This may be a collaboration with Happiness Horizons. That remains to be seen.

Moon Rainbow Afire

Instrumental, all piano for the time being. May add narration.

Ivory Lungs

Part II of this broken dream. Lyrics later.

Sleep Beyond The Cellar Door

I: Fear
Counter not my melody, my love
Counter not my wistful, reluctant heart
Counter not the warming touch of my cold and once loveless hands
Counter not the beat by which I walk alone
On moonlit paths at once serene and desolate
II: Brightening
Yearning, nocturnally, to no end
Surely love was made not to break, but mend
To write my godless blessings to your evergreen fields
And open skies of boundless emotion
Give me no greater joy
Than your hand in mine
III: Passion
A wellspring of fleeting glances and wayward smiles
Tell me once more, and tell me forever
Tell me, with breath unabated
Under the sun and moon, once unrequited
Lovelorn waves howl no longer against the shores
And the apple blossom sands glitter as you tell me once more
A benediction whispered with deafening roar

Affection

By The Astronomer's Arc Light

Castle Siege At Dusk

Mnemosyne

Mute reflections sough vainly in a winedarkened sea.
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As of errant crystal fragments on a sandy shore beyond me.
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Translucent notes scattered, stepped over unnoticed, unheard.
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Notes buried in context, subconscious melody.
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Unfancied yet true, even though thy heart be agleam. Never I ever to find you amidst the rocks and downy feathers where your body finds rest... Where your body finds rest.
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Where floodlights dance, flowering by chance. Sung by a saccharine twilight, when the mortal mind is right.
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Weatherworn Melodie

Affection (acoustic Reprise)

One of the first tracks I recorded under the moniker Swounds.

Over The Hills Came The Swords Of A Thousand (ancient demo)

Stardive

Coelacanth Sunrise

Interstice II:  Nescience

Dance Figure

You Are (im)Perfect [acoustic improv]

Empress (acoustic and incomplete)

Sleep

Been working on this for a while but singing/playing at the same time is not my strong suit. This is very rough but I'm at least putting something out. Inspired by a French song I came across in Chrome Yellow by Aldous Huxley.

Philis Plus Avare Que Tendre

A song about drinkin'. Lyrics are written but later. Shouting to come. 

Black'n'Blue (rough instrumental)

Music by Lokdaga, vocals and excess reverb by Swounds. "Released" in 2013.

From parapets unseen 
And pastures nevergreen 
They reign 
Merciless, deprived of pleasure, under the sword forged of hellfire and sulfur 
To take revenge on the overworld 
Under his red banner and her red sceptre 
They ride, in chariots of bone and skin 
Horrors beyond our imagining

Lokdaga - Clandestine Monarch

Vocals soon to come, but lyrics exist. 

Your beloved God holds us in His hand.
And I alone know it is within His power to utterly fucking annihilate you and I
All of the hollow, ephemeral beauty we hold dear
All that we pray for
All that we love
All that we perceive
Gone before the heart can beat once more
Bleeding into rivers of obsequies past
Your self-worth sickens Me
From nothing born, and nothing return
Consume yourself to forget that He can and will end us
Human uroboros burned into his palm

Kill us
Destroy us
Fucking kill us
Destroy us
Fucking kill us

Wake us
From this fantasy we name existence
Pry open the jaw of sleep 
Let fly the swords of a thousand fucking plagues


Interstice V: Omnicide

White Owl

If you listen closely, in some parts you can hear birds chirping. This wasn't intentional, but they were outside of my window while I recorded, and thus, we have ambiance. 

Cygnus

Essentially.

"She walks in beauty like the night. 
Of cloudless climes and starry skies. 
And all that's best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes. 
Thus mellowed to that tender light, which heaven to gaudy day denies."
-Lord Byron 

She Wakes In Beauty

Decaying Luna

Borne by thoughts manifested as waves.
Wavelengths in patterns evershifting, everblue.

(Cerulean) My diminishing worth.
(Sky) An expanse of wasted potential.
(Midnight) Where ideas are born, fed, and slaughtered.
(Cobalt) The hardening of my heart toward myself. Encased in this tapestry where the eye sees all and none. I can make no shape, nor escape.
(Baby) What makes a love true?
(Royal) I am nothing, own nothing.
(Aqua) Will I drown or will I be rescued; By another or myself?
(Ocean) Where it meets the sky, will I fall?
(Spindrift) Place me where I may find bliss. 
(True) Will it ever be found?

In a single colour hides many hues. Will you forget me?

Swounds

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