Energetic jungle track from space. Image is "fighter" by DeviantArt user proxygreen.

Interceptor

Euro style dance track with a Far Eastern flavor. Samples are public domain Buddhist chants. Image is Nature and Time by DeviantArt user parablev.

The Ritual

Humanity is far from home; civilians must take up arms to battle for their right to live free.

Spoken samples by MissJudged (Soundcloud)
Image is Expedition by DeviantArtist PascalBlanche

The Expedition (feat. MissJudged)

The machine exploits whatever is deemed suitable.


Image is "creepy dude" by Deviant Artist Duster 132.

r3c0mbin4nt

A new adventure begins...

Image is "farms" by DeviantArtist Sebastian Wagner.

Endeavor

Track for a synthetic future.

Image is "neon" by DeviantArtist fongshader.

Incorporated

A metal track, just for a change.

Image is "Atlach-Nacha" by DeviantArtist MorkarDFC.

The Spider

A modern-style song for an ancient festival.

Image is "Inti Raymi" by DeviantArtist nox-lua-dia

Quechua

Move or you're dead.

Image is "no mercy" by DeviantArtist panjoool.

Survival

Warmaster Horus Lupercal strides to victory over the lapdogs of the "False Emperor".

Image is "Warmaster Horus Lupercal" by DeviantArtist Dpet29

Horus Strides to Victory

Brooding

Is there a *real* hope to be found...in this silence?

Speech samples are from the public domain, namely the BBC's 1965 pseudo-documentary, The War Game.

Children of the Apocalypse

They're forcing behaviors
They cannot  let you see
They think they're your saviors
They won't let you free

They pull all the levers
Use truth as a tool
They hire deceivers 
Who make you the fool

You own your behaviors
Determine what you see
You are your own savior
So choose to be free

Create your own lever
Use truth as a tool
If we work together
They no longer rule

Influence

Soundtrack for a desolate, blasted planetary system that was once teeming with life.

Image is "split_bullet" by DeviantArtist psyxis.

Shattered Remnants

2025 Remix of Cursed Blood from my Electronic Offensive album (2018).

Quotes taken from Bram Stoker's Dracula (the book, not the film).

Image is "Lands of Last Breath (Image 10)" by DeviantArtist ArynDi

Cursed Blood (2025 Remix)

This is a remix of a track I made back in 2007 or so and uploaded here in 2012. 

Emily is not from around here.

"I find this world fascinating, especially the phenomenon of death."
"I've found that makes me a threat. "
"This is my companion, Sirius. He plays with those who try to harm me...
plays until they stop moving."
"Sirius! Want to play?!"
"Oh...is playtime over?"

Image was made with Dreamlike.art. Speech samples were made using Replica Studios.

Emily (2025 Remix)

We sweat with iron and soil
Work fingers to the bone
Mother weeps and Father drinks
To forget delinquent loans
You grasp for assets and power
Resplendent on your throne
But the people grow quite restless
And it's time for you to atone

Victory is not certain
But we know that we are right
We won't let our beloved nation
Fall without a fight
Prepare yourself for combat
The pieces have been set
The people plan a reckoning
You will not soon forget...

Na na na, hey hey
Na na na, hey hey
Na na na, hey hey
Na na na, hey hey

They've take us for fools for too long
We've lost too many to suicide
To overdose
This ends today
To arms!
To victory!

Na na na, hey hey
Na na na, hey hey
Na na na, hey hey
Na na na, hey hey

Revolution

Try as you may, but
Soon you'll feel betrayed,
One tries as one may, son
Soon you're on your way

We move on
To the dawn
And we're rolling strong
But not for long

Fate wields the scythe, but
Does not own the sky, son
Time steals the light, but
You're not on your own

We move on
To the dawn
And we're rolling strong
But not for long

We watch the light fade
The screen on which our lives played
Time steals your life, but
Don't become a shade

[Synthesizer V was used for the vocals on this track]

Obsolete

There's a dread down in my bones
Of the deep, dark nothing
There's a place silent as stone
And it lives on suffering
And I can't take much more strain
From the ghosts we're chasing
And I can't get off this train
Onto death we're racing

...end of the line, you've run out of time

There's a time to push for change
And a time for seeking
There's a place to rearrange
And a time for reaping
There's a test that we all take
And it's always graded
For the white-skull Headman's sake
All the light has faded

...end of the line, you've run out of time

The wheels smoke, rattle, and roll
But I feel them slowing
And the ride costs all a toll
To the Boatman rowing
I'm to cross the River Styx
And I fear time ending
But I had my chance for kicks
So my soul I'm sending

End Of The Line (Next Gen Version)

Break The Mold (Next Gen Against Dave)

When the darkness falls;
And the monsters crawl;
From behind the veil;
Soon hearts shall fail.

Patient while you sleep;
In the monsters creep;
Countless lives they take;
For the Darkness' sake.

Limbs of lead, I'm told;
And your skin grows cold;
Spirit fading fast;
As you breathe your last.

They drag you underground;
Your body's never found;
But your fate is known;
A feast of blood and bone.

Darkness (Dark4 2024 remix)

Lyrics:

Through shadows deep
He roams
With an old trail camper
He calls home
As a chill wind blows
And the fires burn low
He's been searching for peace 
But the pain
It will not cease 

Under darkened skies
But a tent for a shield
From the storms within his eyes
Where the truths are revealed
The winds carry tales
Of the past he knows well
On the forgotten trails
His thoughts ring out like bells

Oh, the road stretches far and wide
As he travels,
He strives to decide
Is clarity found 
In the rustling leaves?
Or in the hollow sound
Of a soul that grieves?

His heart seeks out resolution
And his mind, it chases calm
In the wilds he finds a solution
He finds a healing balm
The sun sets behind the trees
And it paints the world in gold
As he ponders what he sees 
Of the stories 
Yet untold

As the morning swells 
With the promise of light
In the labor he'll sell
He may find some respite
For the journey's the answer
The winding of the path
As the soul becomes stronger
In its aftermath

Oh, the road stretches far and wide
As he travels,
He strives to decide
Is clarity found 
In the rustling leaves?
Or in the hollow sound
Of a soul that grieves?

Old Trail Wanderer

Dedicated to people who do graveyard shift work in labor jobs. Image is Nuclear Plant by DeviantArt user Raphael Lacoste

Dead Hours

A rock song inspired by Devon Eriksen's Theft of Fire (Orbital Space #1)

[Verse 1]
A shattered dream 
A desperate fight
The Darkness seems
To quench the light

"But feel no fear
Embrace the rage
Don't shed a tear
For the gilded cage"

[Chorus]
The Torch is lit
The thrusters bite
With stubborn grit
He'll win the fight

The rail guns blast
Through silent sky
The White Cat's fast
He cannot die

[Verse 2]
To pay off debts
To dare to rise
To cut through nets
To counter lies

A valid goal
Though not the same, 
A troubled soul,
His heart aflame

[Chorus]
The Torch is lit
The thrusters bite
With stubborn grit
He'll win the flight

The rail guns blast
Through silent sky
The White Cat's fast
He cannot die

[Bridge]
The die is cast
Can't be undone
His sordid past
He can't outrun

[guitar solo]

[Verse 3]
Where Fate's unkind
Through parts unknown
He'll live to find
His life his own

His skills and wits
His battered frame
He'll take the hits
And win his fame

[Chorus]
The Torch is lit
The thrusters bite
With stubborn grit
He'll win the fight

The rail guns blast
Through silent sky
The White Cat's fast
He cannot die

He cannot die


Theft of Fire

A remix of Zach from Extra Fabulous Comics' "BoopBoop" song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpCqVXQpAwc). 

Summer Jam (feat. Zach)

Telenovela by Isabella Lovestory (Intrepid Demise Remix)

A song about the cyclical nature of revolt. 
Lyrics:

We'll parse through the static, and reclaim the spark,
Our verdict's emphatic, we'll pierce through the dark,  
We'll reforge the passion, and mold the unknown,
We'll stand like a bastion where cyclones are sown.  

Our spirits relentless, we'll slash through all doubt, 
The blind and the senseless, we'll soon put to rout,
We'll then seize the ground, and we'll hack through the veil, 
We'll let truth resound, and it won't be for sale.

We'll shatter our chains, and we'll rise to our claims,
We'll take up the reins, and we'll etch in our names,
We'll reshape this strife to enable one's fate
for achievement in life, consequences and weight. 

Rekindling the ashes, we're stoking the flames,
The whole system crashes, on old, weakened frames,
The locus has fallen, its wreck is defiled,
A focus for all, in utopian style.

[guitar solo]    

But soon all our charges have shown discontent,
The students have marches, and workers lament,
That rubble still smolders and poisons the air,
The prices are higher, there's no food to spare.

We try to remind these recalcitrant fools,
That we have the power and we have the tools,
Rebuilding takes time, and that knowledge is lost,
We mouth the same rhymes as the group we just tossed.

The marches grow larger, the workers set flames,
They're smashing the markers where we etched our names,
We're pulled from our homes and we're put to the test,
The Grim Reaper roams as an unwelcome guest.

Rekindling the ashes, they're stoking the flames,
The whole system crashes on newly-built frames, 
We'll hang from the gallows for crimes real and fake,
We'll drown in the shallows, or burn at the stake.

So learn from our failings and learn from our fates,
Though life will have railings, there's often a gate,
Distinguish dissent from the form it sustains
and know zealous resentment is no match for brains.

The Harvest

Found on the grave marker of a young Roman woman:

"Hospes, quod deico paullum est; asta ac pellege.
Heic est sepulcrum hau pulcrum pulcrai feminae,
nomen parentes nominarunt Claudia.
Suom mareitum corde deilexit souo,
liberos duo creavit, horum alterum
in terra linquit, alium sub terra locat.
Sermone lepido, tum autem incessu commodo.
Domum servavit, lanam fecit. Dixi. Abei."


Epitaph of Claudia

Just screwin' around with some Beethoven. Image is Staircase of Knowledge by DeviantArt user wojciechdziadosz.

Funeral March

The information in the books in these halls may drive you to madness...

Image is Grove of the Pilgrim Hollow by DeviantArt user darkki1.

Forbidden Library

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