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Days Go By

Ô sacred woods (your icy majesties)

Where dawn is slain by endless night

Kneel before Winter

Drop by drop

White Hell

Winter of disunited hands

Chione

Frostlight upon all of us

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Gods - Nkim Side

"Music is a gift I inherited from my parents—the original 'Creators.' They both have a personal DJ living inside their heads, and that energy is what birthed my sound. This mix is a journey through their 'background music'—the timeless gems that shaped my world, now passing from their hands to mine, and out to you."

Tracklist:
Use Your Heart - SWV
Lonely Road - Rose Royce
When I’m Gone - The Jones Girls
Send One Your Love - Vanessa Williams
Thinking of You - Tony! Toni! Toné!
Beautiful - Tweet
Just Between Us - Norman Brown
Matt’s Apartment - The Internet
Bump It - Erykah Badu
Excuse Me Miss - Jay-Z
Jettin’ - Digable Planets
Human Nature - Michael Jackson
Borderline - Solange
Days Like This - The 6th Letter & ALS
Dessert - The Musalini & O Finess

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No Traffic - Vol. 36 - The Creators

The sun is but a ghost in yonder sky, Where splintered shards of ancient glory lie. O, cursed soil. Wherein the demigods Have cast their lots against the golden odds. Their hubris built a monument of bone, To guard a keeper of a broken throne.

The Greater Will hath turned its face away, To leave the world in twilight’s cold decay.

The Lands Between, where shadow meets the light, Are swallowed by an everlasting night. No mercy found beneath the Erdtree’s bough, For death itself is but a broken vow. Thy Grace is lost, thy spirit worn and thin, A kingdom drowned in monumental sin.

Behold the Crucible, a rusted womb, That birthed a kingdom and a sprawling tomb. From Caelid’s wastes to Liurnia’s weeping fog, The soul is mired in the mortal bog. What vanity to mend what fate hath rent? Thy strength is but a candle nearly spent.


Speak not of kings, nor crowns of gilded lead, The only crown is for the quiet dead. The fingers twitch, the stars begin to wheel, As flesh is sundered by the sharpened steel. Hark! The bells! They toll for thee... A dirge for all that shall no longer be.

The Lands Between, where shadow meets the light, Are swallowed by an everlasting night. No mercy found beneath the Erdtree’s bough, For death itself is but a broken vow. Thy Grace is lost, thy spirit worn and thin, A kingdom drowned in monumental sin.

The Ring is naught... The Flame is cold... The story ends... In ash and gold.

Lands Between

GODS - Newjeans (REVERB + SLOWED + LOOP)

пиздит батя 3

... we are the Gods of Hellfire and we bring you... Fire

Siberian Falls

ракеты [rockets]

Mashups of:

01. Kristoff MX - Groovy Sensation
02. Alien Alien - No G.D.M. (Hugosan Dub)
03. Don Cherry - I Walk
04. Simple Minds - This Fear Of Gods

DJ Max - Groovy of Gods

(Verse 1)
The lightning strikes the vaulted blue,
Not throne, not crown — the sky I knew.
I do not burn the halls of stone,
I strike the cracks that stand alone.

They see a storm, they see my rage,
They do not see the ancient cage.
Through thunder’s roar and heaven’s scar,
I fight the dark behind the stars.

(Pre-Chorus)
This is no war for pride or reign,
No tyrant’s thirst, no hunger’s chain.
The storm I bear, the sky I rend,
Are wounds that must not fully mend.

(Chorus)
The sky is right — let thunder speak,
Before the ancient prison breaks.
Call me fury, call me sin,
I am the storm that holds them in.
Not crown, not throne, not victory—
I am the wall of destiny.

(Verse 2)
Poseidon feels it in the tide,
The seas pull back, then surge in fright.
Hades hears the dead below
Whisper names they should not know.

Apollo’s light begins to shake,
His sun burns dim for heaven’s sake.
Ares grips his spear in dread—
This is no war of gods, he said.

Artemis feels it in the wild,
The beasts grow restless, fierce and wild.
Hephaestus sees in forge-born flame
Metal bending out of frame.

(Pre-Chorus)
Even Hera’s iron will
Feels the trembling heaven still.
When even gods begin to fear,
The truth is closer than it appears.

(Chorus)
The sky is right — let thunder speak,
Before the ancient prison breaks.
Call me fury, call me sin,
I am the storm that holds them in.
Not crown, not throne, not victory—
I am the wall of destiny.

(Bridge)
Athena, wisdom’s shining spear,
You see it now, the truth I fear.
Not all storms are born to reign—
Some must break to hold the chain.

If Olympus falls in fire’s breath,
It is a wall between you and death.
Let them curse my raging name—
I will still hold back the flame.

(Final Chorus)
The sky is right — let thunder speak,
Before the ancient prison breaks.
Call me fury, call me sin,
I am the storm that holds them in.
Not crown, not throne, not victory—
I am the wall of destiny.
I am the storm that breaks the sky,
The chain, the lock, the reason why.

(Outro)
Not a tyrant, not a lie—
Just the weight of the sky.

The Sky Is Right

This is track 1 of my new album, the rusted gods. Stay tuned for more songs based on greek gods. 

swans of the thunder

Olympus Gods gambling in thier favourite casino, rolling their golden dice, betting and trading on clueless human-chips!!

Olympus Plays on^

It is the stories and our imagination that give life and meaning to this world. And because I love music ... that it questions, that it awakens, that it intrigues, that it disturbs, that it moves... beyond the boundaries of genres ... Between melancholic tension and restrained intensity, these project crafts near-cinematic soundscapes where vulnerability and strength exist side by side. Each piece is conceived as a fragment of a larger story — raw, immersive, and unguardedly sincere.
I admit that it is not easy to enter, and I thank all the more those who took the time to stop and listen to some of these "stories" ...

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