日本の夏は暑い。
暑くて笑ってしまう感じです。
また、次、作ります・・・。

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Animus Epsiritualis

Melek Ha Olam

Frosty Roses © 2023 Nadia Cripps, Andrea Brennan and Hannah Busse
Nadia Cripps (music, piano)
Andrea Brennan (lyrics)
Hannah Busse (vocal music, vocals)

Lyrics
It was Spring when you planted me roses
In the yard where the sun shone bright
I watered and tended them every day
They were the light of my life

Petals so tender and vibrant
Scent so sweet, it melts my heart
Like the gentle kiss from my darling's lips
And the promise we'll never part

Seasons turn even if we aren't ready
And cold grips til you give up the fight
A love life taken too early
Like frosty roses covered in white

Petals once tender and vibrant
Faded sweetness that breaks my heart
Like one last kiss from my darling's lips
The broken promise we'll never part

It was Spring when you planted me roses
In the yard where the sun shone bright
Like you, they were the light of my life

Frosty Roses - 50/90 collab

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NOW (PROD. RAD!CAL)

freak out

The Mysterious Decibel - Materialistic Decay

Lyrics, instrumental, Vocal performance, Sounds, mix, song structure - Written by - The Mysterious Decibel

Lyrics:

Death, regret and dysfunction
The same three always turn the wheel
Rejoice a word that is lost
Is peace what we really crave to feel?

Just have my death be like a dog
So all can't fight over what's left
Only memories will remain
So greed doesn't suffer at the hands of theft

Deviation away from simplistic
Grimy palms so sadistic
First come first serve, Materialistic
All the way down to the last biscuit
Budding a true characteristic

Bury me with all my things so they can rot with me
Save yourself from all the stings of a degrading family tree
Gold china cabinet is where it splattered, Until I was dead
The blood stained wood where I bled where the remnants were shed.

"Oh my heavens would you look at that" my auntie dearest said
"That's gonna look fine so fine so fine right behind my bed"
"too bad I have my plans to take it, you should've planned ahead"
"I'm gonna fill it will all my tools and books, right up in my shed"
"Hey asshole you can't just claim are you insane to put it in such a place of shame"
"Listen here woman, I don't give a damn, It's mine now fuck off with the names!"
We'll see about that. I'll never forget this, I never wanna hear from you again. This house will be ransacked before you get back I'm gonna call my boys and Uncle Ben!"

Materialistic Decay

deceive.

拍を打つ鼓動は 嘘をつく
いつも　水面は小さく鼓動する
明日世界は終わる　匂いを翳す
だってカメレオン　僕は嘘をついている
生きる為に

所詮　こんなもの欺いた
開いた穴に　落ちた奈落　
深く不覚　迂闊だった　たった
数ミリの死角

当然の淘汰　煙になって消える
悠然と演舞　明日を願い　舞う

脈を打つ鼓動が 嘘をつく
いつも　水面を揺らす雫は絶えず
明日世界が終わる　匂いを翳す
だって　僕はカメレオン　嘘を纏っている
生きる為に

所詮　こんなもん欺いた
空いた心　虚空　彼方
深く　深く　二つになった　本当の僕は---。

当然の淘汰　煙になって消える
悠然と演舞　明日を願い　舞う

透明な僕は　いつか消えてしまう
透明な僕は　明日を見失った

当然の淘汰
悠然と演舞　心　無くし　舞う

deceive.

Premiere 12.11. 2023

Nürnberg, Villa Treepe
Piano - Anne-Kathrein Jordan

Beta Lyrae

Eddie Man feat (TK️money)

The prayer of the shaman to the four directions before beginning any new ceremony, tuned to 432 Hz.  

Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, November 2023

Music by Evandro B Lira, Vintage Mutation
https://soundcloud.com/evandro_b_lira. 
November 2023

Words: 
I bow to the four directions. 

To the East. The red dawn air 
Sighing over the China seas, 
Blow the nomad trade winds 
Along your Silk Road, 
Your Bay of Bengal 
And swirling pyres of Varanasi, 
Through the temples of Tibet 
And the spiced Vedic lees. 
Bring Vayu's sweet sylphs 
To inspire our creativity. 

To the West. The deep Atlantic 
Heaves and tosses the merrows,
Your swirling whirlpools 
And drowned, forgotten reefs
Of mermaids and mer-men 
On high waves and farrows. 
Bring up from Lir's feet 
That purest of aqua cold. 
Sail it fast over the Irish sea 
And across the Menai roll 
To wash away our pain and fear 
And heal our troubled souls. 

To the North. Soil of our minds,
Your caves of quartz and tourmaline
And your blue melting glaciers 
Birthing borates from ice 
Under the Borealis, the stars 
Circling like glittering brides. 
Roll your satyrs and sylvestres 
Through the bleak Calanish stones 
Over the rivers, brooks and glens, 
To the oolite gold of Avalon  
It's Thirteen Treasures and gems. 

To the South. Cast your castanets 
Your smouldering salamanders, 
Your fierce Romany cantinas
Your red lipped, red hipped skies,
And your sultry, dusky sun-downers. 
When the frangipani and mimosa 
Whispers with exotic aroma 
And the heart promises ‘Soon’, 
Give us the southern comfort, 
The tango and the wild fandango 
To spark our dancing shoes. 

© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, 2023

The Medicine Wheel, ft Vintage Mutation

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