I see you in this haunted dream
I see you when im on my knees
I feel you in the air
never, never be there
be there, be there, be there, be there
i see you when we're STAR HIGH
i see you when we close our eyes
I see you in the darkened night
never, never out of sight
be there, be there, be there, be there
I see you in this haunted dream
I see you when im on my knees
I feel you in the air
never, never be there
be there, be there, be there, be there

Star High

Baku-San, Come Eat My Dream

Fogmouth -The End of Fogmouth - 2020 - Part III

...continuing the refinement of the composition, I have explored the possibilities of "feedback", utilizing it at few soundscapes while merging them all into the basic metallic noise playing throughout in the background...

Craftsmenship [Metalworks Take #04]

Marco Lucchi : piano, organ and tone generator

8 ottobre 2020

*****

Meu pensamento é um rio subterrâneo.
Para que terras vai e donde vem?
Não sei... Na noite em que o meu ser o tem
Emerge dele um ruído subitâneo

De origens no Mistério extraviadas
De eu compreendê-las..., misteriosas fontes
Habitando a distância de ermos montes
Onde os momentos são a Deus chegados...

De vez em quando luze em minha mágoa
Como um farol num mar desconhecido
Um movimento de correr, perdido
Em mim, um pálido soluço de água...
 
E eu relembro de tempos mais antigos
Que a minha consciência da ilusão
Águas divinas percorrendo o chão
De verdores uníssonos e amigos,

E a ideia de uma Pátria anterior
À forma consciente do meu ser
Dói‑me no que desejo, e vem bater
Como uma onda de encontro à minha dor.
 
Escuto‑o... Ao longe, no meu vago tacto
Da minha alma, perdido som incerto,
Como um eterno rio indescoberto,
Mais que a ideia de rio certo e abstracto...
 
E p'ra onde é que ele vai, que se extravia
Do meu ouvi‑lo ? A que cavernas desce?
Em que frios de Assombro é que arrefece?
De que névoas soturnas se anuvia?
 
Não sei... Eu perco‑o... E outra vez regressa
A luz e a cor do mundo claro e actual,
E na interior distância do meu Real
Como se a alma acabasse, o rio cessa...

Fernando Pessoa

piano patterns no 8

Sous contrôle ,de con,soumission
les sous et soucis
insouciant,sous tension
sous influence et sous contrôle,si souvent,
si souvent,de votre consommation,
du coup pour les sous nous allons à reculons.
Sous contrôle de con,soumission
soutenu et appuyez par leurs labeurs,
avec une intention de ne pas faire attention a ce que nous mangeons.
dm

merci a Luciole Langevine ,pour sa participation ,crédit ,image et vocalise.
https://soundcloud.com/luciole-langevine

Con soumission  feat Luciole Langevine

Ampère

Branches

This is probably the best version of this song in my opinion

Y O U R//Ǝ X I S Ʇ Ǝ И Ɔ Ǝ//I S//N O//M O R E//R E Ꝗ U I R E D (րøր-ɇϫᵼṣⱦⱥրⱦ ϣᵼϮϲϦ ѧѧᵼх)

There's Always the Waiting

Watch this video with the sound turned on or off while listening to this song in loop mode:

4K Golden Hour in Paradise (No Music) 1 HR of Sunrises & Sunsets - Nature Relaxation Signature Film: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zC5RkeEptNI

Photo: Tanzania Safari Sunset Giraffe by photographer Tom Archer on https://www.tom-archer.com/wildlife-photography-in-the-serengeti-africa/tanzania-safari-sunset-giraffe/. Tom Archer's main page: https://www.tom-archer.com/.

The Dawn is on my Side

Lyrics:

Every day is a little more crowded
Watching these people rushing by
Every day is a little more stifled
Wandering when it’s my time to die

To feel my existence is justified
I’d give anything I ever had
Some bonds are cut quickly
While some are hanging by a thread

Familiar faces
in obituaries
Familiar faces
say they don’t love me
familiar faces
too many miles away
familiar faces
can’t remember my name

familiar faces
they’re frail and they’re graying
familiar faces
are replaced by strangers
I don’t want to be here
don’t want to be here
don’t want to be here
when everyone’s gone

Maybe tomorrow will be different
In fact, I know for sure it will
In ways we never could imagine
Yet we silently resist

Should you try to carve out relevance
Or hide away, you can’t decide
Life dragged on and now it’s over
Relax, it’s nature’s genocide

(Obsolescence
Obsolescence
Obsolescence
Obsolescence)

Who the hell are you?
Where the hell am I?
So fucking sorry
for not saying goodbye
I’m still alive
and don’t get why
It feels so wrong
should I apologize?

Obsolescence

Although I love and respect numerous genres, I won't claim loyalty to any of them through my music. I only attempt to write what I would like to hear.

Musical aspects aside, I seek to promote empathy for the world as a whole (not centered around humanity or certain traditionally-accepted groups of people) through my art. Therefore, my music will often have themes of antihumanism, antinatalism and support for assisted suicide. I view the individual human as valuable and worthy of love, but humans' collective behaviors as cancerous and detrimental to ourselves and most other life forms.

I love discovering new music and would like to improve myself as an artist as well. Recommendations and/or constructive criticism are always welcome. :)

(This account used to be primarily for game music I was writing for a retro-style game I was developing, but the project has been on hold for some time right now. Probably I'll make another account for that as this one will focus on dark electro/politically-themed music.)

Obsolescence

MetuSynth