I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes.

Fuchikomatose

Cleanager

Let's get ready to FUNK THIS BUNKER UP
Something to keep the air fresh after 6 months in the bunker.
the funk is funkier in the bunk

PATRIOTWAVE

BUNKER FUNK 99

So you think
You can pin point me
Not a chance
I could be
Any of your colleagues

Questioning
Everything
Save face
No need
I can hear your heartbeat

No fireplace
Just body aches
My coup de grace
But just in case
I'll find a way
I can satiate


Holt lurking now
And seeping animosity
I'll hunt you down
Peaking out the canopies
No breaking out
The hollowing
Has come for the
Before you all found out the foul mouth humbling
Bury ashes with me
So my bones stay hot
If you burn this disease
Then the spreading might stop
Until I'm gone


So you think
You can pin point me
Not a chance
I could be
Any of your colleagues

Questioning
Everything
Save face
No need
I can hear your heartbeat

No fireplace
Just body aches
My coup de grace
But just in case
I'll find a way
I can satiate


Holt lurking now
And seeping animosity
I'll hunt you down
Peaking out the canopies
No breaking out
The hollowing
Has come for the
Before you all found out the foul mouth humbling
Bury ashes with me
So my bones stay hot
If you burn this disease
Then the spreading might stop
Until I'm gone


So you think
You can pin point me
Not a chance
I could be
Any of your colleagues

Questioning
Everything
Save face
No need
I can hear your heartbeat


I'm a fake-
These old sewn strings hold tightly
Pale is the flesh on thy beast
Crucify ghoulish findings
Carrion feast ferally on the bodies  

I'm a fake-
These old sewn strings hold tightly
Pale is the flesh on thy beast
Crucify ghoulish findings
Carrion feast ferally on the bodies  

I'm a fake-
Stride for the times that it might be
Right for the picking if you really wanna find me
Cap in my chest else you fall like the mighty
Cuts on the hind knee, highly sought by the high priest

I'm a fake-
These old sewn strings hold tightly
Pale is the flesh on thy beast
Crucify ghoulish findings
Carrion feast ferally on the bodies  


So you think
You can pin point me
Not a chance
I could be
Any of your colleagues

Questioning
Everything
Save face
No need
I can hear your heartbeat

The Holt Lurker

Dee Jay Prism - The Dusty Road DJPM Brit

If you can't tell what you're missing
Blurring up the lines like a bitch with double vision
You could never re-decide
Cup of lye, to wind up missing

Courier of flies, tantalized by submission
Fizzing liquid, to cover-up bad decisions

For the last time, culprit awoken by deicide
Mixing cyanide, waiving the cautions of alkaline
You might bide some time, but I'mma cross the line
And let my mind unwind, I put the witch to light
See?

Ducking anybody, carry on the myth of better living
Very scary, in a minute, I'll be pissing out straight venom
It's the liquor, self-inflicted, bleached my liver
New envision, I should quiet the blight before the blight
Start bitchin'

No dough for the 40 these days
My fault, i prefer green anyways
My god, burn it all til I'm unmade
Smoke straight to the face like a freight train

If you can't tell what you're missing
Blurring up the lines like a bitch with double vision
You could never re-decide
Cup of lye, to wind up missing

Courier of flies, tantalized by submission
Fizzing liquid, to cover-up bad decisions

Did you see that?
Gold strapped purple sack, fact, that's a relapse
Double cup, not enough to cope with the recap

Cold cuts, bone thugs, snap to the beat track
I'll remap, GPS signal lost
Wound up in a town that's seeming sunny
But I'm looking like a lost cause
Nobody gonna try to fish me out of the bog moss
Made me wish I wasn't swimming with the Foie Gras

If you can't tell what you're missing
Blurring up the lines like a bitch with double vision
You could never re-decide
Cup of lye, to wind up missing

Courier of flies, tantalized by submission
Fizzing liquid, to cover-up bad decisions

For the last time, culprit awoken by deicide
Mixing cyanide, waiving the cautions of alkaline
You might bide some time, but I'mma cross the line
And let my mind unwind, I put the witch to light
See?

Swill 40

London streets

Sword Of Umbra

Created for the One Synth Challenge #197 with 32 Instances of Odin 2 by The Wavewarden in FL Studio 2024. Every sound is made from scratch with Odin 2

--- CHANGELOG 31.07.2025 - 21:59 ---
Changed a transition at 3:43
Changed weird repetition in the outro section, it felt a bit off
Played with the mix / mastering a bit, i'm still not completely happy with it but it's a bit better now
Fixed incorrectly placed space in the track-title inside the thumbnail

Link One Synth Challenge: https://sites.google.com/site/kvrosc/2025/osc-197-odin-2
Link to current VST: https://thewavewarden.com/pages/odin-2

„Nichts Halbes und Nichts Ganzes“ is a german saying for something that is „half baked“ [Translation: „Nothing half, nothing complete“].

Technical Details:
Every sound is made from scratch (init Preset).

DAW: FL Studio 2024
Instances: 32
BPM: 179 and 159
Total Bars: 197

FX:
Fruity Limiter	 [3]
Fruity Maximus [1]
Youlean Loudness Meter2 [1]
Fruiyt Compressor	[2]
Fruity Parametric EQ2 [2]
Fruity Reeverb 2 [2]
Channel EQ [3]

Nichts Halbes und Nichts Ganzes (OSC #197 - Odin2)

Its just me, your new aged hippie. Def am middle class though.

Sampled from > 1967 Summer of Love Footage - Hippies of San Francisco Documentary (1967)

New Aged Hippie

A dark, atmospheric remix of the Berserk anime theme ‘GUTS,’ blending cinematic intensity with modern electronic production. Fans of Kentaro Miura’s legendary series will recognize the haunting melodies reimagined through pulsating beats, layered synths, and brooding soundscapes—perfect for anime soundtrack lovers, darkwave playlists, and epic gaming sessions.

GUTS HAUS

Welcome to #TapeLab—stay a while and listen. Founded in 2017 by lifelong friends, Tape Lab is a collective of artists and a hub for innovation, always open to collaboration. With the zeal of a self-published memoir, our sound is our own, but you can be the decider. We make music and art that sounds like it was fun to make and stands out in a sea of bland beats. 

As independent artists, we are always exploring new ways to expand our audience and find new creative outlets—especially with other undiscovered artists!

#TapeLab is currently based out of two headquarters in Durham, NC, and The Hamptons, NY.