Snob 2018 - part 4

The Bird – Hypnotic Rock Ritual is a spell in sound. A deep, bassline rolls like a dark tide, guitars blaze with spectral fire, and the voice stretches low and sticky, elastic like endless bubblegum melting into eternity. Every note feels like an incantation, circling back as if time itself were bound to repeat. This version is raw and ritualistic, ghostly yet luminous, a rock mantra where shadows dance in neon flame. The Bird sings not to impress but to conjure—a vision of freedom, beauty, and endless trance.

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The Bird – Hypnotic Rock Ritual

(Verse 1)
Grey sky bleeding on the TV glow,
Coffee’s gone cold but I can’t let go.
Your ghost lives in my cigarette,
Every drag’s a memory I can’t forget.

(Pre-Chorus)
And I still wear your name like a stain,
I don’t feel much, just the echo and rain.

(Chorus)
When December calls, I don’t pick up,
Snow hits the ground like broken love.
Your shadow’s screaming down these halls,
And I cave in every time December calls.

(Verse 2)
Frostbite fingers on the windowpane,
Writing your name just to blur it again.
My cracked voice hums your favorite song,
Feels like forever’s been gone too long.

(Pre-Chorus)
You’re the whisper in the static hum,
The ache in the chord when the night goes numb.

(Chorus)
When December calls, I don’t pick up,
Snow hits the ground like broken love.
Your shadow’s screaming down these halls,
And I cave in every time December calls.

(Bridge)
The heater’s dying, I’m wide awake,
Drowning slow in my own mistakes.
You said I’d heal, but you lied so well—
Now I’m just fine in my private hell.

(Final Chorus)
When December calls, I don’t pick up,
The lines are dead, I’ve had enough.
But your echo’s hanging off these walls,
And I break down when December calls.

(Outro – distorted, fading scream)
Yeah… when December calls…
I still fall.
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when december calls

Somewhere somehow someone

🎵 Marco deBoer – “You Can Take the Child Out of War”
A haunting, minimalist song built on the fragile heartbeat of a single guitar and voice. “You Can Take the Child Out of War” tells the story of innocence lost — of a girl who has survived the violence, yet carries its echoes deep within her.
The lyrics paint images of broken streets and silent skies, while the music stays raw and intimate, driven by minor chords and quiet tension. The song isn’t about battlefields, but about memory — the invisible scars that never fade.
For those who hear beauty in sorrow, and truth in the quiet moments after destruction.
Genre: Dark Folk / Acoustic / Storytelling
Written and performed by Marco deBoer

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