Spaghetti Western

4AFTERMIDNIGHT

Helen Keller

Lyrics: 

turn me
im your light switch
live my life on dark mode
ever since you bit me 

darkness is your venom
make me your bitch
God made me cute
you made me grim 

i am. always. on. suspense
my body’s post traumatic stress
the sun. seems to. burn my. flesh 
i don’t wanna live forever like this 

should i murder you
would that make me the same 

but i am not the same as you
i am not the same as you

i really really want revenge 
but then i wouldn’t differ
from you, and your deadly friends

your sharp fangs
want to meet 
my fresh neck
say you only want a taste
im still a good girl in God’s name
as soon as the sun fades

you close the blinds and
pull me in the shades
compelled, spelled
im in your shadows
but if i spill your secrets
will anybody believe my sorrows?

i could plunge a wood stick into your chest 
lay your cold-stone remains to rest 
but wouldn’t that make me the same? 
killing those kill to prove that killing is inhumane

i don’t want to be built the same way 
without reflection in the mirrors
but who am i without the thriller 
an eye for an eye, id too be a reaper 
but if i do nothing, im just a whisper
echoing in your lonely shimmers 

i am stronger, i am thicker
even when the light inside of me flickers
so turn me into a night killer 
ill use my pain to paint a picture 
tell the whole world of my thirsty visitor

god made me cute, 
you made me sinister 
now how does it feel
to grow up quicker? 
i could drain your blood
leave your beatless heart in timbers 
i could be your dracula, your dead ringer

but i am not the same as you
i am just not the same as you 
i am not the same as you
i am not the same as you

am i a monster without railings 
crashing through bloody cravings

VAMPIRISM (DEMØ)

Emiunes - TrapNeverDies

PsycheOrSike,

This morning, we awoke to a world a little dimmer, a battlefield a little quieter. Heda Foxy, our fearless and formidable leader, was found by a Fateweaver, no longer with us. In her final moments, she wore a smile that spoke volumes of her indomitable spirit.

I know this news hits hard. It's a blow to our community, a tear in the fabric of what makes us who we are. But in these moments of grief and confusion, I urge you all to stay calm. This is what Foxy would have wanted.

Foxy lived for the thrill of life, for the passions that drive us. In her honor, let's not falter. Go to your classes, engage in the guilds — the Necromancers, the Whorehouse, the Colosseum, the Casino. Consider starting your own school of magic with the Magic Gauntlet 2022. Or perhaps find a place as a follower to someone, making your mark in the way only you can.

Foxy was more than a leader; she was the heart of PsycheOrSike. Her laugh echoed through our debates, her strategies shaped our victories, and her presence was a force that none could ignore.

And I... I will miss the way she kissed, fierce and tender all at once, the soft moans that escaped her lips echoing a passion as deep and tumultuous as the ocean. Those moments, stolen in the chaos of our battles, were when I saw her not just as Heda Foxy, but as the woman who could capture a heart as deftly as she could strategize a war.

We'll carry on, not just because we must, but because it's our tribute to her. Live boldly, fight passionately, and love deeply, just as she did.

Bellamy Blake, with a heart both heavy and hopeful.

A Sad Dawn at PsycheOrSike: Remembering Heda Foxy

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(Intro) At The Top

This piece  just happened on New Year`s Day 2023. It sounds a bit like Mexican Mariachi. It would sound good on 2 trumpets or cornets with trombone or euphonium on the 3rd part.

A New Year`s Piece Revised

no scars ft. Sergi Yaro

The Water has come
And without a trail,

Crushing everything on its way,
Knowing no remorse.
Carried away
Is the spirit of mine,
To the vortex, by a turbulent river.

Dragged in, whirled in,
Flooded the banks.
Everything that once was there,
You will never see again.

I am afraid
And cold.
Everything that is important.
Will become a part of the bottom.
How scary,
How cold.
Let the water
Go away.

Misfortune came,
By the hour of dawn.

Death takes its children away,
Curses the mankind – 
Here its cult was enthroned.
The silent greeting of Charon.

Will not see, will not hear,
In the dark of night, by the light of day.
Everything, that was dear to me,
The water has taken away.

I am afraid
And cold.
Everything that is important.
Will become a part of the bottom.
How scary,
How cold
Let the water
Go away.

The Water Has Come (english version)

Master Rights Owner: Jordan Whitlock (100%)
Writer: Jordan Whitlock (ASCAP IPI: 1147531565) (50%)/ Publisher: Juniper Ivy (ASCAP IPI: 1147531467) (50%)

I hear it in your laugh
Green flash, waiting all sunset for you
Like you never left
And I’m stuck here filling the gaps
And we were on the cliffs
Sitting in the back of your car
Licking dirty fingertips
To taste the last of it

I don’t see how we could go this far
Entering the bottom of the barrel

I see it in your smile
Glitter on your face ‘cause we kissed a while
In the moonlit sky
We both drove an hour say goodnight
And we were on the field
Looking at the stars, starting to think
It was something real
And all the past was healed

Oh and if I am down
I thought you’d pick me up if I let you down
And if I fall
I see the way the sky paints our love

4AFTERMIDNIGHT

Michael Mykals

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