Bonekeeper when you dont let them keep their bones

deepwoken is hellish, can't wait for another luminant

me getting in combat just so i can lidten to this banger

my favourite part is when bonekeeper says its bonekeeping time and bonekeeps everywhere

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)

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!

"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

The beginning of the end.

The place where souls are tormented until they undergo trials from the voices of The Depths.

Perhaps it is a mercy to be forgotten in this wasteland, as venturing further may result in a fate worse then death.

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This cover was composed with live-audio guitar and vocal recording. Alongside some synthesizers.

I intend to make an entire album for each layer of the depths.

Credits to Naktigonis for the original song: 
https://soundcloud.com/naktigonis

Credits to R-10 for the thumbnail: R-10#0042

Osciliation - The First Layer (Deepwoken Fan OST)

"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

"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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Album cover art by Hautdesert:
• https://ko-fi.com/siegeperilous
• https://twitter.com/Hautedeserte
• hautdesert on Discord

Blood And Thunder

"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 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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