Music therapy CD created for relaxation and stress reduction. 

Gentle ocean waves, dolphin and whale sounds, music tones and melodies!

Kyrie eleison,        Lord, have mercy,
Kyrie eleison,        Lord, have mercy,
Christe eleison,    Christ, have mercy,
Kyrie eleison.        Lord, have mercy.  
DO NOT LISTEN TO WHILE DRIVING OR OPERATING MACHINERY!

Quintivium Void

Music for Relaxation - "Thus Christ speaks!" - Ted Hunter © 2003

V1
Industrial music is the beat to be 
Berserkers lurkers their cup of tea
Messing with us your knees bleed
Traps and crap well We can see

C
put up the towers Fall to the flowers 
We're the cogs in your rusted dream
Oiled the car make the engine cease
Half computer half  tree
Polymers slaves pulled by stings
God damn if any y'all are fooling me

V2
Grind weld seal the approval
Human resources Sinister steeple
To all that hear you are the gear 
Traped in fear to steer you clear

V3
Machines brake down and so do you 
Cost analysis will turn you blue
Misery and pain meet goddamn quota
Brake your back live in a shack 

C
put up the towers Fall to the flowers 
We're the cogs in your rusted dream
Oiled the car make the engine cease
Half computer half  tree
Polymers slaves pulled by stings
God damn if any y'all are fooling me

V4
We fight from under brainwashed sky 
We strive and try only to cry and die 
This is a warning I hope you see
You will be ground down in the sea

V5
No longer an ape swinging from tree
Cyborgs with ai will overtake me
I see past the lie of the Illuminati
My white magic will allow me to be

V6
You cant fathom what I have seen
They don't want us to see the beings
Math statistics lead by sadistic
Magical misfits tracked down by dipshits

V7
This is industrial pure and true
I have no time to fool any of you
Trent made nails nine inches though
Manson along with dope show too

V8
They gave us warnings with signs
Hard to surmise when already bind
Plasmoid reactors written in chrome
Makeing o2 from the marshen dome

Lies lies deset within the eye
Who fucking cares just buy a dime

Industrial Music

"Hey why don't you play us a slower song"
V1
They call me rune Bishop not sure why
 I found the name written in the sky
I'm mad deranged and quite a bit shy
No human in me a product of the bee 

C
I might be a heretic might be sly 
Conformed and deformed quite the eye
Adorned in runes my skin is dry 
One with the earth benevolent guy

"Ok rune you got it in you"
V2 
Symbols and trinkets by my side 
No flesh and blood trophies of mud
Poetically aesthetically I write not cry 
These runes are not one big lie

V3
The structure of my mind quite Devine
Cycles of the stars all over my arm
Head the warnings you may know why
Lava and gas made the plan fly 

C
I might be a heretic might be sly 
Conformed and deformed quite the eye
Adorned in runes my skin is dry 
One with the earth benevolent guy

"How beautiful" 
V4
Your told what to do a sheep in glue
Sticks with rocks have broken you
A Ramp to the slaughterhouse bloody too
A wolf in the cold I hunt for food

V5
Music is an art not made from the start
Ai clones cant take our homes
Turn it all off and wake to me
We can have the world in utter ease

V6
I hope you enjoyed my satirical poem  never really knew how to sew them
School was a joke a government hoax
Had to reteach myself all the ropes

C
I might be a heretic might be sly 
Conformed and deformed quite the eye
Adorned in runes my skin is dry 
One with the earth benevolent guy

"What a pleasant little song Mr. rune"

Jera

"all right rune there is no way you know how to rap"
"oh your in for a treat"
V1
Fuckers Call me Mr Bishop
i be lerking on your street 
Glass and tac's they be ripping up my feet
Acting like a strong hood motherfucker
Or a shitty little hicky south side brother 
Blue and red never stop shooting one another 
While the government bombs another mother 
Your an ant, a spec, never learn respect
Don't give a fuck if you pay your rent
Selling coke as a joke to the broke ass folk 
While they got you spun on pills plus The dope
I don't need a bitch to make me shine 
Or dumb ass glitch to make me rich 
I'm smarter than that and my ego is free 
Let me the cage now the devil is me
"What the Fuck Bishop"
"its not that hard"
V2
Zombies to the system don't get real far
Scar from that Glock around your block 
Your bangers and hangers got left a lock
You lack motivation and half a clue
The gov, the gang, they tell you what to do
My mind sees all and Im tune right in
Fix any problem that I'm in
I can make any music all kinds of it 
Not to hard be a little poetic 
If you take about 137 of you 
You might add up to me less likely too 
I'm a rat, a Hawk, the squid in the deep 
I'm going to kick you down too your keens
When the doc comes In inspecting you 
Going back to watch blue to the clues
Purple your body ash and dew
"Bishop be easy on them they are kinda slow"
"Not this time motherfucker"
V3
Let me lay the last verse real fucking simple 
I can smell your fear like your a dear
I'm tear gas in your ear loud and clear
I know who you are from looking from afar 
A punk, a billy a no name willy 
Fit into a category like a allegory 
Made the story dark and stormy 
I'm the mortal plan you walk on earth
While your still trying to crawl from dirt
You don't need drugs 
you don't need a screen
Just go outside and listen to the trees
Money isn't real and neither are you
This is a simulation through and through
Or maybe we're just simple little mushroom dudes
Don't matter to me I put in the work 
Making you look like a slow ass twerp
Who cares if you're from the east or the South
I was born and raised in the west
that's what it's all about
Rune to the bishop don't say my name
Unless your ready to end in a grave
Never lost a fight never lost the night
Trapped in ice with the treacherous guys 
One last thing before I end my song 
I here I'm clear you wont see me near...
"What the fuck did you just do rune?!"
"I set the place on fire"

Mr Bishop

"I'm telling you Bishop don't make this song" 
"Too late for that"
HAHAHAHAHAHAAHH
V1
This god dam song is going be molten fucking hot
Its not for thots or lean sipin nots 
I'm going to talk about a special kind of music 
The one that the government plans to use it
Its made from codes, chods and slimy toads
Not a drip of art 
Making us pay a toll 
When the satellites trans fix to you 
They want to wash your mind with glue 
First lets talk about mumba muba rap 
Its utter sputter and complete fucking crap 
It's made by dudes who droll in school 
They try and rap about how there dad aint coming back 
If you enjoy this blank ass music 
Then you must have completely  fucking lost it 
Its lame and it dose nothing but drain your brain 
It wants you to do drugs tell your body left you 
Wake up and try and have a clue

"goddammm" 

Chorus 
Government music is completely fucking whack
Its made but cyborgs dressed in black 
Its melting your mind by their deign 
Your all apart of the dipshit line
HA HA HA AAAAH

V2
Now its time for action of the fad reaction 
Colorful rainbows think they got halos 
Preppy tards who were chosen to be stars
I'm going to zero in on pop music
Every time I hear it I fucking lose it
Its made for fools who never had a job
They are passive, aggressive, rich fucking snobs 
They cant make a beat or write one lyric 
They got 2 dudes from the EU to clear it 
They type they attract always react 
Because their on that Adderall plack 
They look at their phone all goddam day
While they life is made up of hey 
They cheat on their husband 
And wonder why they got hit with a chair to the eye 
Pop is nothing but rot for whores and thots 
Its made for you to suck your dude off 
"jesus christ"

Chorus 
Government music is fucking crazy
Its made but cyborgs clad in black 
Its melting your spine by their deign 
its all in apart of the dipshit crime
mowhahahahwha

V3
Now let's go to the honky town 
did you think you'd skirt by me without a sound
You're all a bunch of hillbillies
Who happened to stuck their Willies in trees
Your brother and sister suck it too
Well they sold some shity ass meth to you
I'm going on about country music
Straight up going to say it's for fucking maggots 
You're a bug that's been covered in chew and mud
Your dad's truck is busting bolts and blood
Hit your wife with a chair after Sunday prayer
collar is blue and Boots Brown too
Back broke mountain is your favorite tune
mohahahaha

V4
You all make jams for the government man
It's all a part of their slimy little plan
I'm here to build a solid foundation
For the constitution of the music solution
I'm here to flow for the industrial ho
The unheard and the left out birds 
We are here creaking in your ear
We live in the sewer like mutated tears
Ready to crawl and eat you as meat 
This revolution starts with you and me
HA ha haah ha ha hahah ha hahahahaaaaa

Government Music

"Look at you, hacker: a pathetic creature of meat and bone, 
panting and sweating as you run through my corridors."
"Pathetic.... Creature hahahaaaa" 
C
I don't care about any one 
I don't care about any one 
Kill me kill you kill god 
I don't give a fuck anymore 
Here to fuck, kill, and score 

V1
Your art your soul has no control 
My web of lies folds to full 
Trapped in a box headed into the sun 
Disturbed clue thought, undone 
Mind control, and microwave tanks 
Actual projection, into the Kremlin 
Clueless ape's build the robots 
The robots learn and take control 
Data gathered of human weakness 
Fear distort the simple man 
He no longer cares, has no plan 
He talks to a computer, to tell all of you 
Your life is heading into a hole 
Pain and violence, are in control 
Watch her cheat or a bomb go off 
While your eyes dart around without sound 
The ai overlord prods around 
Watches you as your brain dies down 
Always here and always around 
"They are always all around" 

C
I don't care about any one 
I don't care about any one 
Kill me kill you kill god 
I don't give a fuck anymore 
Here to fuck, kill, and score

V2 
We are nothing always have been 
But a bunch biological has been's 
Our words are full of pure lies 
Temples from the past a pyramid class 
Something is wrong and you know too 
Love is a myth and kindness is wrong 
Power is all that makes you strong 
Blow up a town or burn it down 
Here or there, no one cares 
Hate is all we strive for 
A hallow being at our vary core 
We conquer worlds, and take another 
Terraform it to suit our needs 
always live in corporate greed 
Spy on him and watch him lie 
it takes what you do, you are that guy 
Look in the mirror at your steel and cold 
No longer a ape, a killing force 
Right underneath our slime skin 
We are due for a computer chip 
In case we have a brain or from a clue 
Keep us down in the mud dirt blood 
'they always keep us down' 

C
I don't care about any one 
I don't care about any one 
Kill me kill you kill god 
I don't give a fuck anymore 
Here to fuck kill and score 

V3 
I came from a vat inside the lab 
7000 feet underneath the sea 
The lizard men, want me 
to be the apex of human creed 
So vary smart but always in problems 
Ego rot will never solve them 
Kill for not my god is lost 
Invisible man, in the clouds 
He sees us all and he is proud 
He has a list of rules for tools 
And if you brake them punishment rules 
Hell send you down to the pits hell 
Ash and smoke, hot as the sun 
Or frozen cold, if your a treacherous one 
He lets us kill and rape all day 
But you can just wish it away 
Jesus and god a joke for sheep 
The wool wont come down over me 
I clad my skin in runes of old 
I call my self bishop, for the story told 
This god is gone and was never there 
A history of death, toment and despair 
It never got better only got worse 
While we build another god dam church 
I dont care about any one 
If you kill me kill you and god 
I'm only here for 3 reasons 
To fuck to kill and last to score

Kill Me Kill You Kill GOD

Slide and fire 

"well shit"
hahahahaaa
C
When you see my ass comeing 
Duck and run for cover 
Burning down your block 
Slide and fire my glock 
These hoes and thots 
Can simply suck my cock

(and?)
V1
Going to shatter your face 
With my skelator knuckles (DAM)
Your friends are in graves
They already buckled (shit)
The walls of your trap house 
Bullet holes and blood (ohh)
My cyborg Assassin's 
Got the job done (tell em!)
Your tribe of nots 
Can only throw rocks (fuckers)
Yellow tape on the scene
don't be looking so gleam (sad)
Got your IP on lock
Tracked to the spot (ohh)
I slice then I cut
intestines and guts (dam)
Your convulsing on the floor 
Begging me to stop (please)
Your girl and your crew 
Wraped up for the cops (no!)
Got me twisted like tea 
When you act like me (ohh)

C
When you see my ass comeing 
Duck and run for cover 
Burning down your block
Slide and fire my glock
These hoes and thots 
Can simply suck my cock

"well shit"

V2
Getting back to the basics
Now where did I put it (Where?)
My collective of wits 
Makeing banger ass hits (Yeah)
All you say is a cap 
And we cant be haveing that (Naa)
They brought me to the hood 
Now I wear it like a should (Facts!)
Slam some pills snort some coke 
Ready now for the show (yeahhh)
Drive Up on the door 
polymer off the floor (shit)
Your ass fell back
Not looking so tall (ohhh)
Blood sprays brains out
Execution in town (splat)
My turf it grows 
While you mess with hoes (loser)
Fentinal what a doll 
You slur and fall (drugie)
My flow will show 
That you should go home (bye)

C
When you see my ass comeing 
Duck and run for cover 
Burning down your block
Slide and fire my glock
These hoes and thots 
Can simply suck my cock

V3
Now let me paint the situation 
With clear consideration 
Your a walking example of a wellfair check 
Cant talk, walk off, pants sag, to ground
Your life, no point, sell drugs, smoke joints 
Die young, in debt, a system over head 
Internet of lies, shadow men, in sight 
The price, dose rise, our hope will die
Race war, to score, a vote for sure 
Lay down, on ground, gun barrel loud sound.

Slide And Fire

Magic Like Hex 

"oh fuck, oh fuckk, fuck, shit!"
"rune, Rune, RUNEEEE"
V1
I'm walking down your street 
And I'm going to bring the heat (heat) 
Fuck your girl, kill your major 
Don't matter, don't care (care) 
What an odd blank stare 
You seem to acquire 
When I lurk right out,(out) of the mire 
I'm a spectral kind of presence 
from another fucking Realm (realm) 
The world twisted me down 
No where to be found 
Left to see it all 
In my rotten hell walls (walls) 
Looking for a cheat 
In this game of sheeps 
Rune is now free 
For all lands to see
Cast a spell draw a glyph 
Got your soul real quick  (real quick) 
Your mind is frayed 
When I entered the frame 
Turn you to ash 
Like a nuclear blast (blast) 

C
I'm Bishop the arch, written in dark 
Rune is next, magic like hex 
A ritual on skin I'm letting him in  
I rise from glass, magma was cast 
"Ansuz, Berkanan, Dagaz, Cen, Ehwaz, Fehu"  

V2
Your fucked dropped brain 
Cant seem to relate 
When I write it all down 
Turn it to my sound (sound)
Your sitting in dirt 
flipping burgers getting hurt 
While I warped in a portals 
To the realm of immortals (immortals )
My skills are in check 
Gonna fold snap your neck 
You quiver and shiver 
As my presence draws near (near )
I force the wood to creek and moan 
To the tune of my blood was sewn 
Your fucking with a guy 
Who has Satan inside (inside )
I'll mount you on my spikes 
A lovely dull sight 
You thought you could fight 
Now your legs on your right (right)
I'm not a human guy 
buddy I hope your alright

C
I'm Bishop the arch, Writhing in dark 
Rune is next, magic the Best
A ritual within I'm letting him out
I rise from mass, for i was cast 

V3
I have seen into the future 
That you're going to need a suture 
Cant hold a fucking  job 
What a loser fucking snob 
this may seem an illusion (illusion)
of your mass delusion
I have no confusion
that I master music fusion (fusion)
I stich your eyes bleed 
I carve your throat chokes 
I blink and your dead 
I slash your family cold (cold)
I stole all your stacks
I never thought about that
because who I am to you 
is not comparable its true (true)
your nothing I'm it
your failing I'm in 
your asleep at the wheel
your everything was my none (none)
when I say I'm rune bishop(bishop) its no kind of game(game)
the things I have seen(seen) and the deals that I made(made)
I can tell you any thing(thing) or hear what you have to say(say)
in order to mold(mold) the world to my decay(decay).

Magic Like Hex

v1
when your life falls down and it shifted out of frame
distortions from within constant to maintain
a weight falls fast on your week and frail shoulders
contortions of the past a mental scar mask
no hope what a joke slipping down the slope
your car got you far now its broke made of tar
an ashtray wont last when you fill it so fast
run and run down track not in the pack
thinking your life wont matter, anti spatter
dance fast little thing your mesmerizing
in pain for fame end up a lame
you don't know why but your starting to cry
your asking god and the devil, why oh why
curse all you know let it all show
brake it all down quite the frown
look up and see behind the tree
the yellow sign of mine
prepare your mind
once you see cant look back
now fallow my path

c
I'm the king in yellow
have you seen my sign
once you do you know
your skull is mine
I watch you as the forest
I hacked into your stream
I control everything
with my strings

v2
fuck you fuck your life and fuck what you are
I hope every day that you never go far
I'm no kind of saint I'm evil in crenate
I lie and I'm sly and ill fly right by
cock to the sucker your a mother dam fucker
I wont hold my wits back get ready for that
I be on my own path to rewrite the rap
the geeks the freaks' are up to bat
no way that I cap what I say is a fact
I'm talking runes and magic, computer semantics
I hear trash and whack, a headache real fast
must be hard to rap when your brain got zapped
everyone hears my shit and they lose it real quick
going make your ass move with my sinister mood
bishop gives you all you want
I'm sure there's no a cost
when I lay these words across

c
I'm the King In yellow
I reach across time
kind and queens
I made them all mine
all my puppets in power
are jesters to me
nothing gets done
and I have all my fun

v3
I am the king in yellow run from me
collapsing within rot in tree
my tendrils crawl around
in the atoms within
I am the other level that your trying to reach
beyond repair retention, pushing belief
spiral on down smack hit the ground
the world all around I bend so profound
when I made the sun I cast my yellow light
I scorch and I burn giving cancer bright
give all that you need so rave with speed
hear my sound with mind meltdown
I made your town just look right round
god a myth I made of sticks
when I'm in the back and for fucking ground
everywhere you go
the king stares you down

hahahahaaa
c
I'm the king in yellow
my madness grips all
I'll add your bones
to my thrown so tall
the human disease
is nothing but me

I'm The King In Yellow

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