Remember: 20 Memorable new songs from the SoundCloud community

Lady of Fire Original Music and Poetry

(vintage)Omnichord- Tanisha
Vocals-Tanisha

Remember Me

Inside I am a 
raging inferno

no one sees it

I fool them with
My undercover
Breath

I could be satiated by
this raining madness

Remember me

the woman who
speaks in
fragments of 
the moon

showing mercy
with the tongue of 
ancient reeds

Water meeting fire
in my throat

Remember Me

My first mutual interview after meeting with my Roland Go:Keys in a semi private place.

Good Boys Learn Fudge And Eat Scales

Now what may foeman's malice do to harm us? What, O Immortal, mortal man's deception?
Absorbed into the heart, be sweet, O Indu, as a kind father to his son, O Soma,
As a wise Friend to friend: do thou, wide-ruler, O Soma, lengthen out our days for living.
These glorious drops that give me freedom have I drunk.
Closely they knit my joints as straps secure a chariot.

Let them protect my foot from slipping on the way: yea,
let the drops I drink preserve me from disease.
Make me shine bright like fire produced by friction:
give us a clearer sight and make us better.

Our maladies have lost their strength and vanished: they feared, and passed away into the darkness.
Soma hath risen in us, exceeding mighty, and we are come where men prolong existence.
Fathers, that Indu which our hearts have drunken, Immortal in himself, hath entered mortals.
So let us serve this Soma with oblation, and rest securely in his grace and favor.
Associate with the Fathers thou, O Soma, hast spread thyself abroad through earth and heaven.

Rig Veda HYMN XLVIII. Soma.

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Lyrics:

Deep under the mountain, the mechanical birth
Kissed by the sky, touched by the Earth
Emerging from the darkness to hold back the waters with a snake...

Drawn from the stone, forged in the flame
Hammered at the anvil and tempered by the rain
Points for the arrows to penetrate the scales of a snake...
To penetrate the scales of the snake

We sought the protector, we sipped of the nectar
We've gone to the light where we all live forever
We've gone to the Gods – what use are enemies now?
Oh, what use are enemies now?

These artifacts of war will outlast us all
In the past where we've flown, in the future we crawl
Back into the womb, what could they take from us now?
Oh, what could they take from us now?

Rustling in the reeds around the lake
Whispers of the law we never break
Oh, the many hammer strokes upon the stake
Eye of bat, tongue of newt, wing of snake
There is only the law.....

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Drums, cymbals, assorted cookie sheets, rubbermaid 50 gallon trash can full of empty aluminum cans (the can can), keyboard/synths, marching, thunder can, misc percussion – R Thomas

Guitars, bass, string arrangements, assorted cookie sheets, rain stick, samples, broken zither, vocals, marching, programming, lyrics, artwork – PS Perkins

Marching, assorted cookie sheets – Sabin Thomas

Mixed and mastered by PS Perkins and R Thomas

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Smith

Time of Departure

We all don't know. And we spend a lot of time thinking about it.
It's important to appreciate the life we have and make the most of it. It's important how we use our time to make sure we live the life we want.

I thank my fellow musicians, especially Marquis, who always takes a look at my quirky projects. This time he even wrote a foreword - I'm grateful for that, after we set the theme.
Furthermore I thank Fabi for his wonderful guitars and Malu for a cool singing session.

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"My wife and I had just finished creating our “Death Docs” when bitzone reached out and asked if I wanted to work on a new song with him. “Death Docs” are what my wife was calling all the paperwork related to our will and estate planning. When I asked Bitzone what he wanted my lyrics to be about he replied “perhaps about regulating one's own affairs for an uncertain future …” I though this was good timing since this was already on my mind. As I began writing lyrics, I started to ponder what some of my generation (and older) on our death bed would say to the younger generation that will have to live with our mistakes on this planet. Maybe there is still time to fix things. As they say, always leave the campground cleaner than you found it." - Marquis Zane aka Couch King, 2022 Dec.

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Vocals & Lyrics:
Marquis Zane @couch-king-presents
bitzone @bitzone

Vocals
Malu www.instagram.com/lunartickband/

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes

the other stuff
bitzone @bitzone

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What if there is nothing at the end of the road?

I leave to you my denied intuition
Kinda saw it coming all along
I leave to you my dark bleak vision
You’re right, guess we had it all wrong
I leave to you my dead optimism
To start it wasn’t really that strong
I leave to you my tired tried mission
And leave it up to you take it on

What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
It counts one by one, all of us!

To you, soon deceased
Despite failed attempts to say the least
To right this impending hell that’s soon to be unleashed
Famine from my feast
With lips and fingers fully greased and grasp that stubbornly refuses to release
I desist and I cease
I lovingly bequeath

What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
It counts one by one, all of us!

Guess I should have told you
A little bit sooner
Maybe thought what I could do
To make things smoother
Planned a little better for my
Inevitable departure
Thought about your future
Instead of just being a consumer
Instead of an over producer
Call me a user
Hope you can be just a little bit truer

End of the road

End of the road #Couch King|Fabi|Malu

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