This a vibe bro I'm fucking with it some ad labs over the back would sound nice

I checked out Icarus and it is interesting to me because I wrote a song about Icarus myself....great concept for those that know!

Verse 1
Sally was a looker, the angel of night
Walking the streets, under street lights
Sally was my lover, since we were young
But now we’re done and apart

Verse 2
Got my education, I moved away
We grew apart, nothing to say
She found the thrill of getting so high
Much as I try she won’t stop

Prechorus
And she has this man
With his scar and his spray painted tan
I want to reach out to her
But he guards her like she is his own

 
Chorus
Sally would you come, would you run away
There’s a better life beyond these hills
In you there is that girl
The one I knew when I was your man
And in time you will shed off this skin
And we’ll make it to the promised land

Middle
On and on we go, on and on we must move forward
On and on we go now baby, ah ah ah

Prechorus
One night I faced her man
And he blocked the door and pulled out a gun
She was bruised and crying
And I knew that I would fight for her life

Verse
Sally was my lover, my childhood friend
I’ll stay with her till the end
I rush towards him, screaming with rage
You’ll never know how this ends

Sally Was This Girl

Something More

Verse 1:
It’s getting so cold outside, it sure as hell ain’t May
Bonfires and Halloween, takes me back to a better day
It’s been a long, long, and lonely road, don’t know if I can go on
Things are falling apart since you said goodbye, don’t think I can carry on.

Chorus
It’s been a hard traveled road, October’s knocking on my door.
I’ll be holding on for something, maybe a little something more

Verse 2:
I burn a candle every day, drink my coffee and play guitar
Leaves turn to orange and burgundy, then the leaves turn brown and fall
I spend a lot of time trying to take things in, trying to move past where I’ve gone wrong.
I keep finding myself back where I began, singing the same old song.

Chorus 
It’s been a hard traveled road, October’s knocking on my door.
I’ll be holding on for something, maybe a little something more

Verse 3:
My breath’s a ghost on the wind, sun setting on an indian summer day
A full moon chill is setting in but the whiskey warms me as I fade away.
It’s been a long time since I have seen your eyes, I think it’s time I moved on.
October morning’s always take me back to a love that’s long been gone.

Chorus 
It’s been a hard traveled road, October’s knocking on my door.
I’ll be holding on for something, maybe a little something more

Bridge
All right, come on give me something more.

Pending

Something More

Pissing in the Sink - Single by Turbo-Laser 
https://music.apple.com/gb/album/pissing-in-the-sink-single/1748515290

Pissing In The Sink

Darkwave is an experimental music project incorporating progressive thrash metal basics combined with symphonic and electronic elements. While the backbone of its music is built on massive old school thrash metal riffs, Darkwave doesn’t intend to limit itself to stay inside the boundaries of a single sub-genre, but rather to synthesize various feelings, influences and approaches into a complex musical entity.

Composing, guitars, bass and programming: Zsolt Némethy.
Cover art: Dávid Ujhelyi (Lupus Photo).

Thanatology

Farewell Before Sunset

about a place where dignity and justice had no space... during the so called military junta, greek WWII heroes were jailed in a so called cc on leros, to keep them silent.

they might have been and received little food but were freed, when the junta failed to conquer turkey, after turkey had declared war.

the Turks tried to capture Cyprus - a mostly Greek, later EU Republic, and did not fully attack due to atomic submarines owned by the Hellenic forces since 1973. 

instead the Turkish occupiers darkened the hair of 5.000 Christians and killed them in coldest blood.

reupload.

the picture is showing members of honourable - and not corrupted - passok ( compareable to syriza/anel in 2015 ) protesting the military coup that at least saved Cyprus from a fascist Turkish "intervention".

nowadays the Turkey is getting angry again, oppressing Christian nations for bad reasons.

Scholz is not dumb enough to shake the hand of an oppressor, Baerbock is smart enough to stick to Hellas - the country that will never die or surrender.

watch the second part of 300 the movie and you will eventually find out.

foreign debt in 1972: zero...

now it is EU debt, which is shrinking due to inflationary processes which are highly welcome and gud for Germany fe 2.

you are higher in debt per capita than Greece ever was btw.

Hellas joined EG in 1953, you could only in 1991 when YOU forgot abt us!

we never forgive we never forget.

we march #vorwaerts!

O Tolmôn Nika !

we are ready to take on any oppression and we stand for the Hellenic Republic and it's Princes.

we will NEVER surrender and Rarely RETREAT ( Tsipras 2015 - 2019 )

#TsyprasIsOurHero !

never test the Hellenic Forces.
we ARE ready for a greater Greece and we will spread HOPE for a better future.

our submarines are unstoppable.

the picture is showing upright passok members protesting the military coup of the "Obrisks" that ruled the "Hellenic Kingdom" from 1967 - 1975, when the King Constantinos II stepped down.

the Hellenic Crown remains unbeaten - only the Greeks themselves have put it down.

synodia - Leros

An Ordinary Day Whit the Roch

Sound Of Freedom

A nice happy song about walking home drunk

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Walking home alone
Drunk and counting stars
The wind it chills my bones
But the whiskey warms my heart
My friends tell me I'm prone
To cherishing my scars
And though I quite like being alone
That will only get me so far
And I know that I've come so far

Into the unknown
Just me against the dark
Got these two hands and these bones
Got the blood inside my heart
Into the unknown
Just me against the dark
Soon I will be home
But my keys are in the bar
Oh no!

Me Against The Dark

Song lyrics:

Chorus.
There's snow melting on my hands.
There's nothing but dawn in my eyes.
We're going where we're not.

There on my hands the pain is crying.
I'll always be yours.
It's just our way home

Verse:
When I saw you, I knew, baby, it was forever.
It's like we're in some kind of movie, all love and feeling.

Chorus.

Verse:
Your scarlet lips are so tantalizing, I want to get drunk on them all the way!
Come closer, you're not alone now and I'll never give you away.

На Моих Руках (On my hands)

Translation above

La Femme 

Quand devant moi se balance 
La femme 
Avec un regard qui lance 
Des flammes 
Je voudrais être celui 
Qui attend toute la nuit 
Que surgisse devant lui 
La femme, la femme 
Mais déjà elle m'abandonne
La femme
Pour celui qui éperonne
Son âme
Et je reste dans mon coin
Pendant qu’elle s'envole au loin
Comm’ les oiseaux au matin
La femme, la femme
 
Et quand je la sens qui frôle 
La femme 
Du bout des doigts mon épaule 
La femme 
Envoûté par sa prunelle 
Je me sens pousser des ailes 
Et je galope vers elle 
La femme, la femme 
Mais elle freine mon élan 
La femme 
Quand mon cœur incandescent 
S'enflamme 
Et je reste au garde à vous 
Comme au premier rendez-vous 
Pour éviter son courroux 
La femme, la femme 

Elle a fait de moi son jouet
La femme 
M'obligeant à l'appeler 
Madame 
Quand je rampe vers son lit
Et qu'elle sonne l'hallali 
Ell’ veut que je la supplie 
L'infâme, l'infâme 
Ell’ m'a mis autour du cou 
La femme 
UN collier orné de clous 
Quel drame 
Je me traîne à ses genoux 
Pour ses caresses et ses coups 
Ell’ me cloue et me décloue 
La femme, la femme
 
Mais je sais qu'un jour viendra 
La femme 
Qui mettra dans de beaux draps 
Mon âme 
De Toulouse ou bien de Lille 
D'Italie ou du Brésil 
Débarquera sur mon île 
La femme, la femme 
Ell’ se pendra à mon cou 
La femme 
Offrant son cœur à mon coup 
De lame 
Alors par un beau matin 
Mon pas à côté du sien 
J'Irai tenant par la main 
Ma femme, ma Femme.

Paroles de Lucien Corma, 03/2005

The Woman 

When before me sways 
the woman 
With a look that throws 
Flames 
I'd like to be the one 
Who waits all night 
For her to appear 
The woman, the woman 
But already she abandons me
the woman
For the one who spurs
Her soul
And I stay in my corner
While she flies away in the distance
Like birds in the morning
The woman, the woman
 
And when I feel her brush 
The woman 
With her fingertips on my shoulder 
the woman 
Bewitched by her eyes 
I feel myself grow wings 
And I gallop towards her 
The woman, the woman 
But she stops me 
the woman 
When my incandescent heart 
Goes up in flames 
And I stand at attention 
Like on a first date 
To avoid his wrath 
The woman, the woman 

She made me her plaything
the woman 
Forcing me to call her 
Madame 
When I crawl into bed
And she sounds the alarm 
She wants me to beg 
The infamous, the infamous 
She put around my neck 
the woman 
A studded necklace 
What a drama 
I crawl to her knees 
For her caresses and blows 
She nails me and unnails me 
The woman, the woman
 
But I know a day will come 
The woman 
Who'll get my soul 
My soul 
From Toulouse or Lille 
From Italy or Brazil 
Will land on my island 
The woman, the woman 
She'll hang around my neck 
The woman 
Offering her heart to my stroke 
Of my blade 
Then one fine morning 
My step beside hers 
I'll go holding hands 
Ma femme, ma Femme.

Lyrics by Lucien Corma, 03/2005
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 28/09/2023

La Femme (Lucien Corma / Myckaël Marcovic)

Hide And Seek

Uh, well...maybe more like an alternative to alternative?

Waiting Too Long

If you've ever felt alone, then you are in the right place
Flower Boy 
Join the Garden!

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