Far Beyond Driven

Intro 

Whispers drift on frozen air,
The forest dreams, the night laid bare…

Verse 1 

Shadows fall on silver trees,
Moonlight glows on frozen seas.
In the silence, visions rise,
Phantoms dance before my eyes.

Pre-Chorus 

Through the frost, their voices call,
Ancient spirits, watching all.

Chorus 

Visions in the winter forest,
Carved in frost where the silence reigns.
Dreams of fire, cold and endless,
Echo through eternal chains.

Verse 2 

Wolves cry out beneath the stars,
Guided by the elder scars.
Runes awaken, shadows sing,
Winter’s crown, the endless king.

Pre-Chorus

Through the frost, their voices call,
Ancient spirits, watching all.

Chorus 

Visions in the winter forest,
Carved in frost where the silence reigns.
Dreams of fire, cold and endless,
Echo through eternal chains.

Bridge 

Snowbound ages, frozen years,
Cloaked in sorrow, veiled in tears.
Yet the fire sleeps within,
Waiting for the dawn to begin.

Final Chorus 

Visions in the winter forest,
Bound in frost where the silence reigns.
Dreams of fire, cold and endless,
Burn until the light remains!

Outro

The forest sleeps… but the visions stay,
Guiding the lost on their endless way.

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Whispers of the Ancient Grove

Get it Here

Visions in the Winter Forest

Recorded in a bunker wired with rusted amplifiers and glowing CRT monitors.
Produced by Megaton Assault (DJ, J Burbs ,with special assistance from rogue AIs).
Mixed in fallout dust, mastered in static.

Band Members (real and imagined):

DJ (The Raccoon) – Vocals, Rhythm Guitar (Jackson Rhoads V, tuned to rage)
J Burbs – Lead Guitar (Flying V, eternal dive-bombs)
The Evil Computer – Backup Vocals, Bass (clanking, distorted, never quantized)
Drum Machine 9000 – Drums (programmed to out-blast human limbs)

Special Thanks:
To the almighty pit, the radioactive riffs of the 80s, and the countless surveillance cameras still rolling after the bombs fell.

Surveillance State of Decay

I did this track originally as a hard rock in the vain of Motorhead. I was experimenting and it fit and worked beautifully within the framework of a more amped up and aggressive style of music that really pushes the original itheme, idea and lyrics that were behind this project . It's even more angry, frustrated, sarcastic and energetic than the original. Everybody knows one. When the check comes, gotta go to the bathroom.  Its a social commentary on how people close to us will trade honor and friendship for a few bucks.  Think Pantera, Napalm Death and  Slayer here. This is not a typical dark, goth or death metal track. Its somewhat of a parody. The theme is so real and everyday, it's funny and entertaining through this medium...

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