World Gone Wrong

Barbaric Moments

Jamming over Ingvar Tautra's Mountain Beats

Dark Mountain Beats

Just in time for Valentine's Day! Dedicated to those who choose healthy, fulfilling love. This is for you.

No Lovers

Here's a very tentative new thing. 
This piano version is more stately and atmospheric while the alternate demo version is more fun and probably catchier. Both versions have their charms - we'd be really interested to hear which version people prefer!

You can hear the very different demo version here ---->> https://soundcloud.com/cat-came-back/clay-boombox-demo-version

You won’t hear me ask you if it’s right
I know what it’s like the other side
You won’t see me kiss the day goodnight
I will meet you only in the light

No more losing ground
Not for us
Not this time around
Take in everyone
That we can

She was trying to guide it to her dream
The clay was unaccustomed to her hands
She had yet to find the surest way
To make perfection from the falling clay

She was just trying to make good things come true
With parts and pieces bending upside down
He just knew he’s found the surest way
To keep from getting caught in falling clay

Clay (Piano Version)

The Undertow (feat. Wojo)

Music: Gebr.K
Guitars, Synthis, Bass: JayK
Vocals: Xian3
Text edition: Xian3
Lyrics: Franz Kafka

Homecoming is a narrative in the form of a parable from the estate of Franz Kafka. The narrative, which is only twenty sentences long, begins with the words: "I have returned" and occasionally appears under this title, was written down by Kafka in 1920 in a quarto notebook.



I have returned, 
I have passed under the arch and am looking around. 
It’s my father’s old yard. The puddle in the middle. Old, useless tools, jumbled together, 
block the way to the attic stairs. 
The cat lurks on the banister. 
A torn piece of cloth, once twisted around 
a stick in a game, 
flutters in the breeze. 

I have arrived. 
Who is going to receive me? 
Who is waiting behind the kitchen door? 
Smoke is rising from the chimney, 
coffee is being made for diner.

Do you feel you belong, do you feel at home? 
I don’t know, I feel most uncertain.
 
My father’s house it is, 
but each object stands cold beside the next, 
as though preoccupied with its own affairs,
which I have partly forgotten, partly never known.
What use can I be to them, what do I mean to them, even though 
I am the son of my father, 
the old farmer? 
And I don’t dare knock at the kitchen door, 
I only listen from a distance,

I only listen from a distance, 
standing up, in such a way 
that I cannot be taken by surprise as an eavesdropper. 
And since I am listening from a distance, 
I hear nothing but a faint striking of the clock 
passing over from childhood days,

but perhaps I only think I hear it. 
Whatever else is going on in the kitchen 
is the secret of those sitting there, 
a secret they are keeping from me. 
The longer one hesitates before the door, 
the more estranged one becomes. 
What would happen if someone were to open the door now 
and ask me a question? 
Would not I myself then behave like the one 
who wants to keep his secret?”

I have returned („Homecoming“, F.Kafka 1920) feat. Xian3

Just playing the guitar with backing loops

AUTUMN CALLING

Summon the darkest evils away with this jam.
Find strength in this dark energy.
Put your best self forward DAILY!!
So much love to the SC community.
LETS CHANGE THE WORLD TOGETHER WITH MUSIC

FEAR_NO_EVIL

DO NOT REUPLOAD ANY OF MY STUFF ANYWHERE ELSE, OR ELSE I'LL SEND OUT COPYRIGHT STRIKES WITH 7 DAY WARNING. Please. Just Don't.
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My Mental Health is not the greatest obviously. I been in therapy and just been re-opening wounds from my entire life time since a little kid. Endless trauma. A deep, deep, deep Darkness and Void of emotions. I created a mask for years now and It has been the reason I'm still sane. This version of me I gave up and begged to take over which I like to see similar as Sunny & Omori. Lacking things since a kid and falling apart forever. I just like making Mental Health music for my own escape or a way to share how I feel. Ik some toxic people hate it, But I don't care about that or much anymore. So. I'll be doing some more Mental Health songs. Enjoy, If you want.
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Inspired By: My Own Mental Health
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Original Pic: https://omori.fandom.com/wiki/RED_SPACE
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All credits go to the original creator <3
Please don't re-upload my songs, thank you.

Blackspace Takeover (Mental Health Original)

lyrics

once upon a time I'd be elated 
to round up any critics of my health
I'd tongue tie them in rhymes deliberating
now I'm just a shadow of myself

and I'm sorry if my mind don't welcome change
with open arms I watched her just walk away
but sorry don't seem to hard a word to say

once upon a time my gun was loaded
worn love like a medal round my chest
but someplace down the line my mind castrated
considered Turing it upon myself

and I'm sorry if my mind don't welcome change
with open arms I watched her just walk away
but sorry don't seem to hard a word to say

I wandered patiently awaiting her return
but my footsteps fell short
I ran quite hopelessly up to the emergency
of the womb where once she lay

once upon a time when I was reeling
In so many fish for hours of feast
I never thought that famine would believe me
if out for her one day I'd have to reach

and I'm sorry if my mind don't welcome change
with open arms I watched her just walk away
but sorry don't seem too hard a word to say
 

cheers for stopping by and listening, always greatly appreciated 👍

Sorry

Hi. My name is Mike. Pleased to meet you. ❤️

The Undertow (feat. Wojo)

The Anthropophobia Project

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