This song is profound; what this song is expressing is even more profound.

Somewhere located on the bottom of an abysmal ocean lies the ruins of Atlantis City... to make this more fictional than it already is, I decided to compose this song to the thought of it replaying itself in a "spiritual", or holographic form, where the history's essence was damned to repeat itself from the time Atlantis was created to prosper, to the time Atlantis was destroyed and conquered.

As the song plays, the sequences go something like this: Prospering city > the bad turns to conquer > war begins > lives are wasted > the good turn to fight > the war is too strong > the good fight harder > the war ends... everyone is left with only ruin


Atlantis World To Atlantis War

We sometimes grow too curious for our well-being, in that we look in places we are not prepared to look into, which results in psychological consequences that had driven many walks of life into insanity.

The moonlight is sharp; the shadows are sharper.

In the end, Nietzsche was correct, for we do not fear what we see in darkness; we fear what darkness sees in us.


Gnawing At The Moon

Throughout time, we fear death, but that's not what I fear, myself; I fear the monster this world creates in each of us, and knowing what it feeds off of can be found in more places than we think, makes this reality that more unappealing. 

The world is the monster's plate, I'm afraid.

This song is to represent that change in us throughout time; as when we are innocent, we start changing into something dark, then we slowly break away from it when our body isn't strong enough to keep the monster satisfied any longer.


Punctured Frames

I KNOW MY SAMPLES ARE SHIT
 but I MAKE THEM SPEAK, and that's what MUSIC is supposed to BE.
 MUSIC is LIFE
 just like even the most ONE-DIMENSIONAL people are still life
 what MATTERS is seeing a hobo do an awesome DANCE infront of a street crowd
 THATS WHAT MY MUSIC STANDS FOR
 fuck nice suits
 fuck perfection
 lets turn shit into gold
 THATS "MY" LIFE

Hatred Is Treated As Sacred

Memories are special, in a way that no matter how distorted they are, we are able to experience the full impact of the memory.

I have a memory, a dark one, and since the mind blocks out experiences when they hurt you too much, this memory is nearly erased, but I managed to hold onto it, and I wanted to make a song out of the pain and grief I have caused and experienced.

This song is dedicated to a special person that once was in my life; it expresses many different feelings throughout the song, just like this memory I have.

I loved her; I still love her -- I may not have her love now, or later, but atleast I made something out of our past love for now, and the future to come


Shadowy Wolves of Love

Zombie Paper. A beautiful remix for a beautiful song. My heart's chambers were flooded with all sorts of eloquent emotions after listening to the original song: 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSr-S9M439E

I really hope OCRemix enjoys this remix. I admire their work so much, I listen to almost every song that they upload when I can. The imaginations people have are unlimited! :) It would be an honor to be a part of their project! If they do not like my remix, I will always be happy with the supreme justice I've given the original song after everyone else laughed at it and made fun of it. 

I said nay to them!  I composed this song to reveal to them all the potential this magnificent song concealed for all these years; waiting to be unleashed by a unique composer. I cannot be the only one out there that can see potential where people do not! I mustn't! It would be too lonely for myself... and I do enjoy the company.

Running To The Store For More Zombie Paper

I have to fix up some stuff, so this is a WIP, but I really think I fixed a lot of the serious issues.

Zombie Paper With Brown Stains For Now

Beneath the fog is a treacherous species known as the Awkalawkapoogooduguns. Popular to contrary belief, they will eat your face; and poop in your nose. Also popular to contrary belief, they do not contain of any diseases. However, they still will eat your face, and poop in your nose.

Insanctuary