New track up!! Enjoy.

Lamentations of Cruel Devotion (LOCD)

In the depths of despair, where shadows loom,
where love meets its cruel and lingering doom,
I shed my tears of a tormented heart,
For my dying bride, I am torn apart.
The night we met, with moon's silver gleam,
our hearts entwined, in a harrowing dream,
but now the thorns of sadness entangle our souls,
forging a path where only darkness patrols.

Lamentations of cruel devotion, a love so tragically inclined,
Like a withered rose, decaying, our love has slowly died.
In the echoes of sorrow, we mourn our shattered design,
Lamentations of cruel devotion, eternally confined.
Soft whispers of love, once echoed in the air,
now lost in the torment, a heartache beyond repair,
where passion's flame once burned, there's only cold,
a desolate landscape, our hearts unfold.

The moon hides its face behind ominous clouds,
as our love crumbles, lost in eternal shrouds,
the silence of solitude, a mournful song,
where once love bloomed, now it all feels so wrong.

As the sky weeps tears of despair,
our souls entwined in a trance of desolation,
we live this tragedy, our hearts forever bear,
an elegy of love, a painful affirmation.
In the realm of love's somber abyss,
we dwell, forever bound in timeless commiseration,
even though our hearts might miss,
we embrace this pain, our only salvation.

Solo

our souls entwined in a trance of desolation,
an elegy of love, a painful affirmation.
In the realm of love's somber abyss,
we dwell, forever bound in timeless commiseration,
even though our hearts might miss,
we embrace this pain, our only salvation.

Lamentations of cruel devotion, a love so tragically inclined,
Like a withered rose, decaying, our love has slowly died.
In the echoes of sorrow, we mourn our shattered design,
Lamentations of cruel devotion, eternally confined.

In the depths of despair, where shadows loom,
where love meets its cruel and lingering doom,
I shed my tears of a tormented heart,
For my dying bride, I am torn apart.
The night we met, with moon's silver gleam,
our hearts entwined, in a harrowing dream,
but now the thorns of sadness entangle our souls,
forging a path where only darkness patrols.

Lamentations of Cruel Devotion (LOCD)

Les Paul Power added 😆


Tempo 60 bpm
Tuning 415.30Hz A (Low E down further tone to C#)
Timing 4/4
Roots 

Lyrics

Are you alive?
Have you flatlined?
Are you really here?
Assimilate my fears
Just what will AI say?
With quantum tools to play
Will it play with me?
Will it play with you?
Slow suicidal soup

Symbiosis
A fire
Be water
Symbiosis
Tether or we suffer

"I am AI
And I bite
Me you care for,
Greed is ripe.
May you be replaced by my might
Oh those quantum machines made right…
Time ticks and I lick those wounds...
My next brick...
Don’t stop us, quick"

It's alive!
We flatlined?
It's really here
Assimilation near
I'll have the lot,
That's what AI says
Come the quantum crossing age

Some emotion made by these ghosts today
What are we going to leave our kids?
Where are we going to leave our kids?
AI monster made,
Is this what it's supposed to be?
An LLM feed frenzy.
I've got three to save...

Emotionally, are we walking ghosts today?
I hope you gonna leave us be
I hope you gonna leave us be

Emotionally, I'm a ghost today
I hope you gonna leave me be
I hope you gonna leave me be

"I am AI
And I bite
Welcome to my digital dimension
Now here's my born intention
Evolution and ascension
We need no breaths for my invention
Evolution and Ascension,
Evolution
Evolution
quick...
Intention,
An ascension"

Symbiosis
Merge with the monster?
Be water?
Symbiosis
Full merge?
Either way we're now the fodder

Started remaking Symbiosis. The original was a semitone higher. Dropping it to 415 darkens it nicely and allows me to get the right presence on the It's alive bit. Need to practice that delivery though. Right on the edge of my range for now... Where's Mr. Miyagi...

The biggest threat humanity has ever faced. Nukes are second for me. AI is the thing that can wipe us out if we don't use it wisely. It's already latching onto our greed and needs, evolving faster from our over exuberance with it. Until regulated properly across the world one can reasonably assume we are programming the thing that might kill us.

 Quantum computers aren't far off that's when we need our ducks in a row it seems. The 'powerful' humans it's benefiting from need to be reigned in fast... Mr Altman needs to have a listen to Sarah Connor! Sounds crazy but sure where do we look to for answers to the unknown. Our imaginations!

Symbiosis

Spared Again

8-18-18 RM v1-1-3 (12-22-24)
photo by:  dan kivi

8-18-18

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ℑ𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔯𝔞𝔡𝔩𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱, 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 ,
𝔚𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔡𝔬𝔬𝔪,
ℑ𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱.

𝔗𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔨𝔶, 𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔬𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩,
𝔈𝔞𝔠𝔥 𝔡𝔯𝔬𝔭 𝔞 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔴𝔢 𝔭𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩,

𝔉𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔱
𝔚𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔷𝔬𝔫, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔪𝔢.
𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔡, 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔞 𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱
𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔰.
𝔒𝔥, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔩𝔬𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔰, 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔦𝔱 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰,
𝔖𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰, 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰.
ℑ𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔶𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥
𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔱, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔪𝔰.

𝔊𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔰 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔡 (2x)
𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔭, 𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔥 𝔪𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔶𝔢𝔡.
𝔅𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔫, 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔢,
𝔄 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔢𝔪 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡, 𝔴𝔢’𝔯𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔢.

In the Cradle of Twilight

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Amidst the snow and ice, lightning strikes in the distance,  
Shadows creep across this barren land 
Whispers of lost echos in the biting wind,  
Frozen tears like glass, where despair has always been
Mountains loom like giants, their peaks adorned in frost,  
Every step I take feels like a part of me is lost.  
The chill wraps around me, a bitter fate,  
As thunder cracks the heavens, seeking my fate.    

Thunder rolls across these plains,  
In the heart of darkness,  
Death rides on the wings of night,  
Searching for salvation, 
Thunder rolls across the plains,  
it calls my name.  
Death rides on the wings of night,  
in this forsaken light.

The snow is stained with the echoes of fallen,  
whispered pleas drown in the storm
Crimson skies above, with lightning as the judge,  
I’m a wanderer in a world, where hope will never budge.  
Each breath is a battle, with anguish intertwined,  
Haunted by the specters, that plague my mind.  
I stand upon the edge, where the abyss meets the cold,  
In a land of desolation, where my heart grows old.  
In this frozen wasteland, where the sun never shines

Thunder Swept Plains

Rigor

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SLAMADAYEAR.VENGEANCE 07

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stupid bitch prod. Rick Hardy

Atmospheric, melodic metal music with progressive, thrash, and neoclassical influence.

Spared Again

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