Der Letzte Flug

Dicke Bertha

Kanonenfieber - Dicke Bertha

Kampf und Sturm - Kanonenfieber

der füsilier I - kanonenfieber

die fastnacht der hölle - kanonenfieber

Kanonenfieber - Ins Niemandsland

Kanonefieber : Gott mit der Kavallerie

This song was inspired by the strength👇and resilience of the Ukrainian people and military as they continue to face on going conflict. I wrote this song with Ukraine's Drone integrated infantry soldiers in mind. It's my way of showing my admiration and respect for their physical and mental toughness while hopefully providing a little boost in morale or at the very least a moment of escape. If only for a moment. Just want them to know somebody knows you're out there facing unimaginable hardships everyday fighting to protect your home land from foreign invaders. You have my support and blessings. Stay Strong 

My intention is not to glorify or subtract from the seriousness of the conflict. This song is meant to offer a perspective that will hopefully allow a few minutes of light into the darkness that only those who find themselves standing together in can appreciate. I feel it's also notable to mention, throughout history warriors who have songs written telling stories of their battles are forever immortalized. May you be protected against all odds.

 I have no idea why every single day I worry about them and their safety out there dealing with that mess. I don't even know one single person from Ukraine but still my heart burns for their victory and safe return to their families and loved ones. 

Song concept, lyrics and arrangement written by Robert Surratt
music and voice generated using prompts in AI 

Tracer Veins

[Verse 1]
Buried beneath your goddamn halo,
You preached, I bled, you burned me slow.
Carved my sins in your holy name,
You smiled when I drowned in shame.
Now I’m clawing through the dirt again,
A requiem soaked in blood and gin.
Angels turn their heads away,
’Cause I’m the curse they couldn’t slay.

[Pre-Chorus]
I hear your whispers callin’ me back,
From the black of the earth, from a heart gone cracked.
You dressed my corpse in chains and lace,
Now I rise to spit in your face.

[Chorus]
Upon my grave, I stand again,
Screamin’ fuck your cross, fuck your Amen!
I built my throne from my decay,
Kiss the dead and watch ’em sway.
Upon my grave, I breathe your hate,
Crown of dirt, my twisted fate.
Light the pyre, let heaven shake,
Upon my grave, the gods will break.

[Verse 2]
Your prayers are poison in disguise,
Drippin’ honey from serpent lies.
I was the saint you crucified,
But the sinner in me never died.
Through every crack in my coffin lid,
I felt your guilt for what you did.
Now your church will taste my rot,
Your holy water turns to clot.

[Pre-Chorus]
You thought I’d fade in dirt and flame,
But even death can’t kill my name.
From bones to dust, from hate to grace,
I smile as the worms embrace.

[Chorus]
Upon my grave, I stand again,
Screamin’ fuck your cross, fuck your Amen!
I built my throne from my decay,
Kiss the dead and watch ’em sway.
Upon my grave, I breathe your hate,
Crown of dirt, my twisted fate.
Light the pyre, let heaven shake,
Upon my grave, the gods will break.

[Bridge – (guttural growl and melodic scream)]
Bleed the choir, burn the light,
Let my ghost feast on the night!
Every tear you dropped was fake,
Now feel the earth beneath you quake!

[Outro]
Lay the roses, cold and black,
I’m the ghost that won’t turn back.
From the pit, I rise, depraved
Forever crowned upon my grave

Upon My Grave

Your Not Worth Your 2 Cents

Der Letzte Flug

Bukowcki

Recent comments

jejdisjennehfnenbei

Related tracks