🔥🔥Awesome 🔥🔥
🔥Brillant vocals / lyrics 
always amazed by the work that goes into great lyrics like yours..
🔥Brillant instrumental & beat accompaniment 
👏👏👏Bravo👏👏👏

energy my bro love the flow straight bounce stay blessed

Son of Lamech

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Moon Mood (collab with Paploviante)

lyrics written and performed by Son of Lamech 
Beat produced by E.P beats
Scribes of Avalon 2024

In the movie The Time Machine, ⏳️ the man who builds it accidentally travels much further into the future than he expected.  where the human race is divided more so than ever!

The Elois live above ground and are innocent child like beings,or just a bunch of pussys if I'm being honest, laying about eating fruit ...the Morlocks are the elite leaders who fled to bunkers ( I'm assuming) and live underground like 100s of years later, though they are now night creatures that feed off the Elois!...

With that in mind ,this track has dots to connect and talks of how we live here for real,and how it nearly made me become a night creature myself as things became darker... instead I use what I learn to protect Elois!.... who throw their fucking fruit at me these days as more n more become lost,confused and afraid.

Lamechs Lyrics :

Our Foil hat won't hold back your turmoil 
Uncoil that serpent n ur head recoil 
From monsters once skins been shed 
 u serve it all unconscious stomp us
Off destiny left me in swamps of dred 
Lost Misery found by Scribes wizardry
Our lyrics be spiritualy checked 
 crossed criticaly by spirits we 
not missin its Metaphysicaly 
we dot Connect n drop the set
That wrecks havoc on u physically 
White rabbit grab it snap it's neck 
Outa habit bag it let it Drip n bleed 
Then Feed those who never had it
We Lack it needin Fabric clothing
 im naked open n weeve 
The Fabric of cosmic oceans
Float in passages perceived As magic 
Where i see cursed all banished n 
Managed by keepers of a practice 
key to astraly project out your carriage 
From Damage in Circumstances Tragic 
Actualy planed n certain to span a planet 
Of Inhabbitants whos first to raise hands
 N Split cabbage of fellow man with it 
Till he's witherd n drips braised lamb 
fell off  bone striped by times fine sand 
Indigenous critters the little will slither 
slide n hide from the quicker n bigger 
Predators Flickers its vision for glimmers
Of cries and shivers as it fly by the river 
Eyes prized in the fight for its dinner 
Satisfied by the Shatter and splinter 
Of suprised eye sockets of sinners
With a lie on the prophets begin a
 spin of the truth to sky rocket the profits
Been extending the lid of their roof 
When i promised I would stop it
Again n again im hit by same hoof
That pinned the blame n hid proof 
Then Stained my name like 
Stay in your lane a recluse 
Or get burned in blaze of flames 
N the hassal of Streats of rage 
I Tackle with brass knuckle
Like I'm axel I play when blast 
N Battle the beast for days
......................................

I'm like a morlock wizard
 twisted warlock liftin glyphs
 to the gifted in one shift its
War props to faces blistered
Into crispy bits as shit flicks 
Fall off Skulls wet Bisquits
Butt hole Fools wana hold gold 
That moulded by souls addicted
To popular pols they clicked it 
N You licked it up and rolled 
Like dogs wantin uplift quick 
Down Trod stomping as u fold to
corupted horribly disturbed cold 
Puppets dangling as their told to
Boris big bird and ur muppets
Not the only ones who Mould you 
wana break free n then punish 
These invisibles that control truth 
But stay miserable undernourished 
Till one day we're done n gone poof
 critical mass public ,some do flourish
Livin Under vast manor house roof 
Our peoples sat in gunk n rubbish 
Feel hunger? nyamer mouth a puke 
round needles been used to shoot
Abundant Dragon soup subdued 
 Frownin shmeigals days a clownin
Around Down n dirty 
drowning in evil 
Needin relief all this Hurts me 
Dispersin the original purpose 
It bleeds worthlessly into seas 
Of people worse than me 
Earth of an emergency 
Urgently seekin purchase 
In eterninity
 turning perfectly
This Eden be worsening 

Morlock vs Eloys

By Codex Scrolls and Son of Lamech 

In this one I'm speaking of something I began seeing after a shocking event..
💀🩸☠️...🧞‍♂️
In fact I've seen it a few times ,disastrous times ....but the Hatman...🎩,I see all the time .....my research into this shows me less than what I've seen in personal encounters myself ,thousands of accounts told in a ghost story manner....
However, my experience has been intense and often with this...
🩸🚑🧛🧞‍♂️🧌🚓🩸
I Slowly explain what this misunderstood entity is and what it means for humanity throughout my tracks and story...

🎩 Everything he... died for ,everything that was lost , the messages of the Figure in the Top Hat ,all of it will be lost if I don't bring this forward.......Coz what the FUCK are some of you other rappers chatting about !? ass cracks and money and how cool you are !? .....I live that horror story they make sound cool. I can't do that,acting cool nonsense ,but I can bring you some answers and a plan...
🪖
Now, pointless chatter bothers me as I detect all the shadow work not done by us and myself, of course. The rest of it is me flapping my mouth about ! 

Lamechs Verse :

The hatman has em 
in a place they could never fathom 
Never see the face of phantasm 
Till the day you're placed in that chasm
Between chaos and order patterns 
Where lotsa shocking shit can happen
N shatter the facts of what matters 
Stopin the clock ticks of organic matter
Splatterd n fractured matter of fact 
I've watched it with physical optics
Automatic dagger stab a
 sporadic attack of The flash backs 
snapped off the rung of Jacob's ladder 
draga stunned, shaken n batterd 
man down in to tatters 
Till its numb n able to scatter
 past the time thata trapa
 lot a like kind In pointless chit chater 
Like the faster the rapper 
The quicker they gather
For lords of the manor
Applauding his banner
Till pockets are fatter 
appalled at your manners
 I'm blocking the scanners
N pull out the hammers
To claw at your bladders 
Pourin piss a pit pata 
The tip of my hat 
N I'll shit on your nana
You live as the chip 
I live as the hacker 
Get hacked into bits 
You'll star in a slasher
If I'm lacking a gat 
I'm one helluva tracker 
The hatman is back
From hell n here after
Throw my head back 
N revel in the laughter 
conflicted n trapped 
No help from the pastor 
He's constricted n gagged 
Missed scripts lift off heads 
Ripped from whats said 
Rap Not restricted 
gripped by living dead.

Fear in the Kingdom

By Son of Lamech ,beat by Codex Scrolls 

  🔥  After hell found me ,I was sent to the shadow ward for real. rejected by society ,lobotomised by the m.o.d...released and left alone, I become something else ,this has happened to me and people like me through time, from the days they used to burn us in public ,to the future where the Borq and drones will hunt us ... 🤖 and download my combat tactics as it repeatedly attacks me through time,so that it can constantly learn and evolve better ways of controlling us.  
⛓️ 🔗 ⛓️ 
It's bleak in this uncertain future ,as each real human left to fight for our kids and our souls, become broken, fallen scumbags....unless we can bring about the change between us...
🙏 🔮  ⚡️ 
Leme know when your all done organising your hell partys 👹🤡🤹‍♂️🎊acting like Jack asses and when u wana organise real movement.  
 🪖  💂‍♂️💂‍♂️💂‍♂️
cnt speak the plan at a bunch of dick wagging egotistical gangster wana bees. this track was born out of that timeless struggle...

LYRICS

Stood amoung the dung 
Is a man left unsung 
Amoung lost villagers 
Who wished hed hung 
Strung up by the neck 
It's the son of lamech 
Drenched in the fresh
blood of the dead 
N chunks of thier flesh 
The dungeons I crept 
From are gungy n wet
With no visitors left 
Gone disappear except 
One strong appartion
Detectin No reflection 
In mirrors that  a wretch 
Expect to see Perfection 
Staring back in respect 
Check outer image yet
Get such inner neglect
A sinner that detest god 
And will never accept 
Yet to Get neck chopped 
It never occurred to me 
absurd  murder sprees
another one of my jobs 
Enforcer of the sourcery 
Punishin with bright bolts
Of lightning striking jolts
Inviteing Fright with volts 
Yeh Of course its me
Forcing all the locks
Off of their fortress
Scorching the docks 
Stores n the stocks
Of lotsa these awfully
 pompous see paupers
Conquered Unlawfully 
Out of pure thought its
How I forged the key
Before your in a ward 
Or a corpse in a morq
U can see infirmarys 
Full of  extrOrdinary 
Sorts I'm Stalking orcs
With pitchforks n orbs 
Of all ( the) souls absorbed 
By these swinging swords 

Fuck your hell party 
Doom Slayer starting
To get Real pissed off 
Betrayal in bars bring 
Conquering like ming
Till Kingdom of God's
A thing to these earthlings
Lost Feeling around in fog

So Then i brought the War 
An eye sore of torture 
For em more n more 
As endless Hordes
Of cyborgs pour
towards Spinalcords
N headless gore  
Clawed way before
 it pours to floors 
N  data's reported 
recorded  imported
N stored at the core 
Of the matrix source
restored n exported 
To the next course 
Of attackin forces
Cracking doors its
The tounge forked 
Tungsten borqs hits
That Splatter corpses 
Up the walls blitz  
In Close quatres 
With Shoulder hung 
Big bore guns 
Roast n scorches
Smoulderin lumps
Soldered holster 
Moulded n bolted 
To their armours front 
Dum dums thump
N Folded n scolded 
Pumping up chunks 
bones flip n jump 
Crumble n crunch 
As The barrels spun
In concrete jungles
Rumbles for months 
Stir Slumping fronts
Of Buildings tumble 
Crash down n pummel 
Ash clowds funnel 
Into crowded people
Hunched n stumble 
mumble something 
Loud n decietfull 
Evil Weak in hunger
No longer peacefull 
Sky speaks thunder
Bleak as each fall 
becomes a nutter
Stuck in the gutter
Of Mad max prequel 
streats crawl deep 
With mother fucker
Bad ass creeps all
Tooled up chucka 
Bag blast bleed maul
I.e.d the meat pool
N If it didnt snuf a  
Nuff of the suckers
Nuncuka Hit another 
Suck at Duck n cover 
Thrust a word does a
Number on the slumber
Of the dumb I brung a
Blade incase my hunger 
Crave n taste for blood a 
Escalate n raise shutters
Gates to hades flames be
Blazing greatly lately  
Most invigorating 
Hate me phase me 
Maybe nah takes me 
To plains beyond graves
N where the shades be.

Beat Walkers

by Codex Scrolls and Son of Lamech 
beat by E.P Beats 


This is not BASED on a true story,it is completely true,as always. oh my god it is,it really happened. I can't believe he's dead NO NO NO god rest him, god help me to help them ,I submit. I still believe in God and love and creativity...but hell is fucking here....too late for him and too late for me,please god let him be in heaven....take me next because if the night terrors doesn't get me the Beast will. I feel it coming to get me again and it's oppositing everything i do...  i will honour his spirit in another track if im still alive to do it. 


Here's the lyrics anyway :

Haunted Hills n haunted beings 
Feel the chill u soon will
When I sleep I hear children scream 
Full of fear still haunts my dreams 
Soul torn at seems thorn in spleen
Crown Hung drawn quatred n seen 
streams of what seems to be water 
But it's not! 
its cerebrospinal gleam
feel the torture and the shock 
Of Seeing shorter vitals drop
Hearing He WILL FIND U lots 
N it's right behind you watch 
 Shadow man tip a the Top
Hat cloak n golden watch
Holdin Time piece broke n block 
Any shreik n stolen sleep 
Seeking peace beholdin deep 
It Creep n stroll around my cot 
See scrolls unfold dead Sea
papyrus emerald n rock
Its secrets leaked n beem
through speech it was not 
How it teach what each
Of us think about this God 
N mother Earth as she bleed 
N easy ways I can kill you lots
For it in the Forest n  trees
Geometric circles in crops
Its sulphuric when I breath
3 Electric bolts ontop
Historic Horrific wizardry 
Killin me in future shock 
Were Honestly killin sprees
are Mail ordered by the doc
Drop dead n not imaginary 
Feel the djin In my breeze
Nail yourself to your cross 
Between wats for eternity 
N wat turns ur cheeks to Rot
White bones that I bleach
In time skeletons will drop 
Novelty top n fell off
never letin head swellin  
I practice what I preach 
Expelling a spelling I got 
Not universally impeached 
foretelling from primordial snot



God forgive me I tried. and kill me before I see any more innocence destroyed


Nightmare Scribes

by Codex Scrolls and Son of Lamech

what's important As we live and die here...💀
 I believe ive found a formula behind chaos ,and that there is a pattern ⚛️...tragedy and chaos ,accidents and trauma are all part of a bigger order ,just percieved as chaos to the human mind 💥 ...i still believe in manifesting what you WILL Regardless of temporary results.but there are other forces at work that seek to cause more chaos and be sure you do not transition through it as a human....

im here to counter that programme. 🧠 
and these lyrics attempt to partly explain it. 

lamechs verse 

The clock wine its chime
Tick tocking reversed
 coz its time to stop it
Before it got worse 
Too late no tomorow 
No time left borrowed
From divines next sorrow 
In Afterlife after breath
When your Death follows 
I have to write an answer 
You haven't asked me yet 
Curing forms of cancer 
Before the casket get 
My rotten ass dressed 
As a ballroom dancer 
N If u haven't guessed 
I've become oBsessed 
With time n what's left 
If Given the chance ta
Express  my testimony
Best with this text only
Then Ill stretch breath 
Vocally on tones free
Of loneliness n stress 
Nether the less lately
The More I digress 
The more I see hades 
Within the minds mess
N with yours it connects
 it Begins to manifest
On our outer for sure 
Do not mistake me 
But do be warned 
Dont do great things
For loot n reward
Do i Do bad things
In protecting the pure?
Sure, it's Dos n donts see
And our God sees all
N those who don't see
Always seem to claw
For dreams of reality 
But Scream as they fall
Deep into an insanity 
This Damage be more
Than me its planetary 
Your Planet be rapidly
Becoming unhappy 
Can it be happening 
Sure as it Saddens me 
I saw a pattern to be
Phathmed as it happens 
N shocks not actualy
Sudden but gradually 
How It Begun tragedys
From past seeds spun
Not hypothetical litraly
Synthetic not Organically 
Now Manically depressed 
As Fucking dirt bag scum 
Suckers Runin your family 
Stuck n over run slums
Own fuck all n be happy
For 4 walls n a Canopy 
I Canot be brought 
Install programin in me 
Stallin my thoughts
N go damaging seed
Of the soul sought 
To be one n be free
Not snatched caught
In the jaws of lucifer 
Before I be reborn
Into polluted futures

Scribent Hill

Here is my new composition, inspired by Gustavo Santaolalla's music.

Watch the video on Youtube:
https://youtu.be/GxTIfhIltWY
https://youtu.be/qGpChduIXzU

You Can't Stay

by Son of Lamech and Codex Scrolls
Beat by E.P Beats 


In this track I'm still snapping out of the brain fry...but was starting to experience
what has been described by humans as Heavenly Encounters  
💙
Although my verse doesn't directly speak of those experiences, it does brief my conclusion as always ,and that there is a way to bring heaven to earth ,your thoughts do manifest, to a degree ,and are tweaked by what's around you...if mine is hell then it's difficult to manifest good things with a mind full of horror...
💙
Despite that I managed to see it at times ,in another track ( called the Blue Angel ) ,I will speak of the beautiful, magical moments of Angelic Encounters.
💙
For now, enjoy a nice chill ....be patient because although I sound like I've been shot with a tranquiliser dart ( not far from the truth!) ,my friend Codex Scrolls does a lovely verse. 

peace till next time ☮️

Lamechs Verse : 

Nice Moon light glisten 
A Bright cresent on drifting 
Seas shimmer n shifting 
Winters crisp it's blistering 
A Whisp upon sprays mist  
The Swish be whispering 
Timelessness n bliss
N twists of deep liquid 
Like sleep in the abyss
no need for equipment
When Seed of the soul sits
As assistant for Existence
N Experiences of life lived 
Much Richer n consistent 
In the love that you give 
My Executive decisions
Are directing  my vision
To forgive em never forget
N reselect better connect
From much better positions 
Giftin respect in one step 
1 Flesh n 1 breath kept
At unsociable distance 
Every one of em i Met 
Heavy mental resistance 
The lessons left to Neglect
N At best missin the essence 
It Never gets addressed unless 
It's you who's left stressing 
So Within rest u will now Listen 
To Wisdom within the depths 
Of your souls prism its no difrent 
To mine our minds have all slept
Now Stretch arisen to this rhythm 

Faith

🎤I did my verse over DJays beat and after Codexs verse....I would still be reading my rap off scraps of books with no recording if it wasn't for him n the seting up of Scribes of Avalon..this tune was made maybe 5 years ago but circumstances stopped me making anything at all-  so here it is, along with most of the others in the 'Book of Old Scrolls ' Album. it is one i may ask to re do as my verse is delivered weak. At this time, i was still a subdued PTSD Zombie, but my lyrics are sincere  📀 A recruitment drive of sorts like a lot of my verses. 

Beat by DJay


Son of Lamechs Verse:

Deathly quiet as earth stood still 
No restful silence n worst of feels
Avalons giants wield sword n shield 
babylons tyrants sure to be killed
 sure to squeel coz the gore will spill 
In the settle of scores For your free will 
The more we build towards a more real 
Connection restored for all to reviel 
The power we store in the power we deal 
To the cowards that your allowin the field 
With powerless roars laws were sealed 
N Flaws concealed till ur conjeald
Corpse spoil soylent green meals
Thoughts annoying your head like a drills force destroyin rock beds n oil spills
Trouble n toil fuel All of your thrills 
Loving the spoils n feeling the kills
flowin of blood bubbles n boils 
Till the blood of the these royals 
Floods over the mud n the soil 
I'm loyal to love not these gargoyles 
They came from above tails coiled
Linear plan cycle of man foiled 
Chuckin ur Toys out the pram
N Recycling cans part of ur plan?
Ur trying to keep a fart in ur hand
Were trying arestart hearts in this land  
So we start to understand
 our part To play In the task at hand 
 Blasting a way through goverment vans 
kamikaze bands n thunderous bangs 
Karma crazy war boy storys we sang
Sharpen blades for glory 
before we all sank
Fast in waves of war 
on all we the stank ass peeps
 be treated awfully
 between the master beasts 
that each use sourcery

Recieve The Force

四週間

Not Your Granny's Ireland Anymore

Dancer Fighter Dancer

X-MAS // The Somewhat Different Christmas Carol ...
@docfritz // Drums, Cover, ReMix & Production
Composed, Arranged & Performed by Ralf Wadephul & Peter Pasch @ OESJ 
© 2024 OESJ // All Rights Reserved

MERRY X-MAS

VIDEO

MERRY X-MAS // The Somewhat Different Christmas Carol ...

The calming beauty of echoes reverberating in soothing patterns of tones to active your inner vibrations! 

Jennifer L. Jones
Music Dreams Productions
January 2025

Echoes Within

Mary Ann

⚔️S.O.A Recruitment.🪖 forming global movement ,I have a plan 📜...

______________
 Personal Bio 
______________

Hated by the Horde like Doom Slayer💥.. But here to help you cope with the take over of Hell. 
                          🔥👹🔥
Build an alliance of civilized commanders with the higher mind science 
                          👆❤️👇
...and in each area of the Earth bring about a paradise we can co create together in harmony
                          🎵 ☮️🎵 
The time is now, and I will not just stand by,I'm hoping that us M.Cs realise we are the Generals who can make change happen, but we must communicate 
...I write to provoke that between us all. 
                         🥷🛰🎤📜
I've grown tired of the artificial and the way the world's heading  ,the programmed characters people pretend to be 🤖  ... all drives me nuts!...
                        😡😤😡🤬💀
Fortunately, in that place, I met the Scribes of Avalon who 'caught me on horse back tackling straps adapted for battle axe and 'songs' for an attack on the cattle I straggle from.' ( explained further in track descriptions)
                               💣🗡
Since then I believe I've found a more peaceful route towards unification. 
                                ☮️ 
Having said that ,I'm also up for making cool music together.🎶🎵mine is mostly the type that is listened to as empires collapse   
                       💥🌋🌆🛩⚡️🔥

...so it's important to me that despite my approach during the collapse,it's understood that it's with love that i wish you the strength and determination to make it to better places and enjoy building sanctuary together 
                                 ❤️ 
..p.s    Please visit the other Scribes...i will list them next (  a lot of mine are found on Codex Scrolls page ) . if you got this far,you're serious or curious... Why not join us and fight to take planet Earth back !
                                 🌍

Check track descriptions for explanations and my story as I document at least my own demise and creativity surrounding.
                                 🙏 
Peacefull wishes from Son of Lamech
......................................................................
  
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Son of Lamech 🎩 ( Scribes of Avalon )

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