deadland · ě-l1ght · Schimo · digital sleeper · DJ Icarus

DEADALUS - Album

℗ MAC Drive

Released on: 2025-4-1

deadland (prod. digital sleeper)

I harnessed the power of the sun
I took the road less travelled
Now I’m going into town
My hopes and dreams unravelled.

Sometimes up, sometimes down
The road it twists and turns
I feel the ground beneath my feet
And all those hungry worms.

I lived life to the highest degree
No milk or meat for me
My purity so plain to see
I lived the life ideal.
 
Everywhere that I went
Sat outside an hour a day
Observed the mosaic customs
Felt so sure I would be saved.

And now the road runs down
Into a gully below
A mist lies over the scene ahead
My bed is made of snow.

I harnessed the power of the sun
To travel where none had been
And now I find myself entrained
In the grip of a monstrous dream.

I take with me the holy seed
Of all I once believed
I’ll bury it late at night
In a garden full of weeds.

I harnessed the power of the sun
I took the road less travelled
Now I’m going into town
My hopes and dreams unravelled.

Sometimes up, sometimes down
The road it twists and turns
I feel the ground beneath my feet
And all those hungry worms.

I harnessed the power of the sun r2a3

"This is life, and I will not lie by saying every day will be sunshine. But there will be sunshine again, and that is a very different thing to say. That is truth."

bridgemen

1. A man walks down a road
On his way to Heaven’s portal
In-between moments of bliss
As does any mortal.

But he longs for Paradise
Heaven or Hell, let it come
Wants the supreme sacrifice
To the beating of a drum.

He doesn’t care that much
Who lives, who dies
But he longs, nay demands
That the veil be torn from his eyes.

2. For that he’ll sacrifice anything
Dignity, position or faith
For that he becomes
As it were, a living wraith.

For that he lives all these years
For all the years to come
A ghost in the body of life
No more than the clicking of a thumb.

No more than a burning bush
Stuck forever in a desert
As long as the flame  remains
He remains ever-present.

3. A man walks down a road
On his way to Heaven’s portal
In-between moments of bliss
As does any mortal.

But he longs for Paradise
Heaven or Hell, let it come
Wants the supreme sacrifice
To the beating of a drum.

He doesn’t care that much
Who lives, who dies
But he longs, nay demands
That the veil be torn from his eyes.


Addiction r1a

My sister owns a knife or two
Kept in a cupboard with the shoes
She likes to juggle in the air
One flew off, we know not where.

One flew up into the sky
Zipped right past my sister’s eye
Stuck in the ceiling by the door
Not sure if it’s there anymore.

Late at night, while we’re asleep
The knives all scattered in a heap
She sits there in a rocking chair
Slowly combing out her hair.

Whistling slowly through her teeth
Tapping tunes out with her feet
No doubt dreaming about knives
My sister is so very wise.

My sister owns a knife or two
Whistling an ancient tune
She likes to juggle in the air
Sometimes the knives just disappear.

She sits there in a rocking chair
Likes to juggle in the air
The knives all scattered in a heap
Late at night, while we’re asleep.

My sister owns a knife or two
Kept in a cupboard with the shoes
She likes to juggle in the air
One flew off, we know not where.

Late at night, while we’re asleep
The knives all scattered in a heap
She sits there in a rocking chair
Slowly combing out her hair.

Sister Alia of the knife r1a

There's a lady that sleeps
A lady that knows
A lady that waits
For the tides that flow.

She waits in a field
She waits by the sea
She waits for the ships
So tall and so free.

She waits in the shadows
She waits for the crow
She waits in the barrows
With her sisters below.

She waits for a message
She waits for a flight
She's a mother of mercy
At the dimming of light.

She arrives in the morning
In early afternoon
She arrives with an answer
That none can undo.

There’s a lady that waits
For me and for you
She waits silent
Amidst morning dew.

There's a lady that sleeps
A lady that knows
A lady that waits
With her sisters below.

She waits in a field
She waits by the sea
She waits for the ships
So tall and so free.

There’s a lady that waits
Amidst morning dew
She waits silent
For me and for you.


Lady that waits r6

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HELLJOSHO X TOADY- pass the perc (PROD BY TAXFRAUD)

drink yourself to death whisky lulliby nightcore hyperpop GAY EARTH MIX

TB-remix

Lyrics: 

Stars spin, round and round
Silent witness, absent sound
Burning bush will not arise
Crickets score the turning eyes

Raise your hands, but no reply
Wind through branches, prayers wane high
Floatin' upward, fade away
Sky unanswering, night turns gray

Don't call to gods aloof
They'll never show you proof
Turn your ear to the ground
That's where the hymn is found

Choirs of beasts strike truer tune
Than saints who beg beneath the moon
Your breath keeps the time alone
Every silence sings its tone

Listen, if you dare
A pulse is beating there
The heavens feign asleep
Still the earth hums deep

Don't call to gods aloof
They'll never show you proof
Turn your ear to the ground
That's where the hymn is found

Stars spin on, cold light above
Thunder withheld, the air mocks love
If you've got ears, then hear
The music of living is already here

Unheard

Writer of prose and poetry since mid-1960s. Given an acoustic guitar in 1978 by long-suffering sister. Many songs produced that way. More recently, guitar skills all but faded, using GarageBand and Logic Pro to put words to music.
ps. The Bandcamp songs should be free to download. Please let me know if they're not.

Addiction r1a

Peter Grimbeek