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DOTA: Dragon's Blood - Intro Theme

DOTA: Dragon's Blood - Credits Theme

Vague003 – Drowning

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vague003 - drowning - slowed

Vague003 - Drowning (slowed)

original song by Glare -

https://on.soundcloud.com/UTS9XjwPTfGEGdzg8

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slowed remix by me (i don't take credit for any of the song's components all credits go to the original creator, all i did was slow down the song and loop it.) PLEASE DONT TAKE THIS DOWN SOUNDCLOUD ALL CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL CREATORS!!!

void in blue - glare (slowed + outro loop)

EverythingIsWorseAtNight

DoubleParked

Batida Cosmica

Batida Cosmica (Slowed)

I Like

Fallen, given none
Only felt the shun
Always fed the lies
Ready, end my run


You're the only one
I know, you'll get it done
See it in your eyes
It burns me like the sun


I used to be someone
This cannot be undone
Don't apologize 
Had so much time to run


Winning, never won
LB, never tonne
Showing my disguise
Seen, by anyone

Hindrance - (Prod.acidream)

Is it right man, break em back to leg sand
Heard you want it done, So proceeding with the clan.
Never seen man, break him take a fucking scan
Break his pack, man, raised among the rats and
Chased around the block. Mashing with the block span
Chopping up the paradox. Shackle them and bring the lock
Should have left it to the elder, shut your mouth up with a sock
As your time was running quicker, blood was ticking on the clock
Heart is racing, trouble facing, now you're troubled with the shock
No-one pity, no-one really. Gives a fuck about your talk 
Bring the hex and shivs to fuckin rip you up, so you can't walk
Cut my brethren, you'll be seeing, your limbs leaving in a flock
Rest your head and close your eyes, line your body with the chalk
Contemplating, should you die, remove your edits, til you're stock
Chose to scrap out, lost the trust, and now you're bleeding on a rock
Now you're kids will never live to see you aging on the dock
When I breathe, in the fight I'm turning my spine  
All the opps that I've faced, I call upon the nine
My path is now clear. and I create the sign
If you front on my roots, that's crossing my line   

Pick the wrong path man. Sound beneath the sand man
Wordings of a blue plan. Printings in my head, ran
Botics for the clergyman. Never wasted on man
Careful watch your step man. I become a mad man.
Lock the doors and cover up, you'll get more than just a tan.
When the rain flows down, you will lose your lifespan
Soil breaking for a ban. Send the word mailman
Hide your stacks in a can. Pray another day man
Slit your throat, make it right. Keep your stack out of my sight.
Offer blood to the beast. Savour some for the night.
In the cave bottoms up, out my beaker all delight
Esoteric on my shelf, knowledge hidden from the light
Every drop, every bite. Feel the urge to acolyte.
I restrain, I retain. All my hunger, brain to sight.
Time is ticking. Blood I'm drinking. Rain is falling. In despite
Made it out, secrets held. Another story, that I write.

Pulchritudinous Sleeve (Prod.FALLEN)

How'd you do it? How'd you get it? Cannot view it. Never plug it.
 Shut the fuck up. Just forget it. Extract it. No confide
Breathe the blood in. Split your head and open up to look inside
See the neurons, twist em up, I fuck it up until they're tied.
Pancreatic functions, with the beta cell, I cyanide.
Burn your brain, autophagy. Re-align to looking fried
Never late, the surrogate. For given fate and never lied
On a plate, just eat it up, and fuck your state, until you're DRIED
Stuck oneself-where-don't belong. Fucked it up, and lost the pride.
Tribulations, not avoided. Prompt a thought where would reside?
Flaunt incisions. Cut from mind. Art and song made from the hide.
Expurgate it. Blind you from it. One more teasing in my stride 
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Surgical pinzette, and my teeth quenching on the bloodied marrow
All the needles printing closer to the veins and to the Tallow
My restraints are tighter than the mats they used to lock the Pharaoh
Shiver down your fucking leg and hear the metal crack an echo
End result, to lead you to an option, unidentified
Careful for your act, I might release the sulfur dioxide-------
I want to play, I'm feeling bored.. Don't leave me unsatisfied
Not long now, for I uphold.. All the theta blood supplied.------
Forget what's best. Is it the taste, or twenty seconds when they cried
Could be both, it does not matter. Shut the fuck up and abide.----
Perchance, avoided all of this. You put your eyes to classified.---
Need I attain my lancet, carving stimulating your inside?

Dr. Gemini Killjoy (Prod. Undertaker)

*I apologise for the high pitch "ss" sound. Wear a hoodie underneath your headphones*
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Bliss, man
I can feel the bliss, man 
Wordings of the Tristram
I will never miss clan
You are too remiss, man      
Mess up, you will slip man
Fall into abyss man.
Delta, ought to rip man
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I can bring you back
Shackle in my rag
Savour me a pack
Tripping for a drag
I'm about to crack
I can pick to lag
And your head to hack
Lickle bitch, a scrag
I give you a flak
Go and boss the bag
I've been waitin for the stack
I can see the flag
Etchings, in the lack
Put a fucking tag
Ready for attack!
Battle, never brag
Wordings, for the track
Gambit, for the snag     
I can quench a fucking knack
Stop and watch me go ransack
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I can feel the blight
Take another bite
Now, I feel alright
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Bring you back
I can hold the scratch
Bials on the rack
Listen to the catch
Organs to unpack
You are to attach
From insomniac
That'll never match
They're a maniac
You're amnesiac
Easy for attack
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Wound you cannot patch, I
See the blood drips in the night
Spell is taking over mind
Knowledge, hidden from the light
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Dedicate aggression
Hear my vocals for this session
I am lurking, no discretion
Prompt illusions, wrong impression
Taste of blood, to help me freshen
Never giving my confession
Delta blood is my profession
Holding secrets, my obsession
Might just be my retrogression
Thoughts are moving to procession
I uphold a new digression
Thinking of my newest weapon
Every hit is with compression
In the blood, is my reflection
Hunger, when I hear depression
Maybe that is my confession
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Do you hear my shout?
Please, just let me out
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Shackle me a band
Bet I can withstand
Doubting in demand
Let me prove my hand
Going as I planned
You can never understand
Hear my words as bland
Never know the strand
Maybe I command
I am to be damned
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Running through the night, you never see me tire
Why am I the one that cannot see desire
Why am I the one that gets a blessing and burden sound track on fire
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I can smell the dripping
Leak into the sand
Spare the kicking
I will make anatomy expand
You are missing
I will take your body off the land
I'm forgiving
But you put the pressure to my gland
Time is ticking, for the living
Joyous in the grand
No more running, you are nothing
Trails in the sand
I am giving. I'm admitting
You misunderstand
So forbidding. All the killing
Watching them disband

I Yearn For The Thrill Of Industrial City Horrors(Prod. Sinematic)

Gucci Gucci

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Dr. Gemini Killjoy (Prod. Undertaker)

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