Beautiful, soulful, wistful song! Stunning vocals as always and intrumentation!

Love your style. Very nice flow and harmonies!

A collection of our favorite tracks while browsing ye olde cloude of sounds in October 2018

MTD Mixtape October 2018

BacklnBlood Freestyle prod. (Stygian Rock.)

24Jul22

Experimenting with Joel's track, SoundByte 001;
https://soundcloud.com/joel-putman/soundbyte-001

:D

Joel Putman - SoundByte 001 [Boson Spin warp]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SuF7T1IQ9PA

Mr A . Anderson - AA0005

Eight Textures

2022-11-05

NLS - 2022 - 11 - 05 long shadows

Mission Orange

What The Stars Do

Grianstead,Estrela

Grianstad , Estrela (Solstice ,Star )

bottom feeder

LSDream inspired track; produced while staying at a hotel for a week with my Life Partner, growing and developing every second. Everything is the past, focus on your progression and understanding of one’s inner thoughts and self.

Hotel Dreams

Make It Her, Forever

Original written song ft. Mies on vocals. Written and all instruments by The Cruel Horizon musician of an One Man's Band. Idea and words taken from to the internet. Like to thank PeeBee for coaching and support. a BoysRoomRecords® production 2018
Lyrics:
trust someone who can see in you:  
the sorrow behind your smile
trust someone who can see in you
the love behind your anger
 
Trust before you love.
Know before you judge. 
Commit before you promise. 
Forgive before you forget. 
Appreciate before you regret.

Smile and no one will see 
how broken you are inside.
but trust the one who asks
the thoughts behind your smile

the reason behind your silence

2 Cruel Horizon

Trust ft. Mies

I have decided to re-release all my "Spirit Magnet" stuff as "the turtle project", just makes more sense ,so expect more of these this month. 

Spooktober is here :)

Welcome To Boo Town

music . Kinsâme  @bissecta @kins-me @kiyotoyoshihara
lyrics / vocals / artwork . Bissecta de Kinsâme @user-903486738
vocals  . Mariam Zohra D : Myrh

included in Benzaiten Muses II Women in Experimental Music by Cian Orbe https://cianorbe2nd.bandcamp.com/album/benzaiten-muses-ii-women-in-experimental-music-cior-347

Part of the album "WARRIOR WITCHES"
https://bissecta-and-the-muses.bandcamp.com/album/warrior-witches-wip-whip
https://soundcloud.com/myrhyum/sets/with-bissecta-de-kinsa-me

Sourire l'acte (The end of the world)
Aux noms de tous tes noms Déesse des Dieux! Les évasions deviennent consommables, consumables, conspirées par le cortège des oracles guerrières  moites de cette succion d'éther. Celles-là qui font misère des cordes à peines comptées, parfois entrevues durant le vivre et le mourir en la seule seconde terrifiante, orgasmique, mourir et vivre en la seconde qu'Elle éclate,
Mère de la misère corde. En la seconde mourir et vivre, vivre et mourir en la seconde. Louanges à Déesses! Horribles câlins naissant dans le vent des ans où va et vient le débit désabusé, bel amour sans condition qui soupire les ondes des forgerons attestant le rythme radial, grand blanc semé à la trace odorante de ses voix. Saigneuses des univers. Celles-là même qui trament misère des cordes. Vénérer pleinement chaque porteur par pulsions premières sous le planning sévère de quelques planètes envieuses d'être épelées du feu à quatre pattes insoumises; seul ce feu faisait mine de savoir l'eau interstitielle. Mères des misères cordes. Mourir et vivre en sa seconde. En sa seconde,
mourir et vivre. Reines des secondes sans jugement. Telle la silhouette en treillis assouvissant de déserts les humains accrochés à leurs crampes encrées aux milliards de maux, par inadvertance, offerts afin qu'ils bâtissent, oui ces salopes avec ou sans pénis, les humains qui bâtissent ces piliers
dorées soutenant cette vacuité sure d'eux. C'est vous que j'adore! Vous! Dont je méprise le but. Plaies pyrrhiques abruptes aussi abrutissantes que l'obscurantisme des réverbères coincés sur la castration féodale incrustée aux fausses pierres et leurs nouvelles prières des putains de pères. Perds-moi vers la plaine gauche: alors les capacités persisteront à siffler le violet flûté encore, flûté, flûté, profondément flûté sur la pression psychique hurlée, flûtée, juste unisson et passion sans pardon, flûtée et harpée avec la cruelle croyance criarde des crocs qu'ameute la marche têtue de l'araignée. Vers la plaine gauche de celles que vous avez vidées de méfaits. En votre seconde mourir
et vivre, vivre et mourir en votre seconde. Je vous prie d'y passer en premier; je vous aime car vous secondes croustillaient les lobes qu'elles prennent signataires des astres lagunaires, elles y demeurent volatiles au claquement de doigts, leur demeure première et seconde s'évapore lasse des lèvres pluvieuses, vers la plaine gauche. Oui c'est la plaine de celles qui bafouent votre
bienveillance et de celles des troublantes trouvailles censées commettre la langue du parsec convulsif qui goutte ainsi la seconde où il se doit de mourir et de vivre. Vivre et mourir en la seconde. De ta main, de ta seconde, mourir et vivre. Vivre et mourir de ta main, de ta seconde.
My muse will live at the end of the world
My Muse will live at the end of the world. 
From deep water he feel everything. 
Spell drunk this time wrapped into syntony. 
Once upon the space who surround us. 
Life care and sing Death, Death care and sing Life.
It was fairy empty of word
It was nearly the big mouth laughing
It was merry with this six toys that traps
My muse will leave at the end of the world.
Come on sweet newt dive into the lava...

Bissecta & The Muses

Into The Lava - Bissecta De Kinsâme | Myrh

electricpaul: vocals, rhythmic guitars, lyrics & music https://www.instagram.com/electricpaul
piero peluche: lead guitar, bass, drums, mix & master www.pieropeluche.yolasite.com/
DOWNLOAD: https://fottutobianco.bandcamp.com/track/big-heart

I've got a big heart
You got to know where to start
I've got a hard time
Like fruit that rots on the vine
I've got a good grudge
Who are you to judge ?
It doesn't mean much
Maybe just be out of touch

Oh, you know
When you punching low
Oh, you feel
You're on even keel
Oh, you know
And so it goes

I've got a cold stone
and that's just ripe to throw
I've got a steel grin
Tightly stretching my chin
I've got a firm hand
So you know where I stand
And when the time comes
You got to get up and run



Oh, you know
To grow, you show
Up, and down
A troll, a clown
To get love
You've got to give from above

I've got some pale skin
Oh so ruddy and thin
I've got a hard nose
That spites my face and it knows
I've got an old bone
That I pick and I hone
I've got a thick head
That will remain when I'm dead

Oh, you know
You reap what you sew
Hey, ho ! 
I work the land with my hoe
So, so
You just never know

Big Heart

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Trust ft. Mies

The Cruel Horizon

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