Rearranged for guitar. Original composition by Jeremy Soule, music for Morrowind OST

Morrowind Theme Song (live cover, instrumental guitar arrangement, orig composition by Jeremy Soule)

Une autre collaboration avec la belle Lorzha La Succube.

Lyrics:
Mes lèvres sont des fruits sucrés et murs,  
dans l’ombre velue où le désir se tisse,  
je bois ton souffle court de miel obscur,  
quand la nuit nous lie et nous métisse.  

L’attente est un jardin sombre velouté de poils,  
où les fleurs carnivores sont des présages,  
tu trembles et plie sous mes doigts d’étoiles,  
et le temps filandreux se déchire sous l’orage.  

Je trace sur ta peau froide et lisse des runes,  
des signes anciens que seule la lune connaît,  
tu es l’énigme bleutée, la libellule importune,  
l’abîme où, à l’aube claire, je me noierai.  

(Chorus)
La la la, la la, la la la
La la, hum hum, La la
La la la, la la, la la la
La la, hum hum, La la

Ta couche est un livre où je lis à l’encre du feu,
Je la parfume d’hésitation et de cyprine. 
Chaque mot brûle et se consume,  peu à peu,
Dans le brasier de mes prunelles vipérines.  

L’aube aux pieds d’argent viendra, pâle et nue,  
Effacer nos noms du sable noir  de l’oubli 
mais sous tes cils, l’ombre persiste,  ténue,
où notre plaisir se grave et nous délie.  

Je pars, emportant ton parfum à mes cils,  
un sillage de sel et de rêve, dans la brume 
tu implores ma clarté chaude et vibratile,  
comme le sang doux et indigo des agrumes .

(Chorus)
La la la, la la, la la la
La la, hum hum, La la
La la la, la la, la la la
La la, hum hum, La la

Agrumes Indigo

Dear Mr. Dream Maker

Scotch and Sun

autumn leaves

Song from the rock opera Five Thousand Sasquatch

Gold Colored Teacup

another (actually my first, but then postponed) contribution to the album “despair.” 

humans are fascinated by ghosts, monsters and demons. we even slip into their roles and take on their form to celebrate them #halloween.

isn’t a little bizarre that we celebrate pure fantasies together, while largely ignoring or repressing demons that actually exist? real ghosts, who strike in secret and haunt many more people than one might think, tormenting them unimaginably and sucking all life out of them.

this song is a heartfelt dedication to their victims. people who are often left alone by the community and health systems, who have to experience that nightmares aren’t dreams, and that there is hardly any greater effort than being condemned to mental and physical immobility – sucked dry by a monster that has taken complete control of you and that cannot be easily eliminated with garlic, a crucifix, or mr van helsing. 

I hope that not too much meaning has been lost in the translation of my lyrics, which I struggled with using google and deepl.

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, instrumental cover & vocal performance by suno 5


There’s a hush between my thoughts, too loud to bear
A mirror fogged with someone I don’t know
Every heartbeat drags like rusted prayer
Time bleeds slow where no light dares to go
In the marrow of my sleep he waits
Feeding softly on what won’t awake

He moves like shadow through my glassy veins
Draining dawn from everything I dream
The sun knocks faintly, but the lock remains
Sealed behind a breath I cannot scream
He drinks the color out of all I was
And leaves me pale, without a cause

My private Nosferatu, perfidious thief of air
You dine on silence, coming out of nowhere
No pain to hold, no tears to start
Just the graveyard hush inside my heart
You take the light I never knew
My private Nosferatu

There’s no storm, no shatter, no descent
Only stillness heavy as the ground
Every thought dissolves in discontent
Each feeling buried, never found
I walk beneath my own eclipse
The living dead behind my lips

My private Nosferatu…

Undead and locked in frozen fire
From you my undisclosed vampire
You’re not a scary fairytale
Each try to capture you will fail

My private Nosferatu…

If only I had any clue
To tell you finally
FU

My Private Nosferatu

Last Night

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered using Logic.
Guitars played: Taylor 714CE in DADGAD tuning (Capo 9th Fret)
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
SONG NOTES:
This song reflects my growing awareness of the incomprehensible nature of a star in the sky, which has captivated the imagination of humanity since the dawn of time. All that amazing energy, captured in a little word of just three letters, the sun. 
LYRICS:
Such a little word “the sun”
With all its mystery 
Yet, without the sun my friend
Where oh where would we be?

With colours that glisten and dance all around
As far as the eye can see 
Without the sun tell me my friend
Where oh where would we be 

For who can say how it does what it does 
Painting the sky so blue
As pretty a picture as I’ve ever seen
Oh the things the sun can do

The years come and go like the ocean tide
But is time ever what it seems?
Without the sun, tell me my friend
Where oh where would we be?

Chorus

A Little Word

Composed & Produced by StanLeonard.com
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I dedicate this composition to everyone who’s lost their course in life for a moment.
A riptide is a narrow channel in a sandbank where the water rushes strongly out to sea.
And to get out of it you have to do something that feels very unnatural: first let yourself be carried along, and only then swim left or right, back to calmer water and the shore. I think that’s a beautiful image for how we can sometimes deal with life.




Riptide

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Lay down your burdens
Leave your troubles behind
Let go to the worries
That bother your mind

Save all those tears
For those waisted years
Look for the light
That even shines
in the darkest night

Still you can feel
Warm blood in your veins
And a longing for love
That always remains
Until the end of time 
Until the end of time

Find you a man
And give him all the love that you can
Your heart's still the same
And to give it up
It's such a crying shame

Still you can feel
Warm blood in your veins
And that longing for love
That always remains
Until the end of time
Until the end of time
Until the end of time

Words, music and production: Patrik Eriksson

Until The End Of Time

I'm a singer/songwriter from Stockholm, Sweden.
The guitar is my main instrument. 
But I enjoy to have fun with other instruments too.
My songs are organic and mostly acoustic based.
I guess they could be described as a blend of folk, country, blues and world music.
And I haven't written my best song yet. That's what keeps me going.
Please be my guest,  have a listen and write me a comment if you like.
You can also listen to some of my music on Spotify. Just click on the link below.

Until The End Of Time

Pat.E