Every time that we're hanging out together
Somehow I feel all alone
But the very next time you call me
I always pick up the phone

Do you ever even think about me
In your bedroom, late at night
Or is everything I dream about you
Just a figment in my mind

I never shoulda let it go this long
Everything I thought I knew was wrong
Here I go again with a break-up song
Cause you're really a Decepticon

Everything I thought I knew was wrong
I never shoulda let it go this long
Here I go again with a break-up song
Cause you're really a Decepticon


Sometimes I think you really believe in
All those things you say to me
But in your heart there's something else happening
And I'm just the casualty

I try to tell myself maybe
That's just how she is
But it seems like I'm noticing lately
Inconsistencies

Decepticon

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Darkwave is an experimental music project incorporating elements of instrumental thrash metal combined with symphonic and electronic influences. 

Composing, guitars, programming: Zsolt Némethy.
Cover art: Lupus Photo (Dávid Ujhelyi).

Missa Innominata

Sanctus

Cheer for your team

QUANDO ELA CHEGOU WHEN SHE ARRIVED

Real Life

Real life - Nathan Boersen

Power coursing through your veins, a surge at the edge of exploding, power, power, power...

Soli Deo Gloria!

Power Surge

A long-form song I made around the idea of growing older and seeing everyone, including you, change. Some people exit your lives, some stay around. Regardless, it's a pretty heavy pill to swallow. Hope you'll enjoy it! You can also find the song on my Youtube page:
https://youtu.be/RWAdbQZZMH4

LYRICS:

INTRO:

VERSE 1:
Well here our story starts, back when we were seven
looking for adventure, that till we're eleven
back when we felt time could never catch up
why bother trying too hard, this friendship we confide in?
prechorus:
But now we're getting older, we can tell
you're a woman now and I'm  a man
some paths will divide and some'll connect
but will you please just come back here again?

CHORUS

OOooohhh x2
PleassEEEeeeee
don't leave me
 
INTERLUDE:
VERSE 2:
And I still look
at those pictures
of us both rolling, throwing
 a smile escapes me oh yeah maybe
prechorus 2:
well now we're getting older, we can tell
you're a woman now and I'm  a man
these paths will divide, that is that
but will you please just come back here again?

 CHORUS

OOooohhh x2
PleassEEEeeeee
don't forget about me

OUTRO:

Ooh-ooh-ooh x 16

Here Again

Marcus Aurelius

Wrapped Around Your Treasure (Alternate Perception Mix)

Tomorrow, Tamara!

Lord Jesus we Love You!!!
Te amamos Precioso Señor!!!

1-The gift of righteousness is
Measured in abundance.
The depths of His love I’ll never understand.
His love reaches me and you;
His mercy goes farther too.
The One on the throne of God
Is called the Lamb.

	So why not open up and
	Call His name O Lord?
	Find your spirit where His grace
	Has been outpoured.
	Call His name, taste His grace,
	Exercise before His face!
	He’s longing and yearning.
	He’s hoping and waiting.
	He’s ever desiring for you to turn to Him.

2-He knows your deepest thought,
Your every situation.
He understands your heart,
He knows your history.
There’s nothing in His way.
He’s just waiting for you to say,
“Lord Jesus, my wandering heart
I give to Thee.”



🌹🎻🌺🎶🌱🌷🌸



1-Cuán abundante es el don de la justicia,
F G C C7
Lo hondo de Su amor, nunca entenderé,
F G
Nos alcanza ya Su amor
C E Am
Cuánta compasión mostró,
F G C C⁷
Mirad en el trono está el Cordero fiel.

F G C C⁷
Por qué no abrirte y llamarle “¡Oh Señor!”,
F G C C⁷
Ve a tu espíritu donde gracia derramó;
F G C E Am
Llámale, búscale, ejercítate ante Él,
C F C F
Él es quien anhela, añora y espera,
C G G⁷
Y siempre desea que tú
C F C
Te vuelvas a Él!!

2. Él sabe que hay en ti y todo lo que sientes,
Él te conoce bien, tu historia y situación,
Es cierto, Él listo está,
Mas tu voz quiere escuchar:
“Te rindo, Señor Jesús, mi corazón.”



🌹🎻🌺🎶🌱🌷🌸🌹🎻🎶🌺

Cuán_ Abundante _es _el _Don _de_ la _Justicia 🌹🎻🎶 The _Gift _of _Righteousness 🌹🎻🎶

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.





Marcus Aurelius

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