Chaotic We Stand

Enjoy the sound coming out from deep mysteries...

Back And Forth

DRUG AND DIE

I can make you smile
I can make you fly
I can open your heart
I can make you die

Because...

I can fuck your mind
I can fuck your mind
I can fuck your mind

You keep wanting more
You can't go too far
You, pleading for more
you, stretching your arms

because...

I've just fucked your mind
I've just fucked your mind
I've just fucked your mind

now baby you can sleep
now you can dream
now I will just disappear
away with your fears

with your fears....





written and produced by @Naethalie2020

Drug and Die

Moon Wolfes

I’m almost convinced that I’m never awake. I’m not sure if I’m not in fact dreaming when I live, and living when I dream, or if dreaming and living are for me intersected, intermingled things that together form my conscious self.
Sometimes, when I’m actively engaged in life and have as clear a notion of myself as the next man, my mind is beset by a strange feeling of doubt: I begin to wonder if I exist, if I might not be someone else’s dream. I can imagine, with an almost carnal vividness, that I might be the character of a novel, moving within the reality constructed by a complex narrative, in the long waves of its style. 
If I think, everything seems absurd to me; if I feel, everything seems strange; if I want, it’s something in me that does the wanting. Whenever there’s action in me, I’m sure I wasn’t responsible for it. If I dream, it seems I’m being written. If I feel, it seems I’m being painted. 
How confusing it all is! How much better it is to see rather than think, to read rather than write! What I see may deceive me, but I don’t consider it mine. What I read may distress me, but I don’t have to feel bad for having written it. How painful everything is when we think of it as conscious thinkers, as contemplative beings whose consciousness has reached that second stage by which we know that we know! Although the day is gorgeous, I can’t help but think this way. To think or to feel? Or what third thing among the stage-sets in the back? Tedium of twilight and disarray, shut fans, weariness from having had to live...



From "the book of disquiet" -Pessoa-

written and produced by @Naethalie2020

Pessoa is with me

If I

improvisation with piano, voice and sounds.

written and produced by @Nathalie2020

If I

Inspired by Igorr

A monstrous child,
an unexperienced mother
and a lascivious father 

written and produced by @Nathalie2020

Thanks to artist H.R. Giger for the pic.

sweet dreams

Hello Folks!!

Here I will upload my most exotic and free from categories pieces of music! 
Distortions, creepy sounds, screams or crazy convulsions...my dark side...everything is allowed. 

Enjoy :)

And here you will find my other Soundcloud profile with more pop/rock songs: @Nathalie2017