I dig it bud .      https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/uZKULdecBQLKiVBy6

that's poetic and compelling from the get-go... proper composition 🙌😁

This version of my song, "Hangtime", is dedicated to Steve Low for giving me the idea of doing this song acoustically/unplugged. Many thanks Steve -- hope you enjoy it! 

-- Jonas :)

"For Steve Low"

all compositions and art - peter wessell
all instruments -peter wessell

1 Creation

War in Jalrune

Pigs of Legion

I’ve sailed the seven seas, 
I’ve searched the skies above,
I’ve shed my blood and tears,
Cause nothing comes without a price

From rotten roots it springs
In veiled despair it dwells
From withered flesh it nurtures 
Seeds of corruption and wicked lies

O Idiot Blind God,
What future do you see
Don’t hide behind the mask
Of benevolence, it never fooled me

What has no beginning nor end
Cannot truly be understood
A creation as flawed and obscene 
Must be extinguished, burnt down to its roots.

Burn it down to the roots.

Lost in the seven seas,
I prayed to the skies above,
For a light to guide my spirit 
I sacrificed all, for that was the price

Where nothing’s meant to remain
Desolation welcomes me home
As flesh heals, I become like thee
Ignorant, silent, and alone.

Seven Seas

Träume Sind Schäume

Just one phrase of bass may remind you of one famous legendary song, but it’s just your assumption!

Don’t say it’s Monday

Lyrics:

Part I
There is a minotaur,
Locked inside my head,
He wanders around my secret passageways.

No land,
No hint, 
Just a thread in my hand, 
Inside this Labyrinth.

A shadow crosses my sight, 
Where the branches break.
Then I found those crippling eyes,
It will keep me awake.

No land, 
No hint, 
Just a thread in my hand, 
Inside this Labyrinth.

Part II
Out in the darkness
He's waiting for a mistake,
I can't outrun this madness,
I have no escape.

Out in the darkness
They smell the blood of the prey,
Until the day of the heartless,
The Grave of betrayal.

Part III
When the night comes to you in a mirror,
Look around for the stone, 
You will find my name.
You will find my name.

Here 's your soul,
I give you freedom,
In the dawn,
You will find my name.
Find my name.

Part IV
No land,
No pain,
No blood in vain.

Part V
There’s was a minotaur,
Living in my head,
Sometimes I hear his ax swinging ,
But I don’t really care.

Drums: Leandro
Bass: Leo
Guitar & Vocals: Yoshi
Written by Yoshi

Labyrinth

Etude preparatoire; sketched on piano, for strings.
I post preparatory studies because I am the beneficiary of advice from much more accomplished composers here present, who generously offer me advice to help me attempt to improve, for which I am enormously grateful.

Preparatory Study for Strings (Piano)

01 - NI - Session Guitarist - Picked Acoustic - Pawnshop Guitar
02 - Heavyocity - Ascend modern Grand - Ascendant Wings 
03 - Heavyocity - Ascend modern Grand - Delicate crystals
04 - Heavyocity - Ascend modern Grand - Syncopated Eigths
05 - OT - TM - Mixed Choir Multi
06 - Sonuscore - The Orchestra Complete - Under Pressure

Ascendant Winds - First Part

No honour amongst thieves...

Lyrics:

Plymouth docks was cold and rainswept, stood in solitude
With the case of stolen diamonds and a little food
I smoked my pipe and got to thinking
To the nights we all spent drinking
Then to the plans I made
And how I'd make you pay

We were just a band of scoundrels planning something new
Your uncle was a gentleman, I thought that I loved you
You told me no, when I pleaded,
But for this to work my skills were needed
So I formed a plot
To make off with the lot

By the time you read this missive, I'll be far away
When your uncle killed the guardsman, I knew I couldn't stay
You'll get this note, as you're waking
The hideout will then start shaking
As the law descends
Oh, we're no longer friends

Adieu et toi, pretty england, bonjour to le monde
I'll fence the gems to a Belgian tinker for some shiny bonds 
Our friendship has it's final curtain
I feel a tinge, this is certain
Briefly I'll feel blue
As I say to you,  adieu

Adieu à toi, Pretty England

*The Steamship Sails Again.*

A series of experiments in steampunk music, covering the fall of humanity, hubris, scientific malpractice, victoriana and the long dark tea time of the soul. Influences: Tom Waits, Nick Cave, Ben Caplan, The Dresden Dolls, Kaizers Orchestra, Gogol Bordello and Leningrad.

Adieu à toi, Pretty England

Steam Captain Carter

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