Soon to be released Dying Stage album. Updated 9/24/2021

Dying Houses

2/21/2017

It's The Pain

This Lofty Peak

Eclipse

Some Boys

RED STRYPE

Projet Suicide N°2 - Veines Tranchées

Lyrics : 

Une envie... Bien cachée,
Bannie depuis des années
Mais qui resurgit, tout doucement...
Une envie folle de faire couler le sang !

(Son Sang ?)

Scalpel enterré,
Loin dans l'éternité
Maintenant à la lame émoussée,
Incapable de trancher

Mais cette sensation
D'une simple pression
Et de la souffrance qui perle, goûte par goûte...
Mais qui ne sera en rien dissoute...

Illusion de la mort,
Bien être sans remord
Elle l'appelle, pour un dernier sort
Ses bras la réclament dans un ultime effort

Châtiment d'une vie morose,
Dénuée de sens, comme cette prose
Ou bien l'histoire sanglante
D'une lame blessante

Appel mutuel
D'un simple scalpel
Et d'une chair aux envies liquéfiantes
Dans une rage démente

Dangereux pêché...
Difficile à cacher...

Projet Suicide N°2 - Veines Tranchées

Projet Suicide N°2 - Veines Tranchées

Foundress

Title track from my official debut EP.  Original is the title poem in Dutch, of the volume ‘Dit harnas van kippenvel’ by publishing house ‘kleine Uil’ in 2008. I wrote this poem in reaction to the book ‘The naked writing’ by my then teacher Nirav Christophe which was published in 2003 when I studied ‘Writing for performance’. Hope you like it. Thnks for the love!

Now with videoclip! https://youtu.be/LE9bbrBO0WA


Lyrics & vocals by me
Music & production by Martijn van Dijk
https://soundcloud.com/meneervandijk
Official release 2021



Armored goosebump


This armor made of goosebumps doesn’t fit
You’ll see right through me when I get hit
can’t hide my hands 
can’t make demands
this armor made of goosebumps doesn’t fit 

This armor made of goosebumps’ not for me
feeling naked don’t set me free
won’t get me might no
won’t make me right so
this armor made of goosebumps’ not for me

And all this time 
we keep on rhyming

Let me howl my genius down to the streets
I need my vanity
my damn profanity
forcing me to own my shit is no mean feat
you’re aiming way to high
preventing me to fly
my love my friend

why won’t you understand

This armor made of goosebumps’ way to tight
I need to move when I get lost in fights
can hardly breathe
no underneath
this armor made of goosebumps’ way to tight

This armor made of goosebumps is your thing
it is the latest craze to which you cling
seemingly free
restricting me
this armor made of goosebumps is your thing

And all this time
we can’t stop rhyming

Let me howl my genius down to the streets
I need my vanity
my damn profanity
forcing me to own my shit is no mean feat
you’re aiming way to high
preventing me to fly

Let me howl my genius down to the streets
I need my vanity
my damn profanity
forcing me to own my shit is no mean feat
you’re aiming way to high
preventing me to fly
my love my friend

Why don’t I understand

Armored Goosebumps

armored goosebump

Armored Goosebump

BE MINE (PROD BY ERLAX)

Another song about friend(s) in need

LYRICS:

It seems to me that we’ve done it all wrong
It came to me when I was writing this song
Gonna start again and we can start at the end
Didn’t need to mend, think I just needed a friend

I’m falling apart
You’re driving a stake through my heart

You came to me when you were needing a hand
Afloat at sea, we put you back on dry land
You threw it all back in the drink
You blew it on smack and down your sink

We’ll try another time
Just one more time
One more time again

Dry Land (Try Another Time)

Many thanks to COMBSTEAD (https://soundcloud.com/markcombs-928282858) for producing this amazing track!
Vocals and lyrics by GrownUp Indigo

Lost and found (feat COMBSTEAD💀)

Not active. Essentially an archive of things I made but never put the correct amount of time or effort into. A few tracks have drums from my old electric kit, most do not.



This Lofty Peak

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