David Levy - Thronebreaker | Doom The Dark Ages Reimagined OST

Invierno Industrial

I am at an age where “back then” is really a long time ago. an intangible eternity. a period of time that was beyond abstract when I was in my mid-20s and understood the future to mean the next 5 years. interestingly, I also had a very different understanding of the past. even my youth, just a few years ago, felt far away – comparable to the phenomenon that music was called an "oldie" if it was more than 10 years old (probably due to music was developing way more rapidly at that time and was constantly coming up with something innovative, surprising, and completely new). 

during this time, I met my wife, carina. we had both been through extremely chaotic first relationships. with all the wild excesses that go with them: massive parties, any kind of drugs, crazy trips, the entire range of juvenile madness, intense emotional ups and downs, and both paths with a really nasty ending.

in our early days, we loved spending nights telling each other about it, preferably in my band's rehearsal room, where we often spontaneously made music out of our experiences.

this resulted in, among other songs, a piece with the plain hook “looking back at you, looking back at me, looking back and all I see’s absurdity” and a super simple chord progression of Fism/D/E/Bm, which repeated itself the whole time without any variation. 

we could sing all sorts of different things to it, and it always worked and sounded funny. I kept coming back to the subject with countless recordings (as I did to many others). until today, more than 40 years later, in a future that was unimaginable back then and that held experiences for us that made our retrospective view of that time seem like a piece of cake.

now, after all, I combined some text fragments from '83 with new lines, made them a little more english (hope so) and briefed my virtual singer along with a playback. 

you can't imagine how it feels for us to hear this song interpreted like this today, on our 41st wedding anniversary this weekend. or maybe you can. and will smile.

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, instrumental cover & vocal performance by suno 4.5+

You were fire
I was the flood
We burned
We drowned
We made it good
I am looking back 
at you

In the chaos
I saw the stars
Bright and cruel
They lit our scars
I am looking back 
I am looking back 
at you
 
I am looking back
At the cracks
I am looking back
At the glow
At the pieces we let go

I am looking back
Not with tears
I am looking back
Not with pain
But with love for the insane
 
We built a tower 
to watch it fall
A kingdom of glass
Shattered by it all
First kisses felt like 
endless springs
Last words cut like 
broken strings
I am looking back 
at you
looking back 

High, low
Yes, no
I am looking back 
at you
truth, show
wait, go
I am looking back 
at you

I won’t regret the end
I won’t regret the start
Your chaos still dances somewhere in my heart

I am looking back
Nothing more
I am looking back
No encore
I am looking back
Nothing more
I am looking back
No encore

Looking back

Pantano

another (actually my first, but then postponed) contribution to the album “despair.” 

humans are fascinated by ghosts, monsters and demons. we even slip into their roles and take on their form to celebrate them #halloween.

isn’t a little bizarre that we celebrate pure fantasies together, while largely ignoring or repressing demons that actually exist? real ghosts, who strike in secret and haunt many more people than one might think, tormenting them unimaginably and sucking all life out of them.

this song is a heartfelt dedication to their victims. people who are often left alone by the community and health systems, who have to experience that nightmares aren’t dreams, and that there is hardly any greater effort than being condemned to mental and physical immobility – sucked dry by a monster that has taken complete control of you and that cannot be easily eliminated with garlic, a crucifix, or mr van helsing. 

I hope that not too much meaning has been lost in the translation of my lyrics, which I struggled with using google and deepl.

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, instrumental cover & vocal performance by suno 5


There’s a hush between my thoughts, too loud to bear
A mirror fogged with someone I don’t know
Every heartbeat drags like rusted prayer
Time bleeds slow where no light dares to go
In the marrow of my sleep he waits
Feeding softly on what won’t awake

He moves like shadow through my glassy veins
Draining dawn from everything I dream
The sun knocks faintly, but the lock remains
Sealed behind a breath I cannot scream
He drinks the color out of all I was
And leaves me pale, without a cause

My private Nosferatu, perfidious thief of air
You dine on silence, coming out of nowhere
No pain to hold, no tears to start
Just the graveyard hush inside my heart
You take the light I never knew
My private Nosferatu

There’s no storm, no shatter, no descent
Only stillness heavy as the ground
Every thought dissolves in discontent
Each feeling buried, never found
I walk beneath my own eclipse
The living dead behind my lips

My private Nosferatu…

Undead and locked in frozen fire
From you my undisclosed vampire
You’re not a scary fairytale
Each try to capture you will fail

My private Nosferatu…

If only I had any clue
To tell you finally
FU

My Private Nosferatu

Bass, guitar + synthesizer by Adam Majdecki-Janicki @adammajdeckijanicki @psychetropicunderground

Pagan chant lyrics from The Goodly Spellbook - 'The Bagahi Rune'

Bagahi laca bachahe,
Lamac cahi achabahe,
Karrelyos.

Lamac Lamec bachalyos,
Cabahagi sabalyos,
Baryolas.

Lagozatha cabyolas,
Samahac et famyolas,
Harrahya.

Translation:

The feast in November, the feast,
I shall transport thee there myself,
And without the aid of a sieve, 
To scour the plates and dishes with sand,
Work which must be done with those plates and dishes,
We  shall meet our friends, ready for the drinking-cup,
If they shall go to the feast, their bellies full with,
Quaffing from the drinking-cup.
O' sons of the master, with your families,
Shout his praises with the  cry,
HURRAHYA!


The Bagahi Soup ft. Adam Majdecki-Janicki

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Badman - It's Simple

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Badman - It's Simple

ARRIVAL.

Travelling clairvoyant through space and time.

Human made for human souls.

Andromeda Flight

New Age Ruhe

Mark Bauer & MariaMagdalena - Temperature (Original Mix)

Ich erschaffe Klangwelten, Sehr dunkele Klangwelten Gedankenwelten so wie Ambient Welten. Habe mir alles selber beigebracht. Notenlesen Hab ich nie Gelernt. Lebe in meiner Gedankenwelt. Meine Klangwelt erstelle ich nur nach Gehör. Es Freud mich wenn ihr meine Klangwelt Hört.

New Age Ruhe

Ferdinand Gerhards