendent.
This meticulously crafted composition weaves energetic electric guitars, ethereal synths, and dynamic percussion into a captivating tapestry where heroic instrumentation meets philosophical depth. Each musical element contributes to a narrative that explores consciousness, perception, and the multi-dimensional nature of human experience.

Spectrum of Consciousness

You never touched me
But the space you left
I keep falling into it

There was no plan
No signal flared in the sky, no moment carved in time
Just something slow
and quiet
and final
in the way your gaze didn't move

You looked at me like a question you weren't ready to ask
And I stayed still-because I wasn't ready to answer

You didn't lean in
I didn't breathe out
The pause got heavier
I swear, it pressed on my ribs like a second heart

And maybe you meant nothing
But my body rephrased you
into yes

This isn't hunger
Not exactly
This is knowing what you'd taste like
if I ever let you be real

Not a touch-and still it stung
Not a sound-and still I spun
What we are-unsaid.
What we want-undone.

I imagined what your hand would feel like on the back of my neck
not heavy, not claiming, just there
like something I forgot I wanted
until it reminded me

You moved one breath closer
The air gave up its shape
I didn't step back

Do you know how rare it is
to want someone like a sentence half-remembered
but still trust the ending?

Not a touch-and still it stung
Not a sound-and still I spun
What we are-unsaid.
What we want-undone.

Then silence folded-soft, complete
and breath met breath in rhythm sweet
Not taken. Not claimed. Just given
like a truth too full to speak

And we were
naked
Not just skin
but thought
and choice
and everything we didn't say
now echoing in the heat between
what moved... and what stayed

No vow, no proof
just pulse
and yes
and now

And nothing left undone

Held Without Hands

Uptempo rock song by John Hardman
Written, arranged & produced by JH
JH - Vocals, guitars
(c)(p) 2025 Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

At The Borderline - John Hardman

“Electric Fruit” is a kaleidoscopic daydream — jangly Mac DeMarco–style guitars drift through Flaming Lips–like cosmic haze, while Paul McCartney’s Ram playfulness and Syd Barrett’s eccentric psychedelia twist the melody into something tender, surreal, and oddly beautiful. Woozy synths, quirky basslines, and lush harmonies carry the song from intimate lo-fi charm to a sparkling, otherworldly finale. It’s whimsical and strange, yet warm and melodic — a psychedelic pop oddity you can hum along to.

Electric Fruit

Demo quality grunge pop songs played with an Alesis Nitro drum kit, fender jaguar guitar and Ibanez sound gear bass. With the help of several distortion pedals. All songs recorded on GarageBand unless part of a collaboration.
Songs are played and sung one full track at a time, with very minimal editing. Raw on purpose. Also, I’m lazy. All songs by Dos Gui unless otherwise noted.

Modern Age (something new)

Dos GUI