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The instruMental version of G Spiked . To hear the full version with vocals, visit the toXique Daisies page : https://soundcloud.com/user-335203248/g-spiked-x-daisies

G Spiked instruMental

A quirky dance meditation for those who want a chance to blend playful dance into their Tai Chi routine.
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Lull La Bye (Tai Chi Dance Stretch)

'Inside Out And Then Some' is a mid tempo Fusion track.

Inside Out And Then Some

T-Rafflesia Electronica

W-Miranda!

noxpox - let go (adieu, good bye, auf wiedersehen)

H-Purple Dahlia

L-HCU

N-Electric Cats

Tell her that when you found me 
I’d stood my ground in the dirt and ash 
and in my fist
a soiled rag
tell her of the tatters 
of the cloth she sewed for me 
of her ribbon that I’ve kept 
escapes into the trees

Will you take wing like a wild creature 
a promise lost 
cause I’ll not meet her
after thee

Tell her to be patient 
ask of death no speed
and tell her 
not to cry for me 
tell her not to grieve 

Will you take wing like a wild creature 
a promise lost 
cause I’ll not meet her
after thee

Tell her I said her name as light was fading 
words carried on the breath
where death lay waiting 
tell her that when you found me 
cold where warmth had been 
I thought of her 
I felt the sting

Will you take wing like a wild creature 
a promise lost 
cause I’ll not meet her
after thee

I’ll Not Meet Her

HEY MR SERIAL KILLER
YOU SHOULDN’T BE ALONE TONIGHT
WANT YOU TO THINK ABOUT ME
PICTURE ME IN BLACK AND WHITE

SHE WANTS TO BE YOUR NIGHTMARE
TEACH YOU ALL ABOUT DELIGHT
SO RUN YOUR NOSFERATU FINGERS
THROUGH HER BLOODSTAINED HAIR
BEFORE ANOTHER ONE DIES OF FRIGHT

AS UNDER HER BREATH
SHE WHISPERS “ANGEL OF DEATH”
YOU TIGHTEN YOUR GRIP
‘TIL THERE’S NOTHING LEFT

SERIAL KILLER
SERIAL DREAMS
SERIAL LOVERS
SERIAL SCREAMS

SURREAL MOMENT
IN THE REAL WORLD
THE STORIES ARE COUNTLESS
BUT NEVER TOLD

DON’T FUCK WITH MY HEAD
THE SOCIOPATH SAID
AND DON’T YOU SCREW
WITH MY FINELY TUNED PSYCHE

AS UNDER HER BREATH
SHE WHISPERS “ANGEL OF DEATH”
YOU TIGHTEN YOUR GRIP
‘TIL THERE’S NOTHING LEFT

SERIAL KILLER
SERIAL DREAMS
SERIAL LOVERS
SERIAL SCREAMS

SURREAL MOMENT
IN THE REAL WORLD
THE STORIES ARE COUNTLESS
BUT NEVER TOLD

WANNA PLACE PENNIES ON YOUR EYES
AND CATCH YOUR TEARS WHENEVER YOU CRY
FOR AS LONG AS YOU’RE HERE I WILL BE YOUR FRIEND
I WILL HOLD YOUR HAND TO THE VERY END

IT’S LIKE A VOICE IN THE DISTANCE
I WANNA BE YOUR VICTIM
I YEARN TO BE YOUR SWEET SIXTEENTH

IT’S LIKE A VOICE IN THE DISTANCE
I WANNA BE YOUR VICTIM
TO SATISFY YOUR EVERY WHIM

WHILE COMMITTING ACTS OF WANTON SIN
HE THINKS OF WHAT TO DO WITH HER SKIN
DISPOSING OF THE BODY IN A LIFELESS LAND
SOMEWHERE WHERE THE SUNLIGHT IS THIN

SO RUN YOUR NOSFERATU FINGERS THROUGH HER BLOODSTAINED HAIR

BECAUSE YOU LOVE THE CHASE
YOU HAD TO SHOW YOUR FACE
GRIPPING, BURNING, FRYING, DYING
IN THE ELECTRIC CHAIR

AND NOW YOU’RE ON YOUR WAY TO THE OTHER SIDE
PASSING FROM THIS LIFE, VICTIMS FLASHING BY
HEADING FOR A PLACE WHERE YOU CANNOT HIDE
PROVIDENCE DEVINE, NO ESCAPE, THOUGH YOU’LL TRY

AND YOU’LL TRY…

REVOLVING DOOR
GROUNDHOG DAY
ETERNAL CIRCLE
DOWNWARD SPIRAL

BACK FOR MORE
TIME TO PAY
PREQUEL GREY
BUT A DIFFERENT SEQUEL

HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO BE THE QUARRY, THE MEAL
IN YOUR VICTIMS HANDS
DO YOU YET UNDERSTAND?

THE SCREAMS YOU’RE HEARING
ARE YOUR SOUL DISAPPEARING
THIS IS FEAR, YOU ARE SAYING
SUDDENLY YOU ARE PRAYING

WE WANT TO BE YOUR NIGHTMARE
TEACH YOU ALL ABOUT F-RIGHT
TAKE YOU TO A PLACE CALLED NOWHERE
DROWN YOU IN ETERNAL NIGHT

WE WANT TO HER YOUR ETERNAL SCREAMS
FEAST UPON YOUR DESPERATE PLIGHT
CORRUPTING EVEN YOUR PEACEFUL DREAMS
TAUNTING YOU WITH THOUGHTS OF FLIGHT

WANT YOU TO FEEL WHAT WE FELT
MULTIPLIED TO INFINITY
TO SEE YOUR PERSONA IN AGONY MELT
LEAVING YOU WITH ONE BRIEF MEMORY

THAT FINAL MOMENT WHEN THEY PULL THE SWITCH
CHOKING ON PAIN; A WALL OF FEAR CLOSED IN
SMOTHERED CRY FOR HELP, SOMETHING TOUCHING YOUR SKIN
TSUNAMI-LIKE EMOTIONS AND THE FACES WITHIN

WE WHISPER UNDER OUR BREATH
WE ARE THE ANGELS OF DEATH
WE TIGHTEN OUR GRIP
TILL THERE’S NOTHING…LEFT

HEY, MR SERIAL KILLER

Your mind

Rather Be

I wrote this song about Johnny Cash who is one of my favorite singers

the man in black

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