geht direkt unter die Haut,...und ist raging 

Cool industrial death and darkness. Great vocal

Great style! Massive drums!🦾❤️‍🩹

hui! das muss ich erstmal sacken lassen und drüber nachdenken. äußerst interessant

A journey across the desert.  This takes place in a dream with hazy, dark colours.
The intro sets the scene.  A ritualistic voice is carried by the wind.
A slave escapes from pyramid construction and is pursued by men in chariots. The sun is beating and the air has a liquid quality. Sand is blowing across the plain. The synth lead has an alarm-like quality. The electro 16th notes that come in are a hot, glimmering mirage.
The bass synth is sneaky and searching. The soldiers are beating continuous war drums. A regular horn is being blown. More chasers appear as the snare drum crashes in.  
The escapee luckily grabs hold of a bird and slowly leaves the ground, narrowly avoiding a growling elephant. As the funk guitar comes in we soar through beautiful air, psychedelic colours passing by, going higher and higher until we’re nearly at the limits of our atmosphere. The gods speak to us through another dimension in an indecipherable language.  They sound malevolent and seem to be sending a warning to turn back. We continue to climb further until reaching our biggest peak.
Dark storm clouds appear and slowly we descend. The new acid bass is the call of a large hippo. Alarm bells ring and we feel terror as the pharaohs have caught us up and are waiting below. The chief villain lets out a booming, evil laugh. 
Once on the ground mayhem ensues as we do our best to fight the soldiers off. But they are too numerous to handle and soon we are torn limb from limb in frenzy. The voice of Werner Herzog comes in as if this is one of his films that he’s commenting on. 
The Pharaohs party in macabre celebration.  Our soul leaves the body and rises up as the group sets back off home.

K G G - Pharaoh's March (on the run)

once upon a time?
you wish ...
mankind's just too damn stupid ...

well, and so am i, since i can't get this bloody track mixed right ;(

das war einmal
der totentanz
das war einmal
ein ehrenkranz
das war einmal
im gleichschritt marsch
das war einmal
des teufel's arsch
gesagt getan
wir zogen los
direkt rein
in deinen schoss
wir haben dort gefeiert fest
inmitten des daemonennests
soldaten nur im dunkeln feiern
so koennen sie nicht sehen
dass sie direkt in'n abgrund steuern
in her hoelle auferstehen
ans kreuz genagelt weinend dankbar
als heilig auferstanden, sag mal
kommt erleuchtung erst im tode
ist das zufall oder methode
es ist so einfach mit den kriegen
reich sagt los, und los wir ziehen
wir kaempfen, toeten, hassen fleissig
wir gehen alle drauf dass weiss ich
uebrig bleiben nur die reichen
in einer welt verbrannter leichen
ein totentanz im sonnenschein
die hoelle koennt nicht voller sein
stampft sie fest die kalte asche
steckt goldzaehne in eure tasche
marschmusik fuer volkestoeter
und stolz der fuehrer einsam steht er
auf dem gluehend knochenberg
ein typisch menschlich lebenswerk

das war einmal

Das War Einmal

Rotational Velocity

Trying to find the edges in a drone universe.

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Forest 02

night train to central

Question Everything Believe Nothing 
A Live Recording.

SourAcid - So Called Facts

Dj Là-bas - Horror Blues (Take 4)

Intro - 2ver - V1 - Rec663

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Moon Over Marrakesh

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H-Conversation Piece

Outrageously expressive vocalist and dancer, regrettably trapped in the tone-deaf body of a cage fighter - hence eternally death-embracing Goth
Deeply religious, yet extremely critical of a clearly unfinished project - Lord, what were thee thinking?
According to many, blasphemous, as I do not oppose a certain fallen angel. It just seems so obvious to me that this creature ('creation, see what I did there?), is just as necessary as the dear Lord himself - and is still trying to clean up some of the mess left behind. I think...
There are times when I've been known to express political thoughts, but only ever to desperately call for revolution and/or declare violence as acceptable as long as it is directed at fascists (and only as long as the good lord does not himself deal with these dickheads by bestowing upon them erectile disfunction and reserving them special rooms in hell). 
Strictly for freedom, opportunity, love, food, shelter, education, health, empathy and dreams. For a true, science based and supported, social democracy. Absolutely not in favour of any form of dictatorship, be that fascist or socialist. However, and to be clear - I am not somewhere in the middle, nor on a fence ;)

Musically, I like to think that I am influenced by classical music, as well as death and doom metal, gospel, blues, country, 80's pop, east-german 80's punk, gothic rock, Enya and, of course, Abba, however, when I listen to the stuff I churn out when I'm experiencing just the right level of depression, I can't help but be reminded of classics like 'Da Da Da' by Trio or 'I'm too sexy for my shirt' by Right Said Fred.
I'd love to liken my voice to heroes like David Bowie, Nick Cave, Blixa Bargeld, Peter Murphy, Andrew Eldritch, Dave Gahan, Marc Almond, Peter Steele and so many other real singers out there, but have to honestly say that, by carefully resisting the need to actually hit notes befitting the underlying musical arrangements, harmonies and ambience, I've managed to create a perfectly detuned and emotionally confused, yet consistently dislikeable style of my own. I wish I could say it grows on you ...

As all my remaining friends despair of my tyrannical tendencies (proudly displayed by diva-like tantrums) when participating in collaborative attempts to achieve somewhat melodious and/or rhythmic proclamations, I tend to squeeze these out all by my lone self. Should anyone out there feel capable (and inspired) to deal with an eternally intoxicated (by his own ego) and therefore very very angry individual, that (who?) is yet confusingly happy to sensually scream along any old tune (that does not glorify fascism), then please get in touch. 

Also happy if you get in touch if none of the above makes any sense to you, but you do like one or two of my songs - there must be someone out there ...

Thank you kindly for stopping by...

'Being humble dictates that I tell you not to take my music and words too seriously - but I don't mean it!' (Rausch, Psalm 384 (or thereabouts), 2021)

Das War Einmal

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