This is very different than your other songs. I like this a lot.

really lush coposition. the subdued vocals ala Alex G meets new age shoegaze thats coming out. really dig it. Seriously wouldn't mind playing a show w you when we hit Seattle.

Love the odd time signatures. great rhythms

Online Music_Guy

Determined Collapse

deeprest - zombie

CREDITS :
𖤐 PRODUCTION ► https://beatstars.com/erlax
𖤐 ENGINEERING ► https://jayremi.com

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LYRICS:
Am I alive? 
I think not 
I just get high
And smoke way too much pot
I just sing songs
Cuz it's all that I got
I wanna die 
Instead I'll just rot
I hate my life
I ain't got no shot
Ain't got no shot
Never fucking had one
Ain't got no shot
Ain't got no handgun
I'mma pretty boy
I'm told I'm handsome 

It don't get me much
It don't change my luck
My life still rough like yours
I fight, and fuck, and more
I hurt, I love, I bleed, I pour
My thoughts are splattering so much gore
So I hate leaving my home, my doors

Please tell me that you feeling me
You wanna hear more?
Do you wanna?

Im boutta freak out 
I think that I'm lost
I forgot 
What I'm here for
The things that I love
What the fuck do I stand for?
I don't know 
I got a head full of lies
And a heart full of snow
x2

I got a heart full of snow
I got snowflakes in my pocket
I got frostbite long ago
Now I just don't feel nothing
Please don't ever ask me to trust you 
Cuz I ain't trusting shit
Played so many games, trust me I'm so done with it

Am I alive? 
I think that I'm not 
I just get really high
And I smoke way too much pot
I just sing my silly songs
Cuz it's all that I got
I for real wanna die 
But instead I'll just rot

Am I alive
I think not 
I get high
I smoke pot
I sing songs
It's all I got
I wanna die 
Instead I'll rot

scarlettblossom

zombie

zombie (prod. ERLAX)

Lyrics:
CQ CQ CQ
This is Whiskey November Seven November
Whiskey November Seven November
Standing by

CQ calling in the middle of the night
Skips and hops if the conditions are right
Adjusting the squelch on my TYT
Silent noise nightmare…
Or a DX dream?
QRZ
QRA
Propagation game

Begin Transmission!
QRO
QRP
QRS
QRT

In the static
A signal is sung
Fading voices
Like ghosts they haunt

CW dits and dahs
Such a pity I never learned morse code
...---...

End of Transmission!
Gatekeepers and angry old men
Maybe I should switch to the citizens band

Idahome

Esoteric Transmission

This is literally the most perfect shit i've ever made and i made it in 1 hour, very lovely
Anything is by me except drums as always but still this turned out good hope you listen before i kill myself like Ian 

Shadowplay cover

World Ends With Us!

Actually just a demo
Experimenting with vocal harmonies and I'm not good enough to do it yet but it's nice to try.



Just like a lost and orphaned marionette child
Whose strings have long lost their charm
Overspent

In the attic, on the tabletop there's
Figures of glass on a wood battlefield
To the left side, flank their horrid spawn and
Take to their keep, where they kept those godless
Sword and axe collide and splinter my frail wood
The weight of their game feels too much
Their captain takes hold of me by cross brace
Screams it's done as I go numb


I saw a bloodied child
Leading through the fetid mob
Who was brave and which side were they on?
Mists of blood as soldiers died
Children died to give them their  final prize


In the dark where stars have died
Twin flames rise from those inside
An egg of death, a binding scar
Ties the fates of kin afar
In the night bloodlines overthrown
One will ascend a broken throne
Consuming self, deep hunger’s moan
One will feast upon his own

I can't find my way
through the thorns and overgrowth
young soul has lost ambition

They march in step, a twisted ballet
Bound to their strings day and night
With every turn, the noose grows tighter and tighter
A silent howl, a final plea

In this winter theater of misery
I dance to their song on a sad string

Bound to the master, bound to his hate.
Reach to my brother's warped hands
"We are but passengers atop an egg of gods, soon to hatch"

Marionettes

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