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MASSIVE SUNDAY PLAYLIST #7

NECROSIS Project -The Canvas Of Flesh 2024 (EP)

Introduction and Lyrics in English:

The ghost forest really does exist on the German Baltic coast. Over the centuries, the beech, oak and ash trees have taken on bizarre shapes due to the Baltic wind and the many storms. To me, they look like bent, crooked figures that seem to be on the run from the recurring storms. 
As almost all the trees have only one crown and are completely bare underneath, they also give me the impression that they have shut themselves off from the fury of the storms and withdrawn into themselves.
In my imagination, the storms stand for the inner ghosts or demons that more or less haunt everyone rarely, sometimes often or always at night.  
For me, the trees in turn symbolize the sometimes panic-like fears and the need to flee when the inner ghosts appear.   
At the same time, in my mind the trees also stand for the great achievement of some people who nevertheless live and continue to live under the impression of permanent demonic inner storms: Admittedly somehow crooked, slanted and crooked; but nevertheless in a marvelous way peculiar, unmistakable and original.
This is the background against which the song ""Ghostly Forest"" was created.

Ghostly forest

Every night you are there
Like a fool tormenting me with relish
Like a sneering clown
You force me to look into my abyss

Mmh

Fall deep, almost unbearable these soul wounds
Give me this one shot that pulls me out of the tunnel of pain
aah

You tell me dark things
Accuse me, expose me, make me small
You put me before the last judgement
Spit brazenly in my scarred face

You give me the feeling
That all I want is to die, to be dead
Oooh
Seemingly salvation, consolation

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

You never leave me in peace
Give me new blisters every night

When I think I've banished you now,
You come prancing in from the left

Not one tired night 
I woke up without your fearful bite
Behind windows, doors, cupboards you sit 
Always ready for the nightmare leap

This morning
my deepest soul centre would have almost
faded before you

You were on the verge of destroying my core
Dishonouring my dignity beyond repair

A deflated moment
Who knows only silence, rigor mortis
Oooh
Already thought I'd never return

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

Gespensterwald (Ghostly Forest)

Paroles et chant de Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic
Photomontage d'après le tableau Coin de table, d'Henri Fantin-Latour. 1872
Hommage à Léo Ferré qui a rendu lui-même hommage à Paul Verlaine et Arthur Rimbaud.

Ne pleure pas, Léo,
Mon Léo, mon ami
Léo de la passion
Naufragé de la vie,
Tu changes de couleur
Avec Paris Canaille 
Quand tu souffles la vie
Et la folie des hommes

Refrain :
Au musée des tourments
Les copains de la Neuille
Sont toujours de la fête
Quand tu viens nous chanter
Verlaine et puis Rimbaud
Dans un vieux bordel tango
Quand tu viens nous chanter
Rimbaud et puis Verlaine

Ne pleure pas, Léo, 
Va, porté par le vent,
Rejoindre le chagrin
D’amour et de pitiés
Dans tes rêves cachés
Pour ce moment royal
Les poètes maudits
Te saluent tout là-haut
(refrain)

Ne pleure pas, Léo,
Que le temps passe vite
Mais nous, on t’oublie pas
Toi, le messie de l’âme
Arrivé de la nuit
Ami du temps présent
Tu reviendras un jour
Danser sous les étoiles

Refrain :
Au musée des tourments
Les copains de la Neuille
Seront tous de la fête
Quand on verra chanter
Verlaine et puis Rimbaud
Dans un vieux bordel tango
Quand tu viendras chanter
Rimbaud et puis Verlaine
La la la la la la (4X)
Quand on verra chanter
Dans un vieux bordel tango
Quand tu feras danser
Verlaine avec Rimbaud

Tribute to Léo Ferré, the famous French singer who himself paid tribute to Paul Verlaine and Arthur Rimbaud, two great French poets.

Don't cry, Léo,
My Léo, my friend,
Léo of passion,
Shipwrecked by life,
You change color
With Paris Canaille 
When you breathe life
And the madness of men

Chorus:
At the museum of torment,
The friends of La Neuille
Are always partying
When you come to sing us
Verlaine and then Rimbaud
In an old tango brothel
When you come to sing us
Rimbaud and then Verlaine

Don't cry, Léo, 
Go, carried by the wind,
To join the sorrow
Of love and pity
In your hidden dreams
For this royal moment
The cursed poets
Salute you from above
(chorus)

Don't cry, Léo,
Time passes quickly
But we won't forget you
You, the messiah of the soul
Arriving from the night
Friend of the present moment
You will return one day
To dance under the stars

Chorus:
At the museum of torments
The friends of La Neuille
Will all be at the party
When we see singing
Verlaine and then Rimbaud
In an old tango brothel
When you come to sing
Rimbaud and then Verlaine
La la la la la la (4X)
When we see singing
In an old tango brothel
When you make dancing
Verlaine with Rimbaud

Translated with DeepL.com (free version)

Ne pleure pas, Léo

Lyrics: David L. Graham
Music, vocal, instruments & mix: PJ

Had Love A Time Or Two

Humperdink Vaporpatch

Sunset

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Lyrics & vocals : Janne Hennie

A little bird told me you had left this town
And no one knew where you had gone
So many rumors everywhere
They all talked about you, when you weren't there

But little birds can sometimes be fake
You were there, hiding, had made some mistakes
You couldn't show yourself, had so much fear
The little birds made a rumor, that you had disappeared

Sharp tongues on the little birds
They spoke very loudly, made sure they were heard
"What have you done?"
"Why did you leave?"
While you were hiding, the little birds screamed

Little birds can sometimes be fake
You were there, hiding, had made some mistakes
You couldn't show yourself, had so much fear
The little birds made a rumor, that you had disappeared

Fake little birds.....

Fake little birds....

Fake Little Birds

Giving and Taking (open invitation for a collaboration from IPG1) 
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/giving-and-taking-vox-90-bpm
Paploviante: E-Bass, Music, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering
Lyrics IPG1:
Cloud Stepping (Chorus) Life is relative, 
to the one that’s living it Inside outlook, 
to giving and taking it 
Experience god’s works, all senses 
We were given just a little bit 
We couldn’t handle it all  the few we have 
can nearly fit the few 
we have can nearly fit
(Verse1) 
If we knew it all, and all, and all 
Then nothing would matter It’s all a puzzle to be solved 
We have always been the answer 
The plan of god without reward 
Evolves in different ways 
We are all awake in different dreams 
To let the devil play
(Verse2)
 Who amongst us hear the screams 
Of millions of lives lost,  and don’t look on it as savagery
 And wonder what’s the cost 
What’s the worth, and what’s the cost 
Are we listening or not 
Are we listening or not
(Chorus)
 Life is relative, to the one that’s living it Inside outlook, to giving and taking it Experience god’s works, all senses 
We were given just a little bit 
We couldn’t handle it all  the few we have 
can nearly fit the few we have can nearly fit

Giving And Taking IPG1 and Paploviante

no ideas but in things 8.31.25

save your home work.

prisoner.v2

lyrics/vocals by https://soundcloud.com/feroesghost
produced by Jay Fehrman
mastered by https://soundcloud.com/drewdahead

Monster In The Closet (Starring FEROE)

MegaRoyal

I picked up the guitar you told me to buy and I cried while i played this for you.

I miss you, may you rest in peace, Jason.

Charisma

Another older song, about gravity....or falling down.
Recorded with Riffworks about 4 or 5 years ago. I redid the vocals and updated the mix. Mastered with Ozone7 for some final polish.
An original picture, touched up using Paint.NET and Photo Pad Image Editor software.

Riding On Gravity

Well, we made it halfway through 2025!
 Not very much has changed here in Dungeon of Doom Studio. I will still continue to put out honest music, created right here by me, through the last half of the year. I have a few new ideas in the works, some heavy and some not (maybe even a couple with vocals) which I will finish putting together and release in the coming months. 
Thanks for following me and checking out my music, stay tuned!
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