It's part crime story, I don't even know what to mention here. The Ring of Adventure is the real thing. As soon as I put it on, I always run into some stories.
This song would have been more fun if not for the nostalgic fits of heightened sense of justice from the second verse.

Shamacaine

Ring Of Adventure

Thoughts of the one who does not think of you, memories of those who do not think of you.
The admiration of that smile that isn't there. Perhaps when I die, you will laugh.

Eternal Love Trip

Reflections on the burden one inevitably has to bear, on what saves and simultaneously drowns in an endless psychedelic trip that turns into a stupefaction, in which at a distance of 1.5 meters you hear the sound of red clay smashing against the lid of a wooden coffin, and can do nothing about it.

Шамакаин

A reflection on eternal life, one step away from death. Under the high vault of a railway bridge over the bubbling waters of the Oredege in the underwater stones.

Remember Me

Utopia, nostalgia for something that can never come back. Sad to the point of a wacky smile.
Suicidal moods inspired by damp, rotten air.

Осколки

Do you know what a managa is?
It's one of the oldest songs, reflecting the true story of how the guys once had too much green milk. Colors turn into music and shadows dance around you, me and us as we drink green milk in the band bus.

Green Bus

YOGAMETAL ~ KUTSAHA (TEST MUSIC)

GARUDA

rehearsing a very slow cover of The Chameleons' 'Don't Fall' 

"Don't Fall' doom metal cover (excerpt)

Heavy clouds above my head
Iron chains of daily bread
In the silence, riffs remain
Calling me through endless pain

I carve the night with sound and fire
Notes that burn, my one desire
But the clock, it drags me down
Nine-to-five, a coffin crown

I need your voices, lift me higher
Fuel my hands, ignite this pyre
If I fall, I fade in vain
With your support, I’ll break these chains

Every track, a piece of soul
Every chord, a shattered goal
I can’t live half in the flame
I need the crowd to scream my name

I need your voices, lift me higher
Fuel my hands, ignite this pyre
If I fall, I fade in vain
With your support, I’ll break these chains

Raise your hands, the storm will grow
Carry me where I must go
Doom is heavy, doom is true
I cannot rise without you

I need your voices, lift me higher
Fuel my hands, ignite this pyre
If I fall, I fade in vain
With your support, I’ll break these chains

Hear me now, this is my call
With your strength, I’ll stand tall
In the dark, I’ll find the light
Together we will fight… tonight.

Heavy clouds (Doom Metal reload)

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

Shamayna is a woodsy, psychedelic mix of stoner doom and grunge. The lyrics reflect a commitment to a philosophy of strength and a dark path in life.

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Neo-psychedelic doom metal from Amsterdam. First single ‘Man of Stated Age’ b/w ‘Bad Winter’ coming next month!

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