Selfish Man

SELFISH MAN

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While It Makes You Sick

New Jersey Speedball

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“Miserere” is the sole instrumental piece on the album — a moment of wordless expression that forms a bridge between this release and Darkwave's earlier, fully instrumental works. Deeply rooted in classical influences, it recalls the spirit of Postcommunio (from the Missa Innominata album), yet pushes beyond it with a more turbulent energy.

At the heart of the track lies a neoclassical guitar theme long waiting for its place — a melodic idea that lingered in creative limbo until now. With this album’s emotional landscape in mind, the timing felt right. “Miserere” became its home, transforming the motif into something darker, heavier, and more unrelenting.

While its structure and tone still reflect a sense of reverence, the inclusion of blastbeats breaks away from the restraint of earlier compositions. The result is a piece that’s simultaneously devotional and defiant — a liturgy not of peace, but of inner unrest.

Horror Sacri

Miserere

Raindrops

"A little bit of alright" was a phrase that I wrote in my notebook a long time ago. I had no idea what to do with it but I kinda liked the phrase and thought there might be a song in there somewhere.  That was a few years back.  More recently the phrase "nothing's truly black, nothing's black as all that" occurred to me in an unrelated context.  Once they two phrases found their way to the same piece of paper this song popped out.   No deep meaning, just a, hopefully, catchy tune.

Lyrics:
Nothing’s truly black, nothing black as all that.  You can aways find a touch of gray.  
It’s really not so much, just he tiniest touch. Hard to see but it’s always that way,
No matter how dark, and it can get very dark, the stars still find their way through
No matter how old and dreary the story, if you listen you might find something new

There’s a little bit of Alright
Nothing’s ever really that bad
After  midnight on a dark night
There's still a little bit of light to be had       

When you feel low and you swear that you don’t know why you should be feeling like this
It’s probably just the blues but you keep looking for clues you’re sure there must be something you missed
Why don’t you take a moment maybe more than a moment - give yourself a chance to think it all through
No doubt you can cope  you got good reason to hope - that somehow you’ll figure out  what to  do.

There’s a little bit of Alright
Nothing’s ever really that bad
When you’re freezing on a cold night
There's still a little bit of heat to be had       


If you wake into sadness in the middle of your darkest night
Remember that even in the sadness you can find a little bit of alright


If you you’re feeling shy just trying to get by, you’re feeling kinda lonesome and alone 
Feeling pretty flat don’t know what to do ‘bout that. There’s no point of even leaving your home
Maybe think again take a moment count to ten how long since you have been anywhere?
You could get out and meet someone, try your hand at having fun - you’ll find that there's alright everywhere

There’s a little bit of Alright
Nothing’s ever really that bad
When you’re freezing on a cold night
There's still a little bit of heat to be had       

There’s a little bit of Alright
Seems to me it’s always around
Feeling lonely on a hard night
There’s still a little bit of love  to be found       

There’s a little bit of Alright
Seems to me it’s always around
Feeling lonely on a hard night
There’s still a little bit of love  to be found       

A Little Bit of Alright

This album is the result of a long journey. I’ve spent months searching for this sound, shaping it step by step, and pouring every bit of energy into it. Each track carries the weight of countless hours of work, doubt, and persistence. It’s not just music, but a reflection of how far I’ve come and how much I’ve given to bring this vision to life.

A huge thank you to my wife, my friend, my brother, my universe for support — Plague Muse. This album is dedicated to you.

The Darkness (No One)

God and Jesus

You fed us static, fed us rules we couldn't keep 
Built our mouths to swallow silence, taught us how to sleep 
We learned to nod, to smile while fires burned beneath 
Now the ash remembers every promise that you cheapened

Count your coins, call it order 
We count scars, call it power. 

WE ARE THE NOISE — 
WE WON’T BE SILENCED — 
RISE UP, BREAK DOWN — 
WE ARE THE NOISE.

You drew the lines, we learned the gaps and stepped between 
Told us patience saves — we swallowed glass instead of dreams 
I trade your doctrine for the weight that keeps me real 
Your pale advice is paper; we are iron in the steal. 

WE ARE THE NOISE —
WE OWN THE NIGHT —
RATTLE THE FOUNDATIONS —
WE ARE THE NOISE. 

TEAR
THE
MAP
TEAR
THE
MAP
Fist to the skyline — 
BREATHE OUT THE LIES —

You wanted quiet — here’s the storm 
You sold our voices — watch them form 
We are the footnote, turned to the headline 
We are the aftermath, we are the spine 

WE ARE THE NOISE — 
WE WON'T BACK DOWN —
BURN THE MAP, BREAK THE CLOCK — 
WE ARE — THE — NOISE.

WE ARE THE NOISE

FINAL BREATH

Caving

Fatal Nightmare creates a sinister fusion of mechanical beats and horror-inspired narratives