Swimmer

Film, Western.
Horses grazing, to galloping capturing.

Own composition.

Wild Horses Roam A composed Western Film piece.

Burning For You

All the Weight

Racing Thoughts

I went down to the basement to record something that sounded like Can, but this sounds nothing like Can. There is only one Can.

Power Owl

“An eerie gloom of an endless night where the cursed beings of the Undead realm wrestle with a romantic dilemma as ageless as time. Their love, a silent opera, unfolds against mortality’s relentless march that threatens to snatch away their mortal true love. Each of their heartbeats echoes a sweet, mournful melody, gradually sinking into death’s silence. Faced with a cruel choice – to save their loved ones from mortality’s clasp by damning their soul to the cold of the night or watch them crumble into the arms of death. Oscar Wilde’s words, “The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death,” echo the profound enigma that entangles the hearts of the Undead in a destiny laced with tender caress and icy despair. This melancholy dance between a love strong enough to challenge life and death, yet forever shackled by fate, resonates through the bleak, starless night.”
– Alex Baker for post-punk.com

A murder of crows will fly
Over secrets of those who died
Every ghost haunts a million lies  
So come with me
So come with me

Into the forest we’ll leave tonight
I know we’re not meant for this life 
This hidden sin burns inside
So come with me
So come with me

Into the Undead
The Undead
Give into the mystery 
Undead
Undead
From here into eternity

Take my hand on an icy peak
The wind chills this reckoning
Where Gods and monster’s breed
Their darkest secret

Into the Undead
The Undead
Give into the mystery 
Undead
Undead
From here into eternity

I’ll lay down kiss you to sleep
And fly you far away with me
Our troubles fade into the deep
Close your eyes I’ll set you free
Blessing this awakening
Let’s get lost into the dream

Undead Undead
Undead Undead

Into the Undead
The Undead
Give into the mystery 
Undead
Undead
From here into eternity

Undead Undead
Undead Undead

Written by: Pete Mills
Vocals, bass, guitar, synth, drums: Pete Mills
Engineered, produced, mixed, mastered: Pete Mills
Additional production: Ellen Hawk
Mix consultant: Anthony “FU” Valcic
Recorded, mixed, mastered: Shadow Zone Sound
Label: Young & Cold Records, Shadow Zone Records

Nowhere

Undead

New Times, New Age · Mercury Toys

New Times, New Age

℗ Mercury Toys

Released on: 2019-11-01

Producer: Mercury Toys
Mixer: Raul Astete
Composer: Nicolás Miranda
Composer: Natalia Vajda

New Times, New Age

“Distraction”
by Steve Robinson and Sharon Arthur

V1
You’re turning me around 
From where I was sure I was going
Now I can’t tell the sky from the ground
Or which way this wind is blowing
Got me moving in every direction
Back and forward at the same time
You flicker like a water reflection
And I can’t follow the line

Ch
You’re a distraction
I can’t deny this attraction 
It’s an involuntary reaction
You’re a distraction
You’re a distraction

V2
So I bury my face in a book
Hide my eyes from the flowers in bloom
Try to fight this temptation to look
While you swirl ‘round my head like perfume

Ch
You’re a distraction
I can’t deny this attraction 
It’s an involuntary reaction
You’re a distraction…
You’re a distraction… 

Br
Thought I knew what I wanted but you got me lost in a dream
About the kind of love where I could be all in
I can’t decide if this is my recurring theme
Or just a temporary whim

Ch
You’re a distraction
I can’t deny this attraction 
It’s an involuntary reaction
You’re a distraction…

You’re a distraction
And I just can’t deny this attraction 
It’s an involuntary reaction
You’re a distraction…
You’re a distraction… 
You’re a distraction…

Distraction

Maverick

Slowly fade away,
Dissolve In the flow
The stops on my way
On dark road, red - white glow

Road lights are shiny
Drawn with acrylic colours
Wild winds carry me
Through winters and summers

There is a place for anyone
Among night road lights
I can see the glimpse of it
Reflected in your eyes

Along countless windows
Beacons in the night
Like the stars and planets
They flow in the sky

Don’t fade away
Without trace
Along orange leafs
And rainy days

When lights above
Fly so free
Only you can see
Real me

Many stories around
But they are not about me
Emptiness so strong sometimes
Don’t you agree

Someone moves along with us
At some point , we should say goodbye
In incomprehensible way
Plays with us life

It seems we can fly
But mostly carried by wind
Like an orange, red
In autumn dance falling leafs

Along countless windows
Beacons in the night
Like the stars and planets
They flow in the sky

Don’t fade away
Without trace
Along orange leafs
And rainy days

When lights above
Fly so free
Only you can see
Real me

Easier with you
To be carried by wind
When another point
On the road map pinned

If outside are
Hail and noise
Between radio waves
I can hear your voice

Among Radio Waves

I write instrumentals with an emotional nostalgic core; also some guitar-based rock stuff with a post-punk influence. Based in North Carolina.

Maverick

Greg Hlavaty