A red-hot energy that strikes with a sonic vengeance as the tune unleashes its powerful instrumental deliveries with a blistering sound and hefty intensity! A true gem of musical expression. Excellent musicianship, production, mixing, and an overall audio delight!

Heftige Stimme- echt geil. Deshalb Metal ist cool. Lieblingsbild war früher Death😅 ja ich bin ein Dinosaurier

Pas besoin de toiDans la nuit au-delà des rêvesTout s’achèveTes yeux se noient dans les mystèresÀ l’enversDors et n’aie point de remordEn cadenceDes milliers de soleils se balancentEn silenceToute seule je danseEn solitaireDans l’universJe n’ai pas besoin de toiMon attiranceEst sans défenseEt je me perdsDans tes chimèresNon je ne t’appartiens pasNue sous un arc en ciel en feuMystérieuxTu n’oses pas me regarderA tes piedsDors et n’aie point de remord…En silenceToute seule je danseEn solitaireDans l’universJe n’ai pas besoin de toiMon attiranceEst sans défenseEt je me perdsDans tes chimèresNon je ne t’appartiens pas

A LA FRONTIERE

Pas Besoin De Toi

Lovesong légère subventionnée par Monsieur Meubles...
Love ballad subsidised by a famous French furniture shop...: I wish I were a chair...

Here I try a translation in english for those who want to know what this is about...
#lyrics

I wish I were a chair
To hold you in my arms
You’d be sitting at ease
At meal times
At tea time I would be
right in the living room
the perfect option
For your conversation

If we fancy a nap
we’ll change continents
Switch from Louis XVI
To a swinging hammock 
I will take you all in
On the braided fabric
I will gently rock you 
From your head to your toes

When bedtime comes
My velvet backrest
Would make you want
To talk about love
Your gaze resting
On my satin arms,
what a Privilege, intrewined
Until the morning comes


But you should beware
If you move too much
If you get restless
seeking for something new
maybe something better
Here is my hypothesis
You might one day fall down
Fall down from this chair

Small couch or Méridienne 
Or charming sofa
No matter the divan
As long as bliss is here
Both of us lying down
Under the soft duvet
Slowly falling asleep
Breathing in the thrill

Je voudrais être une chaise

Sleeping Ghosts

Personne n'est atteint du syndrome de l'imposteur ici, mais il existe de  vrais imposteurs qu'on peut  croiser parfois...
No one here suffers from imposter syndrome, but there are genuine imposters all around, and we sometimes encounter one of them...

TRANSLATION - THE IMPOSTOR
I'm this close to confessing everything
I ‘ve nothing to do with it 
It was all fake, rigged, cunning
I did nothing wrong, but I did nothing right 

I thought It was totally in my wheelhouse 
but this time I must admit
It's just a web of lies
I might give up as well

I'm this close to going to confession
To tell everything to the first one to go by
But if someone coax me a little
I hold on to my bad faith, and it works

I thought It was totally in my wheelhouse 
but this time I must admit
It's just a web of lies
I might give up as well

By twisting the truth in my brain
I ended up believing my own nonsense
Pious wishes / head in the clouds / time has come
To resume my life as an impostor

L'imposteur (with translation)

Into the Abyss (2025) – Calling out fake friends
At some point in life, we all come across fake friends, who pretend to care and drag you into the abyss. The lyrics channel the raw frustration of being used, betrayed and misled. "Into The Abyss" is a cathartic scream for justice, a metalcore song that pulls no punches, when it comes to calling out toxic people.

Nadine de Macedo: composition, arrangement, lyrics, screams, synthesizer, programming, production
Thomas Utzel: composition, synthesizer
Daniel Hiatt: vocals, guitars, lead guitar

Where to find us:
https://soundcloud.com/nadinedemacedo
https://soundcloud.com/dshiatt

Into the Abyss

Into the Abyss (feat. Daniel Hiatt)

Suppressed historical facts about the Neckar region:
In addition to southern Hessen and the Franconian region, Baden and northern Württemberg are also among the regions in which there were documented attacks on humans by frogs, salamanders and toads between the end of the 15th century and the 1530s. In the villages of Neckarzimmern, Haßmersheim and Neckarmühlbach alone, there were 21 attacks in 1524, resulting in a total of thirteen deaths among the inhabitants, seven of whom were children of kindergarten or primary school age.
In 1531, the town chronicle of Eberbach reports of regular hunts by frogs and amphibians with sticks and stones on the inhabitants of Eberbach and Hirschhorn in meadows and marshes in “considerable” numbers, in which there were “again many victims to mourn”.

Remarkably, these facts remained completely unknown for a long time. The reason for this can be cited as the efforts of the local associations, which were tightly run by the National Socialists from 1933 to 1956, to falsify history through book burnings, denial campaigns and deliberate misdirection in order to establish, reinforce and nourish the legend of the Aryan and thus invincible superhuman.

Tadpoles To The Arms
(Derived and reinterpreted from an old forest-pond kindergarten song for tadpoles and little frog and toad children)

Born in a pond
near nowhere
The heir to the throne,
Can you feel his power?

Built up strong.
Just arms and legs must grow.
Crown and scepter will be mine
Gonna bring you harm and pain!

Grow you legs and throw your back
Out the swamp and kiss the sand
Go you pride and go attack
Conquer might and conquer land...

Tadpoles dive deep
Don’t try to compete!
Tadpoles rise steep
Expect no mercy to receive!

Out the swamp and kiss the sand
Grow your legs and throw your back
Conquer might and conquer land
Grow your pride and go attack

Neither as lamb nor wulf
As frog I’ll be your god
King of the puddle
Emperior of the pond

The lurch is at my feet
Even waterlillies pay homage
Crown and scepter are the tools
To rule the universe!

Grow you legs and throw your back
Out the swamp and kiss the sand
Grow you pride and go attack
Conquer might and conquer land...

Tadpoles achieve
tremendous force!
Tadpoles rise steep
Expect no mercy to receive!

Tadpoles, to the arms...

Tadpoles To The Arms

The part that sounds like a bass in the middle section is actually tapping using an 8-string guitar. Naturally, no bass was used at all for this part. Lately, I've been exploring the potential of the lower strings, and tapping and slapping are part of that. Regarding the song's theme, I've been deeply contemplating the grandeur of the universe and humanity recently, and I composed this piece wanting to express that atmosphere through my guitar. I'd be delighted if you could feel a sense of floating and light-like speed within the song. Finally, thank you so much for reading this far. I think you're truly wonderful!

Interstellar Contact

Im trying to get back into the swing of things ...the sound needs  work. I apoligise.. its about being in the momenent,  wondering?  what is going to happen next.

Much Love and Grace G

Impromptu

Quit your lies
Quit your lies
I know what you're doing
I know what you're doing

You're trying to cheat
Cheat like you were trained to be
You're trying to cheat
Cheat like you were trained to be

From the real demon
Who has your brain
He is the one
Who tricks
Into making you think

I am evil
I am bad
I am the one
Who makes you sad

I am evil
I am bad
I am the one
Who makes you sad

I say
Hell no!
I came from a place
Where he threw me
In the fire
To die
To suffer
To burn
To disappear

But I'm back
I'm invisible
I broke the chains
I broke the chains

For I am 
Back from the Fire
I Rise
I Broke the Chains
Back from the Fire
I Rise
I Broke the Chains

Quit your lies
Quit your lies
I know what you're doing
I know what you're doing

You're trying to cheat
Cheat like you were trained to be
You're trying to cheat
Cheat like you were trained to be

From the real demon
Who has your brain
He is the one
Who tricks
Into making you think

I am evil
I am bad
I am the one
Who makes you sad

I am evil
I am bad
I am the one
Who makes you sad

I say
Hell no!
I came from a place
Where he threw me
In the fire
To die
To suffer
To burn
To disappear

But I'm back
I'm invisible
I broke the chains
I broke the chains

For I am 
Back from the Fire
I Rise
I Broke the Chains
Back from the Fire
I Rise
I Broke the Chains


Back From The Fire

To Be a Man

YIPPIE KI YAY IT’S CHRISTMAS

Three men who like rocking garage heavy metal (80s and 90s thrash metal, oldschool death, punk, grind rock and stuff), drinking beer and texting funny, amazing and bloodthirsty lyrics (Highschool problematics, German historical problematics, frogs, panters/lepards/tigers etc., cold war, Punic Wars, Sioux wars, murderer, true crime etc). And drinking beer.

Tadpoles To The Arms

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