The last frantic, hopeless, and meaningless cries of souls to be left forgotten. And who could have thought - that the sea would forget us so easily?

Volume 1 of the original soundtrack for the ROBLOX-based video game Deepwoken, developed by Monad Studios.

Released January 15, 2022.

A great thank goes out to Monad Studios for taking me aboard for the project, and I owe my immense gratitude to Ragoozer and Arch_Mage, without whose advice and guiding hands this album would not exist.

Deepwoken: Original Soundtrack (Vol. I)

The last frantic, hopeless, and meaningless cries of souls to be left forgotten. And who could have thought - that the sea would forget us so easily?

Volume 2 of the original soundtrack for the ROBLOX-based video game Deepwoken, developed by Monad Studios.

Album cover art by Hautdesert: https://twitter.com/Hautedeserte

Deepwoken: Original Soundtrack (Vol. II)

open i have pried the skies above me,
solace have i sought among the stars;
journeyed i have to the earth below me,
seen have i its depths, like blackened chars.

( - Naktigonis, 'Yearning')
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the third gift.
the tide is fast approaching, and the darkened dusk draws near.

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rising and falling. the two defining terms of all history, ebbing and flowing like the waves...
just as the tempest-torn sea quells the ember-born flame, the passage of time quells the traces of memory. as the tide smoothens rock, so does time fade the mind.

To Sleep, Dreaming (Contour 3)

We walk the fragile paths that join the world as one, that rest upon the valiant efforts of the past. On the shoulders of giants we cautiously tread.

In time, the path ahead shall end, as it already has to those who walked before us.

Then, none will walk. None will remain.
We will have been the last.

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this track is a medley of the first four contours of 'To Sleep, Dreaming', combined with the song's scrapped segments. i put it together to commemorate the launch of Deepwoken.

it's hard to believe it's been two years since the work on the project began. it has been a long and bumpy road, but we're finally here.

a sincere thank you goes out to the Deepwoken team for being the most talented and excellent team of people i've had the pleasure of working with.

and of course, my greatest gratitude goes to Raguza & Arch_Mage, for giving me an opportunity to develop and grow as an artist over these past 2 years. the Deepwoken Original Soundtrack is as much their labour as it is mine - for without their guidance, i would not be where i am today.

dear friends and comrades, i hope to continue working with all of you on future excellence, for as long as we shall! 🥂

On The Shoulders Of Giants

The Gideshu March is a popular marching song of the Central Authority - the iron-fisted guardians of the Central Luminant. Written in the year 1180 by August Gideshu, an Authority officer, the march quickly became popular among the rank and file soldiers, with many regiments choosing the song as their marching tune. Some even consider it to be the Authority's unofficial anthem - though the Authority elites' stance on this is not entirely clear.

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i got bored and decided to make some vent music. yes, for the imperialist faction. lo-fi beats to commit warcrimes to ;)

this is the theme representing the Central Authority in the game - or at least a vocal reinterpretation of the theme by me. sometimes when i write melodies for Deepwoken, i like to come up with accompanying lyrics (fun fact, the Summer Company theme also has lyrics for it).

if you listen closely, you can hear the refrain part ('We would give our lives for the cause') play in the Starswept Valley ambience on guitar. B)

consider this a little something to make up for the fact that the Deepwoken OST Vol. 1 isn't out yet - things are taking a little longer than i would've liked(i literally only have the ferryman phase 1 & 2 tracks to remaster to be able to release the OST. but the FL Studio project files for those are SO LAGGY)! but i'm very close to wrapping up the release. expect some sort of announcement within the coming week.

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LYRICS

We're masters of the oceans wide,
Custodians of relentless tide!
For the Authority we fight -
Within this dark a blazing light.

Hurrah, hurrah, three cheers for the cause!
We truth uphold, and also laws!
For the many, the few, the big, the small -
We would give our lives for the cause!
We would give our lives for the cause!

We're wardens of the valiant dead,
From shore to shore our boots will tread!
The furthest reaches we shall tame,
Bring order, peace, Adretian fame!

Hurrah, hurrah, three cheers for the cause!
We truth uphold, and also laws!
For the many, the few, the big, the small -
We would give our lives for the cause!

Hurrah, hurrah, three cheers for the cause!
We truth uphold, and also laws!
For the many, the few, the big, the small -
We would give our lives for the cause!
We would give our lives for the cause!

The Gideshu March (Bonus Track)

IUDEX ERGO CUM SEDEBIT,
QUIDQUID LATET, APPAREBIT:
NIL INULTUM REMANEBIT.

[...]

IUSTE IUDEX ULTIONIS,
DONUM FAC REMISSIONIS
ANTE DIEM RATIONIS.

( - a segment from the 'Dies Irae', a Gregorian chant)

Lacrimosa Dies Illa

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

( - William Ernest Henley, 'Invictus')

Oscillation

You measured risk, you took the chance,
Now what awaits, guess, in advance -
DANCE, puppet, dance! Dance if you can!
The flames have called the Ferryman!

( - Naktigonis)

Dance, If You Can!

we dance a burning sarabande,
the steps of a farruca grand.
the air grows frosty, earth grows cold.
all follows now an ancient mould -
a wounded gasp, a blazing fight
within a world of dying light.

( - Naktigonis)

A Sarabande Of Thunder

mistakes can be beauty, as time comes to pass -
a flame can turn sand into pyres of glass.

( - Naktigonis)

Pyres Of Glass

The winter breeze begins to blow,
It carries gently falling snow.
The first of many winter moons
Shines brightly as the card'nal croons.
The charming bird now sings alone
A lullaby for snow and stone.

( - Naktigonis, 'A Snowy Night / All Was Well')

A Waltz Of Snow And Knights

If gunpowder's what you're looking for,
We've plenty for all to spare!
Enough for all to sell and trade,
Or be perhaps unmade -
Be careful with what you're looking for!

Don't make the mistake of crossing us -
It will be your last, for sure!
We're one for all, and all for one,
The barrel of a gun -
No soul will be ever jostling us!

( - Naktigonis, 'The Summer Company Song')

One For All, All For Gun

in fire-kilns of misery,
the crucible of woes,
are forged the paths of history.
where shall they lead? who knows...

( - Naktigonis)

Nascence

"There were no words to speak to him of how I felt. Our world was one of blood, and the honour it won; only cowards did not fight. For a prince there was no choice. You warred and won, or warred and died."

( - Madeline Miller, 'The Song of Achilles')
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"Sound trumpets! let our bloody colours wave!
And either victory, or else a grave."

( - William Shakespeare, 'King Henry VI', Part III, Act II, Scene II)

The Games Of War

sleepy like a feline
i retract my claws and purr
all while the
lullaby of chaos
tells me nothings sweet and treats politely

( - Naktigonis, 'Lullaby of Chaos')

Catwhisker

"In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain, 
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp, 
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!"

( - William Blake, 'The Tyger')

Sin-Smelted Scoriae

"To reassert my rule, I sought out unscrupulous men skilled in the application of force. Tight-lipped and terrifying, these mercenaries brought with them a war machine of terrible implication."

( - The Ancestor, 'Ancestor's Memoirs: The Brigand Pounder', from the video game "Darkest Dungeon")
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"Blood and destruction shall be so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter’d with the hands of war;
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds [...]."

( - William Shakespeare, "Julius Caesar", Act III, Scene I)

And Let Slip The Hounds Of War

"The lightning answers. A colossal knot of violent, violet light stabs through the sky. A sigil of fire! The thunder roars. Your crew wail and shriek. [...] The sigil's meaning is branded into your mind: the erroneous assumption that there will be a tomorrow.

When you blink, you see it. When you sleep you will see it. When you die you will see it."

( - Sunless Skies, 'The Storm That Speaks' interaction)
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"Tree-branches cast shadows on the walls of the cave. The light here is not violet, but the cold blue of winter mornings. This is why you came from the Surface. You thought you knew, but you did not, could not know. By the time you leave this place, you will forget again."

( - Fallen London, "Woods in winter" storylet)

The Killing Wind

"the moon grows brighter, sun grows dim,
but night is neither foul nor grim.
so lovely, in autùmnal shades,
them evening proudly masquerades
as dances it a sarabande."

( - Naktigonis, 'the plight of birds')
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"And the lights, they come swirling,
On the walls they land, twirling.
Dancing nobly and calm,
They might rest on your palm
                 for a while.
[...]
As they waltz on the walls,
They embellish the halls -
My, what beautiful sights
To my eye bring these lights!"

( - Naktigonis, 'dim lights')

A Light In The Sky

"yet now!
the sun fades out as thousand-voiced
  the lamb does howl back at the wolf,
       unhinging far its maw,
            and lunging for the neck -
the blood-starved beast is eaten,
and the hunter now is prey.

the field-mouse at the falcon ruby-eyed shall leap
and tear apart with claws its feathers and its wings,

the stray gazelle, wild-eyed and fanged,
shall hunt its fear-elected king -
the dread-maned lion, - in a petty feast;

the rabbit now shall turn to beast,
blood-starved, with fire in its eyes,
it stalks the fox, in wait of time to strike."

( - Naktigonis, 'our book of modernity')
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"[...] A humming vibration is all around you, resolving into new tones as you let your perception wander over its octaves. Your eye wanders up towards the snow that covers the peak. Snowflakes float eternally in a stilled wind. Layers of packed snow perch precariously on each other, unsettled by the sound of the vibration. You are staring at the beginning of an avalanche, and you can almost imagine, almost feel all that snow collapsing down the slopes towards you.

But you are safe in a moment that's been stretched, pulled like taffy, soft and warm and enveloping your body."

( - Fallen London, 'A Dream of Stillness: Look' (Upon A Painted Sea) storylet)

INSOMNIA

"Here in the eye of the storm, the winds ease. You are ringed by scudding clouds. A silver radiance illuminates your engine, like resurgent moonlight [...]. The voices on the wind clamour, until a peal of stern thunder stills them."

( - Sunless Skies, 'The Storm That Speaks' interaction)

The Storm That Speaks

"Impatient winds hound your vessel. Beneath their moan, you can hear whispered voices. They call to you, inviting you to leave your engine and join their revels in the vaults of the sky [...]."

( - Sunless Skies, 'The Whisperwinds' interaction)
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"A simple rite. Open windows; shivered words; a wind, welcomed in. Is it a comfort, to know you are not alone? To be watched by one of the capricious gods of the turning sky? Their attention can draw other, unwelcome things."

( - Sunless Skies, 'The Thing in the Mist' interaction)

Whisperwind

"While the statue is the raw material of nightmares, there is something soothing about the idea that even a beast like this might be harnessed; that there is the chance of such an ally, for those who crack the code of offerings and prayer. Whether it is actually listening, it is impossible to tell. The thought that it even might, however, is something to hold onto in the dark."

( - Sunless Skies, 'Carillon - An Overgrown Shrine' storylet)
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"The man who is traveling and does not yet know the city awaiting him along his route wonders what the palace will be like, the barracks, the mill, the theater, the bazaar. In every city of the empire every building is different and set in a different order: but as soon as the stranger arrives at the unknown city [...], he immediately distinguishes which are the princes’ palaces, the high priests’ temples, the tavern, the prison, the slum. This – some say – confirms the hypothesis that each man bears in his mind a city made only of differences, a city without figures and without form, and the individual cities fill it up.

This is not true of Zoe. [...] The traveler roams all around and has nothing but doubts: he is unable to distinguish the features of the city, the features he keeps distinct in his mind also mingle. He infers this: if existence in all its moments is all of itself, Zoe is the place of indivisible existence. But why, then, does the city exist? What line separates the inside from the outside, the rumble of wheels from the howl of wolves?"

( - Italo Calvino, 'Invisible Cities')

Kyrie

"We climb higher. The reflected light off the sea still silvers the sky to our south. There are cheerily coloured beehives, ranged in rows in fields set back from the road. Wild-flower meadows, small vineyards.

We cross a wide pass between high peaks. Beech and pine have thickened in the lower ground, and I can smell resin in the cooler air. A sense of mountain communities and forest wilderness grows. The extent of the woods here makes a nonsense of human frontier lines. Beeches march over borders."

( - Robert Macfarlane, 'Underland')

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• https://twitter.com/Hautedeserte
• hautdesert on Discord

Blood And Thunder

i found this in my Garbage (literally)

typically stuff like this would go to my secondary account (SHOUTOUT TO myself over at https://soundcloud.com/nak2gonis ), but i figured if Gestalt's Dance could go here, so can this.

this not anything major, i was just going through some old files and found that i had made this november last year lmao
i'll probably Never finish this.

also yes the other themes are coming something something 2025 Lol /j

Kyrsan Breakbeat (Sketch)

"For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come 
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life."

( - William Shakespeare, 'Hamlet', Act III, Scene I)
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"My enemy is twice dead, and I still have him."

( - Iain Banks, 'The Wasp Factory')

A Darkness Beneath

i realised something Terrible while working with music the other day - both Catwhisker and The Gideshu March are, by dread coincidence, performed in the same key (A# / Bb minor, tuned down by a quartertone).

it's been simmering in my head recently. i feel as though i've been haunted by a malignant spirit of sound, or bestowed eldritch knowledge beyond my ken. i could not rest until i set this idea in motion, until i committed it to paper - or digital file, rather.

behold and weep, ye mortals! 'ere be dreadful knowledge which i dare disseminate, in violation of the laws of man and god.

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anyway, i literally could not go to sleep until i made this lol

theme for an aelita-joins-the-authority AU? or perhaps mocking music for when the authority navy gets their asses kicked by the navaeans? who knows. you decide.

Pawthority

WHEN THE DEPTHS OF SEA
COME ALIVE
IN A MOTION

STRONGLY SHAKES THE LAND
AND THE SKY
FROM THE OCEAN

WATERS BELOW
FOAM AND ROAR,
AND BELLOW.

WHAT SHALL WE DO
WITH OUR HEARTS
SO MELLOW?

FEEL NO DESPAIR,
MY FRIENDS!
TOMORROW,

DAY DAWNS ANEW!

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then the ocean tide
arched and coursed
like a fountain,

swept across the land,
from the coasts
to the mountains.

little now remains
of the past,
torn asunder.

quiet is the world,
like the clouds
after thunder.

embers of flame
soaked and wet,
still glowing,

rest in our hearts
as we sail,
unknowing.

whether the flame
lives or dies
won't matter -

time marches on.
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• https://twitter.com/Hautedeserte
• hautdesert on Discord

A Memory Of Tides (Band Version)

Hail to the Tide!
Honoured by the sea,
Journey to the fathoms in bravery!

Us you will guide,
Bravest of the brave!
Even should the ocean become your grave!

May you return,
Victory in hand,
May you once again tread on steady land!

Glory you'll earn,
Echo shall your name
In the books of history, crowned in fame!

Onward, to the darkest chasms!
May you never falter,
And may your way be led by Song!

Onward, to the deepest fathoms!
May the light protect you,
May you return triumphant, strong!

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"The Song of Fathoms", colloquially also known as "Oscillation", is a popular tune well-known around Lumen. Despite this, it remains a musical piece surrounded by discussion and dispute. In spite of the fact that we know exactly how old the piece is, and who the original author is, certain events and clauses of history mean that we cannot reliably verify its true arrangement and original text.

[...] [F]ollowing the formalities, as the observers cheered on, the first expeditionary [Diver] force - 'The Pioneers', with Akarad at the fore -  descended the cave system and dived into its waters, following the path until they disappeared from sight. At their descent, a musical piece, then called "The Song of Fathoms", was performed by the Scholars' Orchestra of the Scholars of Markor. The piece itself was commissioned for the ceremony collectively by the High Convocation, and the performance was conducted by the Chambermaster of the orchestra, Ingrid Jura.
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The Song Of Fathoms (Band Version)

Not much is known about First Lieutenant August Gideshu, the author of the song, himself. Supposedly an Adretian in origin, his unusual surname seems to indicate an older lineage, likely one reaching back to the Pre-Tidal epochs, when the Adretian peoples were contained within their mountain homelands, squabbling as scattered tribes. The Gideshu family name appears several times in various historical Authority records, though never in a rank higher than First Lieutenant.

Authority records indicate that August Gideshu served aboard the Central Authority Sailing-Ship (or CASS) 'Zephyr', under Captain Hector Corbet. Little else is known about this ship's crew or specifications, aside from the fact that it served in the Eastern Luminant, and experienced several clashes involving the Etrean Navy, in which they emerged victorious. Gideshu himself is noted as having distinguished himself in one battle by bolstering crew morale during an Etrean boarding - possibly by starting to sing the eponymous march, suggesting his fellow crew were familiar with his penmanship.
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The Gideshu March (Band Version)

happy new year 2024!
(belated upload because... i Forgor :skull:)

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Carol of Resonances

"If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle."

( - Sun Tzu, 'The Art Of War')
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"The better part of valor is discretion [...]."

( - William Shakespeare, 'Henry IV', Part I, Act V, Scene IV)
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The Windsinger's Dance

"LACHESISM - longing for the clarity of disaster

[...] And yet, somewhere deep down, you find yourself rooting for the storm, hoping for the worst. As if a part of you is tired of waiting, wondering when the world will fall apart - by lot, by fate, by the will of the gods.

[...] The apocalypse is one of the oldest fantasies we have. But it's not about skipping to the end of the story. It's a longing for revelation, a revealing of what we already know but cannot see - that none of this is guaranteed, and there's no such thing as "ordinary life". That our civilization is just an agreement, one that could be revoked at any time."

( - John Koenig, 'The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows')
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A God, Manufactured

lacrimosa dies illa
qua resurget ex favilla
judicandus homo reus.

( - a segment from the 'Dies Irae', a Gregorian chant)
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the first gift.
as time inevitably passes, truly more shall come.

To Sleep, Dreaming (Contour 1)

deyr fé,
deyja frændr,
deyr sjálfr it sama;
en orðstírr
deyr aldregi
hveim er sér góðan getr.

deyr fé,
deyja frændr,
deyr sjálfr it sama;
ek veit einn
at aldri deyr:
dómr um dauðan hvern.

( - 'Hávamál', stanzas 76-77)
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the second gift.
of slender shape and features dim, time's shadow slinks and creeps along.
as sunken-shaded brings it gifts,
it tells us, 'there is more to come.'

To Sleep, Dreaming (Contour 2)

so weep for ash, and weep for ruin -
for embers fade, and swells the sea.
hold on to hope, and in so doing
beware - the Tide comes too for thee.

( - Naktigonis)
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the fourth gift.

at last, the long-forgotten song rings on and spreads
its wings, its wondrous nature now in full revealed!
'tis a lament, with sadness ripe! and yet within,
a sea-soaked ember - hope! - is still concealed!..

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unebbing. unabating. ceaseless. such are the tenebrous waves that claim us on the highest seas - in storms, in gales, in tempests wild.
when toll the bells, awash in brine we sink, once drowned to never rise again.

...but float to land perhaps once more, upon the crashing of the tide.

To Sleep, Dreaming (Contour 4)

the long-awaited track is finally here, only took me five months to deliver! >:)

the first song of what will hopefully eventually become an entire debut album of music written in a similar style, titled The Crossroads of Hekate.

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p.s. also this one puts me basically at the cap of my uploads on soundcloud - i'm either going to have to buy premium, or move some of my older tracks into an archive. never been a big fan of either!

The Crossroads of Hekate

Ex Nihilo

i make music and suck at videogames 

currently working on the OST for Deepwoken, a Monad Studios game! B)

commissions currently closed! 

any inquiries? contact me here, on twitter (@Naktigonis), or via my business email, tenebrousgravelord@gmail.com

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enjoy the music while you're here - maybe you'll find something to your liking B)

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