A commodity you sold.
For an act that's gotten old.
A mask that lays discarded in the dark.
A point made that clean missed the mark.
A fragment of a word,
or a story you misheard.
Filled your pockets to the trim with all their mould.
Ignoring the rich fields of gold. 

I know that you don't really care.
I know my faults.
I know that you don't listen in.
I took too long to begin.
Written off.

A momentary lapse,
To behaviours of the past.
Pay the ferryman with coins that you had stole.
A pointless collector of souls.
A phoney masquerade,
A throw off to the shade.
Your tactics are excused now, on the whole.
Felt rung out and wrought by the goal.

I know that you're not really there.
It's just a jolt.
I know that rivalry's a thing.
A simple tune to sing.
From the vault.

I know there's wastelands and a king.
I know the job.
I know there's Snakes and everything.
I caught a glimpse.
Only a glance.
Aside: "Perchance!"
So I've no chance,
With all you Snakes.
So I'm away.

The ringing of the bell.
Won't shake you from the spell.
A payment you have pending from the dole.
A vessel to fill up with coal. 
An unheeded warning.
Before the anger has set in.
The centre that is struggling to hold. 
A vector for lies that are old.

I know that charm can often hide.
A selfish grin.
We've all been taken for a ride.
To hell we go.
In a handcart.
We made a start.
Usual ride.
A dagger in the side.
Misses the heart.


More Snakes

Matan Arkin - Twice

twice ep > https://open.spotify.com/album/24dMUqbCbAGIpcTwczSdHF?si=bFnwAoV9Q9imvknVgQT9vQ

Artwork > Carolin Junge

Twice

Home

Walk Away (Freestyle)

Monumental Times was inspired by my dear cat, Ziggy. Evolving from past mistakes, isolation from society, current crazy worldly affairs.

All songs written, arranged, produced, mixed, mastered: Daniel Lars 
All instruments: Daniel Lars

Monumental Times

Drastic Measures

this is another tune by Earth Patriot. It was recorded with a Bc Rich Mockinbird guitar in the summer of 2024 through a MarshallMG100HDFX.

https://soundcloud.com/earth-patriot/waiting-for-mr-clean

Dreams from Elmstreet 11

Waiting for Mr Clean

Waiting For Mr Clean

Cianide and Sayonara 

Not a scream 
Not a whisper 
Deafening, Shaking, Writhing for a Clue

The cost of peace is priceless/ 
How’s solitary sound/ 
here’s to never coming back around X2

Now enraged with you seething/ 
Despair fills the vastness/ 
Left you hardly breathing/ 
In your mess where the past is 

Not a call/ not a voicemail/ 
I fear your time is through/ 
Is it love/ or psychosis
Had me wondering wether it was me or you 

She Never knew/
How Loud Silence Could Be 
Siren made fool/ 
White knuckles gripping at the seams/

And you plead and beg to no avail 
To no avail

She Never Knew Silence Could Be So Loud (prod. New Desires)

Crack Of Dawn

It's Time to Go

[Verse]
La fumée monte
Le feu s'étale
Dans la nuit froide
Un cri brutal
Les murs tremblent
Les chaînes se brisent
C'est pas un rêve
C'est une crise

[Chorus]
Rage contre la machine
Des voix qui se déchaînent
Rage contre la machine
Le silence saigne

[Verse 2]
Les rues hurlent sous nos pas
Les regards brûlent comme des éclats
L'acier grince
Le béton craque
On avance
Le monde en vrac

[Prechorus]
Levez les poings
Sentez la chaleur
La révolte
C'est notre moteur

[Chorus]
Rage contre la machine
Des voix qui se déchaînent
Rage contre la machine
Le silence saigne

[Bridge]
Les cœurs battent comme des tambours
Le vent hurle
C'est le retour
On est là
La force brute
Face à l'ombre
Plus de disputes

Rage (contre la machine) - Jef Bourgeau

zonedout - INFERNAL ROOTKIT (prod. phntmzn bR)

I have all that I want
Says the man who's sure
He really has everything
There really is no doubt
That something when I shout
It is heard and seen
I'm not what I seem

But call on him to work
And soon he cries 
That life is a Taskmaster
He has familiar quirks
But nothing irks him more
Than his life is faster
Life is faster

Realize your wants
And soon you'll find
That you don't need anything
All your cares and doubts
You'll find yourself without them
And then you'll see
You're not what you seem

But call on me to work
And soon I cry
That life is a Taskmaster
I have familiar quirks
But nothing irks me more
Than my life is faster
Life is faster

I have all that I want
Says the man who's sure
He really has everything
There really is no doubt
That something when I shout
It is heard and seen
I'm not what I seem

But call on me to work
And all I cry
That life is a Taskmaster
I'll cast them all aside
And on that change I'll ride
For my life is faster
Life is faster