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Metal Mix Aug 25

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Korn - Blind

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I lean over that old wishing well
moss-cold stone beneath my palm
whispering into its watery hush:
Please... show me how to burn bright in ash
I plead. I argue. I gasp. I hurl coins
they clink down unseen shafts
the well returns only cavernous void

"Dear Applicant
Thank you for your submission. 
After thorough consideration, 
we find it does not align with our needs. 
We welcome future inquiries"

That "we find"-a pebble skipped at my core
rippling doubt in widening circles
I press my ear to slick brick
straining for the promise it never breathed

I bend to that moss--rimmed stone
Pour trembling words:
I love you more than my anything
More than life
More than math
More than the falling snow on Christmas Eve
Coins of my soul dropped in
they sink into silent depths

"Dear Honey
I cherish your warmth
But I can't return it
It's not you, it's me"

I kneel again at that moss-rimmed mouth
voice trembling as I pour every fractured refrain:
This is my confession, 
my code, my blood in sound
take it, well, and let me rise
I belt each line like a prayer
spill my marrow into shadowed depths
then wait for the echo's promise

"Dear Bard,
We acknowledge receipt of your composition. 
Regrettably, it falls outside our scope. 
We wish you success elsewhere."

Well?

The lead single off of our forthcoming EP, Defilement of the Elderly. Stream it everywhere 10/24/2025 and check the Corpsefucker links for more.

Addicted to Coprophagia

Album Title: After The Bat Was Freed ... But Before Metal Died 

An Ozzy Requiem

Description:

This is more than an album. This is a requiem. A two-part rock opera epic exploring the complete life, legacy, and psychological journey of a rock and roll icon. Performed by the virtual progressive metal band Adelheide's Wisdom.

LP 1: "After The Bat Was Freed ... But Before Metal Died"
A nine-act narrative that chronicles the rise and reflection of a legend. The journey begins in the industrial haze of 1960s Birmingham, capturing the spark of a Beatles-inspired dream ("The Day The Bat Was Freed"). It crashes through the chaotic birth of a new sound ("Sounds Like a Bunch of Cats Fightin'"), explores the creation of the demonic "Madman" persona ("They Call Me The Madman"), and descends into the self-destructive excesses of the 80s ("Wings of Sin"). The album finds its emotional core in the heartbreaking ballad "I Was Just A Dreamer," before culminating in a final, monumental tribute to the man behind the myth ("Prince of Eternal Fire").

6. Wings of Sin
The myth becomes reality: A dark, poetic gothic-metal hymn that interprets the infamous anecdotes of the "Madman" era not just as stories, but as acts of self-destruction. This is the moment the stage persona and the private man tragically merge.

Wings of Sin

Album Title: After The Bat Was Freed ... But Before Metal Died 

An Ozzy Requiem

Description:

This is more than an album. This is a requiem. A two-part rock opera epic exploring the complete life, legacy, and psychological journey of a rock and roll icon. Performed by the virtual progressive metal band Adelheide's Wisdom.

LP 1: "After The Bat Was Freed ... But Before Metal Died"
A nine-act narrative that chronicles the rise and reflection of a legend. The journey begins in the industrial haze of 1960s Birmingham, capturing the spark of a Beatles-inspired dream ("The Day The Bat Was Freed"). It crashes through the chaotic birth of a new sound ("Sounds Like a Bunch of Cats Fightin'"), explores the creation of the demonic "Madman" persona ("They Call Me The Madman"), and descends into the self-destructive excesses of the 80s ("Wings of Sin"). The album finds its emotional core in the heartbreaking ballad "I Was Just A Dreamer," before culminating in a final, monumental tribute to the man behind the myth ("Prince of Eternal Fire").

5. Crumbling Inside
The dark side of the dream: A raw, hypnotic proto-metal track in the style of the early 70s that delves into the inner collapse and psychological struggles at the height of fame. This is the sound of paranoia and alienation, driven by a simple, inescapable riff.

Crumbling Inside

It feels like just yesterday the sun was near,
Summer raced past, bright and clear.
Golden days with laughter, the world alive,
Now the cold wind cuts and I barely survive.

I wasn’t ready for the season’s fall,
This northern silence, it drowns me all.

When I close my eyes, I see you there,
Crystal seas and sunlight in your hair.
But I’m trapped in shadows, frozen through,
Dreaming of a life meant for me and you.
Don’t let the fire fade, don’t let it die,
I’m terrified love will pass us by.

I remember spring when the birds all sang,
Sweet blue skies, how the daylight rang.
Now all I hear is the ruthless wind,
It chills my bones, it breaks me within.

Your pictures show me another place,
Like a movie scene, full of grace.

When I close my eyes, I see you there,
Crystal seas and sunlight in your hair.
But I’m trapped in shadows, frozen through,
Dreaming of a life meant for me and you.
Don’t let the fire fade, don’t let it die,
I’m terrified love will pass us by.

I’ve never belonged in this northern land,
Snow and silence, I can’t withstand.
I’m tired, I’m broken, I’m losing ground,
But in your warmth my soul is found.

When I close my eyes, I see you there,
Crystal seas and sunlight in your hair.
If we could escape, if we could be free,
Life as it’s meant, just you and me.
Don’t let the fire fade, don’t let it die,
I’m terrified love will pass us by.

So promise me, even through the pain,
You won’t forget me, you’ll call my name.

CRYSTAL SEAS, FROZEN SKIES

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