lord have mercy on me because i know the ferryman won't

In my opinion. Best ost in Deepwoken. I literally fight Ferryman just to hear this amazing ost.

BEHOLD! CLONES OF MYSELF that really don’t help as much as I thought...

i swear it took me 8 minutes to do just the first phase (im going justicar my m1’s do 17 damage)

"Dance, puppet, dance! For the flames ha-"

Probably one of my favorite combat themes from volume 1

An old, semi-scratched record plate rests inside a black leather sleeve, the latter still in solid condition - although the opening flap is a little worn at the folded edge.

There is no visible text on this packaging - neither outside it, nor within it. Instead, at the front of the sleeve, a singular symbol of sorts stands out, etched into the leather in gold. The significance of the symbol - and, indeed, its meaning, - escape you.

Upon closer inspection, the sleeve's flap hides a cut in it - a pouch, it seems. Within it is contained a small piece of paper. It looks as if it was torn from a book of some kind, its appearance weathered, the paper itself now bearing a rich sepia tone.

There is some sort of writing on it, artfully calligraphed onto the insignificant-looking paper scrap:

"Defy the hush-makers. Let the glorious song ring on. We shall sing with the tide, 'til a new Celtor sinks!

- The Masters of the House"

Masters of the House (Bonus Track)

A scratched and worn metallic record plate from the Old World - the world as it was after the Canticlysm, before the rising of the Tides. It is hard to estimate the plate's age at a glance.

The plate is packed in a burgundy-shade sheet of paper, a sleeve of sorts. Its borders are decorated with nautical-themed motifs and curves.

On the outside, faded golden print letters in the middle of the sleeve note, "A MEMORY OF TIDES". Underneath, in beautiful cursive, is supposedly the author's name, although the writing's colour has been worn away by time to the point of indecipherability.

On the inner side of its dog-eared paper sleeve, there are tenuously-scrawled writings etched in an aged script:

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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!

A Memory Of Tides (Bonus Track)

When the tide rolled in there was nothing left,
But an albatross hanging from my neck.
And just as you could not contain the sea,
You could not contain me.

( - Foxing, 'Bloodhound')

Ascension (Interlude)

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

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

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, 'Our Fortress (Of Smoke And Steel)')

One For All, All For Gun

"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

imagine what the world of Lumen might look like if the Ignition Union and the Summer Company put their differences aside and worked together.

i don't think anyone in all the Luminants could stand a chance. an endless procession of blades, and an unending storm of cannonades.

business would be *booming*, babeyyyyy.

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anyway. no real context behind this track. my mind started wandering quite heavily while i was working on some other music, and i decided to try and sample a variety of my own tracks (WIPs and published stuff) to see what i could throw together, as a creative exercise. gotta get the creativity flowing somehow.

not going on the main account since this is just a sketch - aka, not a track meant to be completed.

for the curious, this contains 'The Killing Wind', 'And Let Slip The Hounds Of War', 'Games Of War', a guitar riff from the upcoming 'Shallow Breath', and two unreleased vocal pieces - 'Our Fortress (Of Smoke And Steel)', and 'The Hammer's Call'. i made the two vocal parts kinda sing in tandem with one another, or i suppose in a sort of call-and-response arrangement.

i like the juxtaposing contrast between the monolithic and many-voiced ignition union theme, ebbing and fading between its own phrases, and the more laid-back and focused summer company theme, singing in (mostly) full sentences. 'The Killing Wind' made for a nice bassy backdrop for this (+ it contains a fragment of 'The Hammer's Call' in and of itself), and the martial themes from the game just seemed to fit the piece's lowkey militaristic vibe.

i spent like... 2 hours hyperfocusing on this track. my bad all,

man. maybe i Do have ADHD.

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-- TOGETHER, TALL! SHOULDER TO SHOULDER --
We're one for all, and all for one!
We serve no lord or king;
(-- ONWARD WE MARCH --)
These things bring us joy in life!
-- TOGETHER TALL --
Leave fire in our wake!
Smoke and steel,
(Hey!)
-- MIGHTY UNITED --
To fight and be wealthy is what we want!
-- LIKE NONE BEFORE.

Workers' Due (Sketch)

Wappenheim - Empor steigt der Schneeadler

i make music and suck at videogames 

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

commissions currently closed! but i am happy to pass along any offers to fellow musicians.

any inquiries? contact me here, on Bluesky (@naktigonis.bsky.social), 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)

A Sarabande Of Thunder

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