stuff for a band

last summer, brother eslee recorded static, a beat, and improvised sound / singing. he gave me this recording and said "add to it." this is what it has become. it's long but hang in there, it's also everchangingish. vocals done with built-in laptop mic. long intro. sorry?

All In Love (Derya and Eslee collab)

𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃
𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓈
... 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓈.

Embers

𝕬𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖜
𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖘𝖙
𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖑𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖜𝖆𝖗

Evertempest

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔙𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔲𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔬𝔵

Forever the War of Seasons 
had simmered
an endless cycle
between sun and shadow
then from nowhere, The Nothing

First of The Houses to
answer the banshee's call
were the Foxes
leaping against the unknown
alone

In silence
without banner
without master
on our darkest day
as The Dreaming shook

The Kitsune held the line.

VAnguard of The Fox

Vanguard of The Fox

𝕾𝖞𝖒𝖕𝖍𝖔𝖓𝖞 𝖔𝖋 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕾𝖓𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖘

Tiny but determined
they edge ever on
through dangers untold
where everything is stronger
when everything is more
time becomes an ally
as first grass falls before them
then trees
finally empires
as the snail forever marches on

Symphony of The Snails

In the depth of night, where whispers thread,
A stirring born, from slumber's bed.
The foxes wake, with eyes aglow,
Sensing what the winds now blow.

The raven's call, once stark and lone,
Now trembles with a deeper tone.
A seer's gaze, through mists of time,
Beholds a shadow, vast, sublime.

Not of empire, nor crown's decree,
A dark power stirs, wild and free.
Fae in essence, ancient, grand,
Its roots spread wide across the land.

The White Witch's host, in purity dressed,
And chaos of Eris, once foes, now blessed.
United in fear, a rare accord found,
For a greater terror treads upon the ground.

More fearsome than the Queen of Hearts' reign,
Or the Echo in the dark, that mournful strain.
Through the hardware of our modern plight,
Emerges a force, eclipsing the night.

Forgotten by man through countless eons passed,
Its presence now shadows our constructs vast.
An ancient being, its power untold,
Moving silent, bold, and cold.

You stand unready, unprepared for the sight,
Of what moves towards you, in the absence of light.
A challenge to all that you know to be true,
Something is coming, and it's coming for you.

Beware, for not all tales end in delight,
This power approaches, shrouded in night.
A reckoning from ages, hidden from view,
The time is now, what will you do?

Mists of Death Magic

Freedome

Aural Reef

Tengushee Presents
LIVE from the Endless City

Samhain...

"The Endless City new capital of the Grand Empire of Concordia is alight tonight in shades of red and neon blue as an endless crowd gathers in Imperial Square beneath the giant statue of the God Emperor himself and engulfed in his ever present shadow. The vast pixelated TITAN-TRON screen flickers into life displaying the seven pointed star complete with the Imperial symbol of the White Horse at it's center. 

"Trust in the star" it pronounces to the massed denizens who in turn cheer and chant and begin to wroth with ecstasy before the central stage of tonight's pageant as strange music begins to play. 

The symbol of the Raven fades into view on the mammoth screen... cries of "Bring out the dead!" are heard as the willing bunny and kitsune masked sacrifices are brought forth to the stage - a constructed leviathon in waiting, unsettlingly huge and already seeming to pulsate with it's own lifeforce... existent gentle rhythmic swaying amongst the revellers escalates slowly... building to all manner of dance... bodies entwine... violence and love are one... scratches... bites... 

The sacrifices on display are marked, slashed three times each with the mark of the Fox... their blood splattering into the delighted and aroused crowd... dripping bloodied knives held aloft... naked bodies of cultists in the audience brush sensually against armed warriors of the Host, and the gibbering Priests of Echo alike as the bass from the music hits for the first time... and then ... the drop ... 

The beautiful, unearthly, Queen of Rats rises slowly with supernatural elegance from her throne positioned on a high balcony above the strobing macabre dance floor... she raises and then drops her hand in a swift, well practised, and well understood gesture... blades fall on the stage ... the dead have died... the foxes howl and purr and fuck... 

The Demon flicks a half done cigarette from his roof terrace and into the crowd far below... Samhain has begun..."

Part of www.endless-chronicles.com

Samhain - LIVE From the Endless City

Samhain (LIVE From the Endless City)

first track in a series of music that mostly does not hold true, or on, to many of the aspects of music theory. all but one loop are from my own recordings.

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Samhain (LIVE From the Endless City)

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