https://soundcloud.com/slimecop

https://soundcloud.com/slimecopjr based on the film Time after Time 1979

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0080025/



    LYRICS:TIMECOP!

A new toy for Juliette wants to play a game
The hidden knife is in his hand, carving out her shame
They took him for a victim, but they didn't know his name
Now, reflected in the mirror glass, multitudes are maimed

Uprooted from his era by some technologic means
Transplanted to a place that's unlike anything he's seen
Soon these stainless city streets won't be so crystal-clean
And he'll lay his bloody hands on the controls of the machine

He's traded in the Liston knife for a living blade
The incisions so much neater than what any surgeon made
And he's going on a lil' trans-chronologic escapade
History re-wrote with what the open throat has sprayed

The sacred whores he'd slaughter at the Anu Ziggurat
Butchered suffragettes and starlets, their assailants never caught
The future Oval Office rug a crimson Rorschach blot
He brings Whitechapel with him, any time and any spot

Past, present, future, all beneath the veiny rod
The Mothers murdered in their caves, before the glaciers thawed
This world becomes a charnel pit where women's bones are gnawed
If you want to know his name, we simply call him God

Jack is Back(SLIME COP OOTO)

Memories abiding
I’m thinking ‘bout the past
Friends and lovers drifted away
Promises that didn’t last another day

Heard a song that moved me
Brought me on to tears
Reminded me of someone I used to love
Who disappeared into the years
I wonder where you are…

Remembering the old days
The times we weren’t afraid
Everything was for the first time
All the loving that we made

Came upon forgotten pictures
Smiling faces in their prime
Moments gone that never will return
Happy moments lost in time
I remember them now..

And I remember that
The past it wasn’t perfect, no
We made mistakes we won’t repeat
But decades later when we hear the songs
We forget the bitter, remember the sweet
I remember the sweet
It feels so good to remember the sweet

Remember The Sweet

codex verse

False prophets with full pockets 
Generation no logic 
generating slow progress 
Some confess to the conquest 
Yield before them
Kneel before them
Wield a performance 
A storm is coming 
You should start your running 
For I summon 
Speak in tongues 
You punks speaking nothing
Reaping the comfort and eating from it
A beast in the dungeon now freed
Needing stomach feed you gonna bleed hemoglob droplets
Gushes and spirts 
Hunting from bushes and dirt
Dug in deep within the Earth
Spitting a verse of high caliber 
Let's examine the massacre 
Forensic couldn't fathom the
Carnage clean
The way I harvest a sixteen bar
Leave carcass at scene
Like a butcher with his meat carved
Recieve scars and deep lacerations 
Exaggerating the damage in panic
Going frantic I find it fascinating 
Fabricating the savage 
Bodies vanish
Into the unknown
Charred bones from hard poems
Hard going
Sharp throwing heart slowing
Venom tip dart blowing 
The Verse butcher comes
Best to lock away your best songs
Necks strung till they necks rung
Bring your best ones
Transformation agitation 
Have no patience 
Body drop
Alligators in waiting
Airdrop Aviation 
Death shot medication 
Necks chopped head shoulders separation 
Why you hesitating?
Come get your death making breath taking chest aching 
Best breaking verses
Furnace baking
Version replacing immersing and taking over
Conversion new person Slaying ogre
Staying sobre baking soda painting October red for when the hunt is over
Disclosure in Your hidden inclosure
Time as In cycles of solar count the days passing over 
Solo soldier with a head nod and so and so knows ye
Deep exposure decomposure 
Just a repeat roll it over
Sculptured boulder
Skulking behind a supernova 
Blackhole spit a star out
Somewhere far our
Rappers with they' arse out
Eggs in basket count your blessings like a farm house
Don't put them Hex's on your dreams and your charms now 
Sharks of the starboard bow
A starchart row
Intergalactic I prowl
Night now wise owl 
Robes and Cowl
Throw in the towel
The vibe is foul
Lie down Lion den
Outside the wolves howl
Mighty pen write now
It is time right now

Lyrics written and performed by Son of Lamech & Codex Scrolls. 
Beat produced by Tubo Dj
Scribes of Avalon 2023
Check out Son of Lamech on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/Sw61n
Check out Tubo Dj (Scribes of Avalon) on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/FDm8P

Terminator determination

Cover art: www.instagram.com/claudio.solli/

My instagram: www.instagram.com/ds_fiori/

Before the Background - Fiori DS

Before The Background - Fiori DS

Cast of Characters:
cgmaness-- @user-419254289-15129531 –- Chris-- acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass, drums, composition
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)-- @josh-clary-1: – piano, lap slide
                                       
 This song began by Chris writing it with his acoustic guitar at the beginning of last summer. He passed it along to me, who added the piano and slide parts. Then Chris got it back and added the rhythm section of bass and drums, along with some electric accents. It's been a few months since we've released a collaboration together, not by choice, but because of our busy lives. We have been working on this one for about half a year, trying to add and cut other elements into it. We ended up deciding to put out a simpler version, which is what you hear here. It's been a long time coming, and is our final offering of 2023. It's been a great year of sharing music with all of you out there in SoundCloud land. I appreciate all of your ears, support, and sharing of your talents. We hope you enjoy listening to this one as much as we enjoyed making it. Happy new year 2024!
P.s. Everyone should check out Chris's slightly different version on his page. It features him singing, and is a very cool treat indeed! Chris is in my top three creators on the whole Cloud. If you're not familiar with him, do yourself a favor and check out what he has on offer.

Between Stations (with cgmaness)

Orchestral Fantasy for Piano and Orchestra about the main emotions of our life.
The first part contains an introduction and describes flavors of fear and anxiety.

Season of Mind

Fear

Season of Mind - 1. Fear

Weighted Shoulders

I still have a yellowbook...
somewhere in a kitchen drawer
and that plate over the connection
bout 1/2 a foot from the floor
yea
but party lines and operators
have gone on to assisted living
and I fear my walk-about-fingers
have creased the fragile page
stuck on advertisements targetin the dead
who were alive in that age
yea...let me go on pissin'
cause that ain't all that's gone missing
yea O
and there's women and girls from the Indigenous Nations...but no one cares to listen
then the masks were slippin...worn by suits
claimin vision and wisdom
and now I'm wishin
for the yellowbook days
yea
I still have a yellowbook
somewhere in a drawer downstairs
a disconnected connection
bout a 1/2 a foot from the floor
and maybe I didn't know by sight
the dude in my AC with a flashlight
or how many traffic violations...
cause that was a private thing
got lost in translation
yea
lemme go on pissin
cause that ain't all that's gone missing
no O 
not all that's gone missing

Gone Missing

i see ghosts

Forher

UltraVoog Studios

EXTREME Productions

   I suppose I have been gone for quite some time. Busy reading,cleaning and dealing with a ton of cleaning and remodeling. Will hopefully be back to recording here soon!

Jack is Back(SLIME COP OOTO)

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