Is this a band or are you programming the instruments?

Elements of any song can be inserted into any genre. The skill and  stamina of the metal musician puts them high on the food chain of instrumentalists.

Master hands! You bring rebirth to the music Metal industry! I love how you balance things!!! Pure magnetism! Love to love your igniting skillZZ>> 😈💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🙌🏻 You bring listening pleasure instead of pain!

I bet this riff would motivate the crowd!

OMG! I love this rage on drums! Freaking tight string fury...A Butt Kicking Anthem for stealth jets!  I stand in awe each time I hear it!  Continued luv & support! Happy Patty's Day! This makes 4-leaf clovers turn metal! 🎶💰💰💰💰💰🔥🔥🔥🌶🌶🌶♾💘🔁🔁🔁

BEGINNING

Distorted Reality

2.DISTORTED REALITY

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Lyrik: (The English translation is below the German lyrics)
Mit siebzehn war die Welt so klar
Die Gitarre und ein Traum 
(Ein Traum, so nah)
Der Weg schien vorgezeichnet da
Große Bühnen, weiter Raum 
(So weit der Raum)

Doch das Leben schreibt seine eignen Melodien
(eigene Melodien)
Führt uns Wege, die wir niemals selbst erdacht
(niemals selbst erdacht)

Doch das Leben schreibt seine eignen Melodien
(eigene Melodien)
Führt uns Wege, die wir niemals selbst erdacht
(niemals selbst erdacht)

Jede Note meiner Geschichte
Jeder Umweg, jede Pflicht (jeder Weg)
Wurde Teil von meinem Leben
Teil von meinem Gleichgewicht (mein Gleichgewicht)

Der Anzug sitzt, die Zeit verrinnt
Die Gitarre schweigt im Raum 
(sie schweigt im Raum)
Bis eines Tages dann mein Kind
Weckt den alten Lebenstraum 
(den alten Traum)

Und ich sehe plötzlich klarer 
(sehe klarer)
Was das Leben mir erzählt 
(was es mir erzählt)
Dass der Weg oft wunderbarer
Als der Traum, den man sich wählt 
(den man sich wählt)

Und ich sehe plötzlich klarer 
(sehe klarer)
Was das Leben mir erzählt 
(was es mir erzählt)
Dass der Weg oft wunderbarer
Als der Traum, den man sich wählt 
(den man sich wählt)

Heute spiel ich meine Lieder
Anders als ich einst gedacht 
Finde meine Bühne wieder
In der Melodie der Nacht 
(Melodie der Nacht)

Denn jeder Weg führt uns nach Haus 
(führt uns nach Haus)
Wenn wir nur den Mut bewahren 
(Mut bewahren)
Die Musik klingt leise aus

English translation:
The world was so clear at seventeen
The guitar and a dream
(A dream, so close)
The path seemed mapped out there
Big stages, wide space
(So wide the space)

But life writes its own melodies
(own melodies)
Leads us down paths we never thought up ourselves
(never conceived by ourselves)

But life writes its own melodies
(own melodies)
Leads us down paths we never thought up ourselves
(never thought up by ourselves)

Every note of my story
Every detour, every duty (every path)
Became part of my life
Part of my balance (my balance)

The suit fits, the time runs out
The guitar is silent in the room
(it is silent in the room)
Until one day my child
Awakens the old dream of life
(the old dream)

And I suddenly see more clearly
(see more clearly)
What life tells me
(what it tells me)
That the path is often more wonderful
Than the dream you choose
(that one chooses)

And I suddenly see more clearly
(see more clearly)
What life tells me
(what it tells me)
That the path is often more wonderful
Than the dream you choose
(that one chooses)

Today I play my songs
Other than I once thought
Find my stage again
In the melody of the night
(Melody of the night)

For every road leads us home
(leads us home)
If only we keep our courage
(Keep courage)
The music fades out quietly

Meine Bühne

It's a long road to hell but we're making good time

AFFE TOT

Sometimes when there’s too much water under the bridge
it can cause the support foundations to fail.
Sometimes when you’re in a situation that doesn’t feel quite right
it can feel like you’re spending time in jail.

You can only keep a poker face for so long
before it becomes obvious that something’s wrong

Sometimes you just got to spread your wings and fly.
Sometimes it’s not worth giving it one more try.
If you spend too much time fitting a square peg into a round hole.
It can really end up crushing your soul.

Sometimes when you’re stuck - on a leaky boat
you get tired of removing water with a pail.
Sometimes if you embark on journey - with the wrong equipment
you got to realize that you set yourself up to fail.

You can spend your life complaining and singing the blues
but sometimes you just got to try on a brand-new pair of shoes.

You can spend your life like goldfish, swimming in a little bowl 
or you can put down that shovel and stop digging a deeper hole. 

You only get once chance; you only have one life to live. 
You only have so much blood, sweat and tears that you can give.

You got to know when to hold your cards, you got to know when to fold.
Time can pass by so quickly and before you know it, you’ll be old.

You can only keep a poker face for so long
before it becomes obvious that something’s wrong.
Sometimes you just got to spread your wings and fly.
Sometimes it’s not worth giving it one more try.
If you spend too much time fitting a square peg into a round hole.
It can really end up crushing your soul.
It can really end up crushing your soul.

Poker Face

un nouveau poprock, parce que le monde trumpo-poutinien  et consorts m'écœure tellement en ce moment qu'il faudrait une véritable pluie d'amour pour qu'il en dégouline autre chose que du dégoût

pluie d'amour

Progress - Alabaster

Don't Fret

Methflix and Chill is what happens when Womb Raider takes 3 Adderall, crushes a Monster can on its forehead, and sprints headfirst into traffic.

It’s breakneck. It’s unholy.
It’s the sound of horny despair doing donuts in a Walmart parking lot at 3AM.

If your attention span has a death wish, this track is your church.

No build-up.
No foreplay.
Just blast beats and bad decisions. 🐸💨💥

original -> https://soundcloud.com/hahaguitargobrrrr/wombraider-alt-take

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