Fantastic guitar and wonderful sound. I like it Well done 🔥

Another classic piece of instrumental music that’’s cinematic in scale. It’s a vast place that temple and I fear its dark spirits hovering g like wraiths in the  rumbling g rafter.s,. Can hear them giving way. Or is it the racks being g prepared for victims. That deep drum and bass is very intimidating.

Immer wieder ein Genuss! Starkes Intro (wenn man die Hälfte eines Songs als Intro ansehen kann), das nicht kürzer hätte sein dürfen. Unglaublich dichter Klangkosmos in der zweiten Hälfte. Top!

Powerful and haunting. Really love the drums in this one 🔥🔥🔥

Autumn 2025 Support List - Volume IV

Poetry of the Day After

Melodic Solid Rock to give you something to think about.

Midnight Oil

Primitive Soul

05 A Pinch of Salt

A distorted confession from the shadows...
Feed My Eyes dives into obsession, beauty, and the pain of seeing too much.

It’s raw, dark, and unapologetically human, somewhere between grunge and confession.

The story continues on YouTube, where Sophie and I bring every song to life:
👉 https://www.youtube.com/@eileennoise9515

Follow me there to see the visuals, behind-the-scenes, and the next chapter of Eileen Noise 🖤

Produced by EileenNoise
Singer Sophie

Verse
I feel the static
Crawling in my skin
A hollow hunger
Where do I begin
Feed my eyes
I can't see the truth
Lost in the shadows
Devoured by youth

[Chorus]
Feed my eyes
Feed my lies
Burn the stars
Watch the skies
Feed my eyes
Let me drown
Pull me up
Drag me down

[Verse 2]
Rust on my tongue
I taste decay
A thousand voices
All in disarray
Feed my eyes
Stitch the seams
The world is bleeding
Unraveling dreams

[Prechorus]
Hold me close
Push me away
I’m begging for night
I’m craving the day

[Chorus]
Feed my eyes
Feed my lies
Burn the stars
Watch the skies
Feed my eyes
Let me drown
Pull me up
Drag me down

[Bridge]
The mirror cracks
The smoke it curls
A broken man in a shattered world
Feed my eyes
But starve my soul
A bottomless pit
I lose control

Feed My Eyes

The screen flickers
The table yawns
We sit
We wait
We vanish

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have walked the forest path
Heard the crow
Touched the moss
Lit a fire
Watched the sky

Instead
you counted bullets on a slide

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have baked bread
Fed a friend
Watered the thirsty plant
Read the forgotten page
Slept without dreaming

Instead
you raised your hand
and lowered it again

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have carved a song
Bled on the strings
Run until the lungs caught fire
Kissed a mouth that mattered
Buried the silence in wine

Instead
you stared at the clock
and the clock stared back

This hour is gone
You will never get it back
This hour is gone
You will never get it back

Never
Never
Never
Never
Never

You will never get it back

Never
Never
Never
Never
Never

This Hour Is Gone

I drew a line to measure truth
It bent itself into a loop
I tried to name the shape of time
It laughed and told me, "Not this time"

I chased the proof, the numbers lied
They split in two, then multiplied
The closer that I came to fact
The further it dissolved to act

Meaning hides in coded schemes
In broken clocks and endless dreams
The world’s a riddle, sharp and sly
It grins and winks each time you try

You reach for logic, it slips away
A paradox dressed in broad daylight
The punchline waits at the end of the play
It only lands when the timing’s right

Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!

Bazinga

Echoes of Your Gaze

Los Andes

submission for Weekly Note Composing Jam #37 hosted by emscottish for Itch.IO October 2025

It's maybe messed up a little by the MixCraft 10.6 global effect i chose at the very last minute with like 20 minutes to go: but just approach it like "We're in the late 70's at a Jarre concert in France and we're way at the farthest worst seating in the venue and theres crappy echo on everything. LFG!"  Approached in that way and now after a few hearings I am starting to be more forgiving of it.

Ferromagnetic Frolic submission for Weekly Note Composing Jam #37 hosted by emscottish October 2025

Hank delivers the goods on this tear jerking countrified soulful rocker about a man on the outs of a relationship.  Hank's soulful ever gritty vocals, his country style guitar, and gospel style piano paints a hard hearted story each verse getting more and more intense building to a final roundup of emotion complete with string section and haunting steel guitar, when you hear this song, you know why they call him Hank, 

Cryin In The Night
By Hank Rusch

Oh, I try to keep our lovelight burnin'
But now I see it growin' dim
I finally realized why you're always cryin'
You're gonna leave me for him

Every night it's the same
You wake up weepin' and callin' his name
Then you cry yourself back to sleep
You can't hide the secret that you keep

Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna say everything's allright?
Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna cry in the night?

I know it won't be long
With the plans you're makin'
soon I'll be gone
but I ain't gonna make easy for you
I think it's time for you to tell the truth

Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna say everything's allright?
Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna cry in the night?
are you gonna cry, cry in the night?
Tell me baby, Tell me baby, don't tell me lies
Tell me now in the night, and in the mornin'
In the mornin' I'll be gone
No, No, No, don't cry anymore, baby
Tell the truth and dry your eyes
I know why, I know why, you cry in the night
Cry, Cry, Oooooooh! Cryin' in the night
Cryin' Cryin' Cryin' Cryin' in the night

Cryin In The Night

Thorns

commémoration d'une cessation d'activité

pop punk/rock
co-produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by

@a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

Crawling Up The Walls

Deep Space

Not a Game

A hymn to AI music.... 

All music, songwriting, mix & production by me.
Vocals and lyrics by Mauro "Mau" Elias.



Verse 1
So much to see
so much to create
myths and stories
From the realm of dreams

A new horizon
silicon based
the mask of the lazy
and the talentless

Bridge
Who'll appreciate if my words rhyme
made by sweat and tears and not AI

Chorus
This is a world I don't want to see
This is art not a game for me
where talent must be bred not greed
This is art not a game for me

Verse 2
So much to hear
So much to dream
From my imagination
a new life I live

Open your mind
and let your thoughts fly
don't feed the machine
that can kill your spark

Bridge
Who'll appreciate if my words rhyme
made by sweat and tears and not AI

Chorus
This is a world I don't want to see
This is art not a game for me
where talent must be bred not greed
This is art not a game for me

Not a Game

Halena Morbida is the product of a middle age crisis. It is not about a particular genre, it's about the joy of creating music.

I use Ableton Live 11, Ibanez GIO electric guitar, Harley Benton electric bass guitar, HB acoustic guitar and acoustic bass guitar, Boss ME-80 processor, bongos, tambourine, cajon, and a bunch of different kinds of flutes.
 I am not a musician, I just fool around, while learning how to play my instruments. 
The artwork for the tracks is AI generated and the titles are chosen mostly using the method of free association.
Thank you for listening to my crap! 
Have a nice life while you still have it!

Instrumental rock/ post rock solo project. All rights reserved.
Thanks for your amazing support. Recently, I have reduced my music time. I apologize here that can't reply to all comments.
69twoZERO is a sideproject of TOTHM

https://templeofthehauntedman.bandcamp.com/follow_me

https://soundcloud.com/2econd_skin -> Temple Of The Haunted Man repost

Thorns

Temple Of The Haunted Man

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