Aura 63 Tácito

Gift

This is song about a loss of a love one and how his life touched others. It a true story and was very difficult to write. I hope you all can take something away from this song that touches you heart

Too Soon

Esta canción habla de un amor ideal, de ese amor que mucha gente anhela pero muy pocos consiguen, y esos pocos que lo consiguen tienen que luchar para mantenerlo

Se que nuestro Amor

Different Eyes By Edge Of the Void

Pulled off the highway just past midnight 
Neon buzzing in the same old glow 
Diner’s still got those cracked white cups 
But the faces, they don’t feel like home 

Gas pump bell sings the same old tune 
Like a voice from a long-lost dream 
I see my shadow in the corner booth 
But the man in the mirror ain’t me 

Streetlights flicker like they always have 
Same old roads, but they don’t pull me back 
I walk the past like a one-way street 
Familiar, but it don’t belong to me

Walked past the schoolyard, chain link swayed 
Swore I heard us laughing back in ‘98 
But the swings just creaked in the empty air 
Like they knew I didn’t belong there 

Streetlights flicker like they always have 
Same old roads, but they don’t pull me back 
I walk the past like a one-way street 
Familiar, but it don’t belong to me

Maybe I thought I’d slip right in 
Wear this town like a second skin 
But time don’t wait, and neither did I 
Now I see it through different eyes 

Streetlights flicker like they always have 
Same old roads, but they don’t pull me back 
I walk the past like a one-way street

Different Eyes

A funny track about some discussions on Twitter/X lately, it's frankly on the weirder side like Word Salad and Yes-No Column, Come To Life!

But after hearing it multiple times (like most of my things) it improves.

Lyrics:

There is difficulty to a significant degree
When battling people engaged in hoaxing
And we can clearly see
Because Hesiod said in seven hundred BC
Do not let a woman who decorates her buttocks deceive you
By wily coaxing
Because she is after your granary

Bewailing her lack of taro root
A redhead libertarian was destitute and snarked
That she didn't have a favorite prostitute
A contrarian most resolute
But a boon to have at your back during a dispute
Now that we were in cahoots, to entertain her sense of humor
I related to her the past events

If you don't quite have the stomach for horror
Try still to conceive of if you can
The complaints of a commoditized man
That vultures caused American culture
To became a jump ball for Sodom and Gomorrah

When i was younger and very very loud
I was a disgraced propagandist doing his username proud

Her lines were remarkably sultry
I was lost in thought staring at the shininess of her boot
Musing that the first step of any meaningful pursuit
Is to severely underestimate its difficulty

The one-night stand sarcastically complimented me on my range
I said you were the one to talk
But then she recommended as a dietary change
Brazilian Quinoa and Equatorial Donkey Chalk

She was quite amazing wearing fishnets
But when her lasciviousness needed satiating
Nothing quite got her wet like contemplating
Malicious compliance to get the idiots and shills upset

As i got older the fatter became my manila folder
I wondered if she'd gone too far
When she was grinding to WAP in a bar
Then berating me for touching her on the shoulder

The root of their lawfully sanctioned insurgency
Was a deeply felt need of urgency
Their transgressions begat the need to talk sense
But either they were in denial or awfully dense
Like Private Pyle they were too fat to climb over Chesterton's fence

The libertarian drew back agape as I was seized by
Poetic demons, my tongue unbound by whimsy’s cry  

Now peep their quisquilian rout, all clowned in disarray
A pox of poltroons, too shook to gainsay
Brains so obtund, they’d quaff their own toxic drip,
I smack their feckless rebellion with truculence no slip
And big up the gibbet that cancels their weak-ass affray

She smirked, Thy florid rant doth vex me sore,
A bard’s bombast best left to yore’s grim lore

Thus spake Hesiod, neath Boeotia’s dour sky 
Shun maids who cozen with a venal eye
For when iron reigns and kine grow gaunt with blight
Avaunt their guile, lest chaos claim the night

SamāššEšrā

Jump-Ball For Sodom And Gomorrah

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vocals by Enlia 🇲🇫 
https://on.soundcloud.com/Qz3SxGFtqrR7bF1t6

https://open.spotify.com/album/4R9jaZTFU3elwqxK3jhXB3
https://solmarineris.bandcamp.com/album/io-void-special-edition

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Lyrics 

I feel my pain 
Inside my chest 
For days that you ignore me for weeks 
That you never talk to me 

I feel the pain 
Inside my chest 
That it hurts so much 
That you left me open 

I feel your pain 
It was miles away 
That never had anyone 
To talk with you 

I feel your love 
It was so deep
Like the ocean 
Inside my mind

Was my love wasn’t enough 
Was it less than someone else 
Girl you can tell me that I love you 
Inside your chest

Feel your soul
That you always want me 
To be with you 
That I love you 

Why does it have to be like this 
That you ignore me for days 
Girl I really want to be with you 
You know I care 

Love was so sweet 
That it was with you 
I always want you 
By my side 

You know I love you 
You know I love you 
Cause I love you

Love Wasn’t Enough

Xena East - Love Wasn’t Enough

more alternate versions of my music... raw vocals, chunky metal riffs, grunge, some electronic stuff. I may be little but I love to hit that distortion hard

I Am Love v4

rerecorded version of my track (original 2014)

The Things We Leave Behind (2017)

Yeah, I turned Metallica's "Eye Of The Beholder" into a blues shuffle....now middle age folks can dance to it. I have noticed that middle age people who are old enough that their kids are in college, in jail or perhaps they play in Metallica-- really like to cut it up to a blues shuffle.

Master of Faders

Eye Of The Beholder

ソル・マリネリス 
Mostly solo & random DIY excursions into dystopian post-metal shoegaze 🎧
Guitarist/Remixer/Artist

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Sol Marineris