Lyrics

In the shadows, laughter hides a tear.
A place we dare not enter, filled with fear.
The aisles, they call, to a twisted dance.
Where we dance to a macabre drum.

Welcome to the dark bazaar, where the price is paid in sorrow.
Trading smiles for tears and pain, we're here today, but gone tomorrow.
Life's retail has a secret, hidden deep within its core.
It's the darkest happy hour, where we find what we're searching for.

On the shelves, our demons dressed in dreams.
Cold reflections staring back, wasted life, it seems.
Twisted happy hour, laugh as spirits break.
In the darkness, find the peace we yearn to take.

Welcome to the dark bazaar, where the price is paid in sorrow.
Trading smiles for tears and pain, we're here today, but gone tomorrow.
Life's retail has a secret, hidden deep within its core.
It's the darkest happy hour, where we find what we're searching for.

Welcome to the dark bazaar, where the price is paid in sorrow.
Trading smiles for tears and pain, we're here today, but gone tomorrow.
Life's retail has a secret, hidden deep within its core.
It's the darkest happy hour, where we find what we're searching for.

Dark Bazaar

Trying

Song written and recorded in 12 hours.
lyrics
Verse 1:

Trapped by your horns
Labyrinth of your mind
A two-day-long struggle
An escape you can't find
Dethroned, disposed
And shadows will flood
In this dark romance
Anxiety boils your blood

Chorus:

Your flesh goes to waste
A bitter aftertaste
Anxiety boils your blood

Verse 2:

Engulfed in torment
In the maze of dread
Days turn to peril in a world painted red
Bound by dirty chains
Dragging through the mud
In this haunting refrain
Anxiety boils your blood

Section C:

Scaling height from despair
Where dreams begin to take flight
Hailing the fresh air
In the serenade of moonlight
Sailing through the thorns
Over the mire and the mud
Anxiety boils your blood
credits
released September 17, 2023
Samuli Mäkelä - Vocals, bass, production
Patric Puola - Guitar
Joni Rajainmaa - Guitar, Vocals, bass
Jere Karppinen - Lyrics, Mr. Manager, Spirit Animal, Paparazzi
license
all rights reserved

Darkcutter

Trying to get reacquainted with my keys again, so here's a short piece I wrote for a very special friend.

A Day In Autumn

Lyrics:

Verse 1

Dark Merchant, what is your play?
Selling dreams or pain today?
Jars of slime, items most vile
Darkcutter on sale, you lure them a mile
Through the fog your cart appears
They say you trade in fears
Yet, when asked, you darkly grin
Step right up, let the trade begin

Verse 2

Dark Merchant, with eyes like coal
What's the price for a stolen soul?
From the swamps, your stock's derived
Worms and moths, just barely alive
Bottled screams and voodoo verse
In your gloom, a charm perverse
Buyers beware, you can't reimburse
Your contract signed, there's no reverse

Chorus

The only coin is grief
Transactions must be brief
You will receive
Slain monstrosities

Dark Merchant

Clock hands stand, tall and straight 
The darkest auction now awaits
Years of your life, the eternal dime
Winding road and finite time
The first of us won't bid too high
They know, like us, their end is nigh

Life’s a loan you can’t extend
In the dark auction, beware the trend
Time you spend cannot mend
So make your bid, my gullible friend

In the dark auction, life flows like sand
Trade your years, or stay your hand
Youth and hope with years to spend
Lust and squander at your wit's end
My brother's keeper, the iron guard
Dreams will leave you alone and marred

Life’s a loan you can’t extend
In the dark auction, beware the trend
Time you spend cannot mend
So make your bid, my gullible friend

Items from another realm
Some of them might overwhelm
Idols of inaction
In a state of putrefaction

Life’s a loan you can’t extend
In the dark auction, beware the trend
Time you spend cannot mend
So make your bid, my gullible friend

Music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ta5WmvIShpM

Dark Auction

Permafrost

Dark King, The Overseer
As humble servants, we want things clear
Trade went wrong, our contracts torn
If left unclear, there will be scorn
Yet here in the dark, we play by decree
Souls and whispers bound eternal

Take a bow, bend the knee
Loyal servants have cometh thee
Virtues few, land of vice
Seen through my blazing red eyes
Take a bow, bend the knee
Loyal servants have cometh thee
Virtues few, land of vice
Seen through my blazing red eyes

Lord majesty, the highest throne
Holds a scepter made of sinful bone
Crown of thorns and the brightest gold
Dreadful sight, that shivers the bold
His laughter echoes cold and deep

I am the ruler of Dark Bazaar
Knighting the ones that bear my scar
Gift of title and a shimmering blade
Shed blood of innocence, before your funeral parade
The banners of dusk wave high in my name
Bless the bold, mark the reign

Take a bow, bend the knee
Loyal servants have cometh thee
Virtues few, land of vice
Seen through my blazing red eyes
Take a bow, bend the knee
Loyal servants have cometh thee
Virtues few, land of vice
Seen through my blazing red eyes

Upon my word, the heavens fall
No mercy granted, hear chaos call
Flames arise from the tainted ground
In every scream, my power’s found

Dark King

Roughly 45 minutes of improvisation between guitar and piano.

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