A track from a little-known group, from the TV channel "Gameland TV" heading "Отжиг" from the game "Mass Effect "

DoubleMinds — Machines

In the corners of your mind, 
where the secrets lie confined,
All your demons trapped in time 
long live the skeletons 
The closet doors will pound 
as the rattling bones resound
To your sins forever bound 
long live the skeletons 
Haunted by persistence 
in the depths of your existence 
When they speak people listen 
long live the skeletons 
And as your drowning in regret 
in their hollowed out sockets
They never will forget
 long live the skeletons

Long live the skeletons, 
locked deep inside your soul,
Whispering tales of the guilty, 
they’ll make you lose control 
Long live the skeletons,  
secrets you’ve never shown
They’ll tell all your sins
they’ll dig up your bones

Rotten pieces of torn flesh
Clinging on like deep regret
Parts you’d like us to forget
Long live the skeletons
As they put you through the ringer
All the Guilty feelings linger
Feel their stiff bony fingers
Long live the skeletons
And in the dead of night
When you’ve given up the fight
And they whisper out your lies
Long live the skeletons
And as you keep on digging deeper
The price to pay gets steeper
you’ll no longer be the keeper
Long live the skeletons

Long live the skeletons
All that you don’t confess
They’ll get it out of you
They’ll rip it out of your chest
Long live the skeletons
Forever rue this day
Long live the skeletons 
Your black heart on display

Deadly legion, bathed in moonlight.
Come the messengers of doom,
Unleash hellfire from the shadows
Release chaos from your tomb 
born from fire and from hatred
Slaughtered daughters broken sons, 
Rage through darkness, 
focused vengeance 
So Long live the skeletons

All the things you did 
remember everything you said
Now your dancing with the dead
Long live the skeletons 
The prices will be paid
For the choices that you made
All the pain you can’t evade
Long live the skeletons
When they come for their toll
They’ll be coming for your soul,
And They’re coming for control
Long live the skeletons
And at torture they’re the best
And they’ll never let you rest
Pull your heart out of your chest
Long live the skeletons

Long live the skeletons, 
locked deep inside your soul,
Whispering tales of the guilty, 
they’ll make you lose control 
Long live the skeletons,  
secrets you’ve never shown
They’ll tell all your secrets 
they’ll dig up your bones

Long live the skeletons
All that you don’t confess
They’ll get it out of you
They’ll rip it out of your chest
Long live the skeletons
Forever rue this day
Long live the skeletons 
Your black heart on display

Long Live the Skeletons

Monumental Times was inspired by my dear cat, Ziggy. Evolving from past mistakes, isolation from society, current crazy worldly affairs.

All songs written, arranged, produced, mixed, mastered: Daniel Lars 
All instruments: Daniel Lars

Monumental Times

Abstract World

Call to Blame

First recorded in January 2022. 
From the album Spuk3.

It's a song about youth and having to grow up too fast, hopelessness. It's not really about one specific person, there's bits that are definitely about this person or that, and bits that are definitely about me.

This new version was mixed and mastered by
Woods Studio Norway Mixing and Mastering 
www.soundcloud.com/woods_studio 

Lyrics

Ah, little Jenny Tucker.
Reputation as a looker.
Walking up and down on her beat.
Bin by the sands.
More than holding hands.
With her high-heeled shoes on her feet.
Says it's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...

Oh, I feel like I should go.
But I guess you'd never know.
So I always stay.
Now there's no walking away.
But it's alright... It's alright... it's alright...

A real easy lady.
To anything she says maybe.
Her doors open usually.
But she caught me at a bad 
Time in my life.
One another had me down on my knees.
But it's alright... it's alright..  it's alright...

Am I Wasting my time on you?
I only wanted a screw.
Now I've gotta pay.
If I walk away.
But it's alright... it's alright... it's alright...

Trapped with you by circumstance, 
I never stood a fucking chance,
You made all decisions you see, 
before the thought occurred to me. 
It's alright... it's alright... it's alright...

My drinking days were hindering.
I didn't know where to begin.
To get away from you, my sweet.
To cast aside that thing called...
It's alright... it's alright... it's alright...

Jenny was wandering alone around the town.
Trusting to providence to not let her down.
Hoping to snatch.
A happening from the night air.
Forgetting all her worries and her manifold fears.

See, Jenny has numerous problems in life.
Learned not to care about it.
To take the strife.
Wittle away at everything that she owned.
She never thought to let out.
A cry or a moan.

Ah, Jenny was kicked out of care at sixteen.
Sat on a wall, to eat her pudding.
The opposite things.
Were all that she'd ever known.
A mattress in a bedsit.
The only thing that she owned.

So, Jenny was viewing the storm from above.
She expected nothing.
Not least to go up.
Going to war, with expected fancies.
She could charm the snakes.
Out from under a tree.

A pretty face like yours could get you away.
If you had a head on your shoulders to  say...
"I don't want this! I don't want anything more!"
But it's easier to buy your gifts from a store.

Jenny's not strong enough to stand it for long.
All of the choices she made had been  wrong.
A man for tomorrow.
Another one for yesterday.
The things in your way.
A bomb to blow them away.

While the night ain't over.
While the night is moving.

It's alright. 

Jenny says, you're out of her life.
She's never gonna be your wife.

Jenny says, you've gone too far.
She's driving off in your fast car.

Jenny says fuck you shes done.
You'll never find where she has gone.

It's alright.

Jenny is stepping right up to the plate.
Jenny is standing at the starting gate.
Jenny is leaving us.
Jenny is off into space.
A selfless sacrifice.
Which at least she can face.

Jenny's a mystery.
Jenny's a bore.
Jenny was crying out for a bit more.
Jenny took everything.
Whilst the cat was away.
Jenny says there was nothing left for you to pay.

Jenny has LSD in a small bag.
Jenny has fingers to take off the tabs.
I don't want this life. 
I don't want anything more.
Rid of the things in her way.
With the tools to make them all pay 

Jenny's a superstar.
Jenny's a tramp.
Jenny has no one in this world to thank.
Jennys got soldiers lined up next to her egg.
Ah, making you beg.
A scar at the top of her leg.


The Ballad Of Jenny Tucker [2024 Remaster]

mexico wall (feat.d.trump)

all made by me #@Burnseych7..
definition of the freshest pure smasher's I've got to offer hope you all enjoy.

Hyper-ev-(Burnseych7) 2024

"Nightlight" is a tender and heartfelt composition that captures the essence of serenity and emotion. Featuring delicate piano melodies intertwined with lush string arrangements, the piece takes listeners on an introspective journey. Its soothing tones and gentle harmonies create a warm, intimate atmosphere, evoking moments of quiet reflection and profound sentiment. Perfect for unwinding or finding solace, "Nightlight" is a melodic embrace for the soul.



nightlight.mp3

Águas tranquilas

Potential Freestyle

This track is from the album Putting It About and is available for purchase online.
Written and produced by John Hardman for Swamp Music Productions UK.
(p)(c) Swamp Records UK & Swamp Music UK for all territories.

Call to Blame

1983