Morbid Fascination Of Death

A World Of Bones

Welcome My Last Chapter

As I Behold the Dying Sun (Remastered)

Songs of Blood and Mire

Twelve Moons in Hell

Rose Thorn Necklace

Dandelion Tea

In the low light where sounds birth learns to breathe,
dark eroticism already hums like deep bass-line.

Let us say that it is not the body that speaks here first,
but the fragile void before the note and tension lands ... tremor held between silence and desire.

Music moves  through shadow—
slow, deliberate, never naming what it touches.

serpent of a minor chord leans closer than words,
a rhythm lingers where restraint melts,
teaching longing how to sway.

echoes,
vinyl crackle, velvet night,

 voices with secrets it refuses to confess.

It is the art of almost,
the seduction of what remains just out of reach.

In this space, sound and desire conspire.

They remind us that the deepest intimacy
is often heard, 
felt in the pulse.


8) Dark wraps her fevered grace

vocal synths used: Hitsune Kumi, HXVOC
guitars used: Legator Artist Signature LM-9, Agile Chiral Nirvana 102528

The winter's coming
The timeline's finding structure
The winter's coming
Have plans for tire puncture
The winter's coming
We rock the new adventure
The winter's coming
We are cold ones

The winter's coming
The scalpers fly like vultures
The winter's coming
Have plans for tire puncture
The winter's coming
We rock the new adventure
The winter's coming
We are cold ones

Count your blessings
Shots come loose every hour
Count your blessings
They're knocking down lines of power

Count your blessings
Shots come loose every hour
Count your blessings
They're knocking down lines of power

The winter's coming
The timeline's finding structure
The winter's coming
The game has quickly ruptured
The winter's coming
We rock the new adventure
The winter's coming
We are cold ones

The winter's coming
The scalpers fly like vultures
The winter's coming
The game has quickly ruptured
The winter's coming
We rock the new adventure
The winter's coming
We are cold ones

Count your blessings
Shots come loose every hour
Count your blessings
They're knocking down lines of power

Count your blessings
Shots come loose every hour
Count your blessings
They're knocking down lines of power

08 - Remove the Defender - Count Your Blessings

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Reason, why not fall for tricks?
I can't pretend that I don't enjoy it,
I chew on a lie till it bleeds my mouth,
Fever in my spine
(A fever in my spine)
A silent mouse

Reason, why not fall for tricks?
I can't pretend that I don't enjoy it,
I chew on a lie till it bleeds my..

Sinking my teeth in the shame you feed me, break me down slowly
Every step I take feels wired shut
(Shut)

(Braces)
(Braces)
(Braces)
(Shut)
(Braces)
(Braces)
(Braces)
(Shut the fuck up)

Dandelion Tea

Ghost Bath