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LO! I must tell a tale of chivalry;
When the fire flashes from a warrior’s eye,
And his tremendous hand is grasping it,
And his dark brow for very wrath is knit.
Or when his spirit, with more calm intent,
Leaps to the honors of a tournament,
And makes the gazers round about the ring
Stare at the grandeur of the ballancing.                      Yet must I tell a tale of chivalry:
Wherefore comes that knight so proudly by?
Wherefore more proudly does the gentle knight,
Rein in the swelling of his ample might?

LO! thy brows are arched, open, kind,
And come like a clear sun-rise to my mind;
And always does my heart with pleasure dance,
When I think on thy noble countenance

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Sci-Fi

Czelusc etc

Norito

Yawata no kami

Yawata No Kami

Arashi

Lorn - Out of the frame

This is my first work at this style. Enjoy the atmosphere ^)

MNFRST

Phaeleh - Lament

Glass Animals - Holiest feat. Tei-Shi

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control

Thanks to NNJL

Video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEit8pw3yGk

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Get Dough ਆਟੇ ਪ੍ਰਾਪਤ

Velvet

ID3 - Discolour Us

https://soundcloud.com/enjoii

Spotify: http://open.spotify.com/album/5Cn4wFAP8vkvfxfmqugL3y
Bandcamp: http://mystxrivl.bandcamp.com/track/empty-skies
YouTube: http://youtube.com/watch?v=McO3wQrZSIE

Empty Skies

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Held

Nothing Here

hippie circle

met the boi @sktchyppl this week. was rad. we cooked. enjoy

apex w/ sktchy ppl

Losing You

https://open.spotify.com/track/6J8LjvHx941TIQxi4OUABn?si=3dPa9zsrSSe9IcMIbNNQsw

Dusk

Intro

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Icarus 2

Odyssey

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Your Touch

first of 3, for the FIGHT CLUB EP


A small free form project, highlighting sonic refractions and off kilter movements



I'm gonna keep these just on soundcloud - I feel like we've all moved far from where this platform was originally.. we keeping it clean this time around ¡¡¡¡

FIGHT CLUB EP

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PASS THE CHOPS /

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Grow Cold

O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.

O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
So haggard and so woe-begone?
The squirrel’s granary is full,
And the harvest’s done.

I see a lily on thy brow,
With anguish moist and fever-dew,
And on thy cheeks a fading rose
Fast withereth too.

I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful—a faery’s child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.

I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She looked at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan

I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
A faery’s song.

She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna-dew,
And sure in language strange she said—
‘I love thee true’.

She took me to her Elfin grot,
And there she wept and sighed full sore,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four.

And there she lullèd me asleep,
And there I dreamed—Ah! woe betide!—
The latest dream I ever dreamt
On the cold hill side.

I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried—‘La Belle Dame sans Merci
Thee hath in thrall!’

I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
With horrid warning gapèd wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hill’s side.

And this is why I sojourn here,
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.