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My Sleeping Star

Pudiendo Controlar

O SON LOS TOROS EN LA NIEBLA

https://youtu.be/Vmey6P90O4s?si=bpQxsSv4i3PbnTfA

Oscuro atardecer, 
los toros en la niebla,
polvo de tierra, faz,
fieras del agua seca.

Lamento de arena,
camas de piedra, selva,
la noche vive azul,
revés del alma abierta.

Brebaje de alacrán,
traspasa la vereda,
paraje circular,
viento de sal y hierba.

CRÉDITOS:
Orlando Anaya Rosales: Batería.
José Alfredo Alvarado Márquez: Guitarras.
Carlos Lino Donato: Teclados y piano.
Akane: Portada.
Sojue Stradac: Composición, mezcla, master, letras, bajo, guitarras, teclados, voz.

SILENCIOS

O son los toros en la niebla

Scottish traditional folksong ( (Roud 3103), reworked.

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Organ, guitars, programming & vox by The Darkstars.

Cover design by M. Whyte.

*Dread Helm Records [DHR0011]*

Black is the Colour

" SKIN-ELASTIC "

YOU'RE GOING NOWHERE

WITH ALL YOUR FEARS, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
WITH ALL YOUR SORROWS, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
¿ARE YOUR GODS BY YOUR SIDE?
¿WHO IS SITTING NEXT TO YOU?
WHERE DO YOU WANT TO ESCAPE TO?
WHEN THIS CITY IS BURNING
YOU HAVE TO HURRY, TIME IS RUNNING

YOU ARE GOING NOWHERE
YOU ARE GOING NOWHERE

FOLLOWING IDEAS
WHAT THEY SAY
SOUNDS VERY NICE
I WOULD LIKE TO GO TOO
MAKING YOU A SLAVE
MAKING YOU A FOOL
ALL THAT DRIVES YOU CRAZY
LIFE HAS NO RULES

YOU HAVE TO FREE YOUR MIND
AND GO NOWHERE

Nowhere

this is another guitar driven instrumental. it was recorded in May 2024 wth a Bc Rich Mockinbird and a Marshall MG100HDFX head.

https://soundcloud.com/earth-patriot/lucid-dreams

Dreams from Elmstreet 11

Lucid Dreams

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Lyrics:

Cold silence cuts in
Thin layers of  hope to withstand the relentless storm.
Deep spiraling fear
Unraveling seams in Orwelian need for more.

Internalize enlightened verses' tones
Inside this startling haze of trying times.
Romanticized resounding Prozac brings to life 
The smoldering thoughts to go on.

Light fades with the last attempts to predict the past 
Inside this place that you used to call home.

In hope for last transform
Extending the wings to the fire.
This soothing light for the lost
Deceiving me, burning me

Cold

As Foretold - Temple Of The Haunted Man Cosmic Keanu

Fire Water

Website

Delta Minor

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Apollo's Landing

LEFT4DEAD

Like in a Dream

You pull my strings
Try to make me dance
But I’ve got moves
That you can’t understand

You wave your hand
Expect me to nod
But I’m not playing
Don’t walk in this mode
(No, no, no…)

You’re my puppet
(You’re, you’re) You’re my puppet

I’m not your puppet
(You’re my puppet)
Neither your pet
(My puppet)
I ain’t got no strings
(You’re my puppet)
I’ve my own feelings
(No, no, no… No, no, no…)

You think I’m here
To follow your plan
But I’ve no fear
I’ll walk on my own

You’re my popup
(You’re, you’re) You’re my puppet

I’m not your puppet
(You’re my puppet)
Neither your pet
(My puppet)
I ain’t got no strings
(You’re my puppet)
I’ve my own feelings

(Repeat)

(No, no, no… No, no, no…)

Your Puppet

Two Hearts

Early December

Tuesday morning, I met you there
You were with friends. I was elsewhere.
I asked you twice "Do you love me?"
You smiled and laughed "No chance with me"

My fantasy is so charming
Reality is far from me
I'd love you there
That's where I dare
Reality is harsh for me 

Tuesday morning, I understood
That I can love you in my inner woods
There, you're as pretty as here you can be.
You're like I wish. I’m so happy.

My fantasy is so charming
Reality is far from me
I'd love you there
That's where I dare
Reality is harsh for me

Tuesday Morning

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Black & Red

Can't Put My Finger On It

SE IL NOME DELLA BAND PUO’ SEMBRARVI  STRANO SIETE LE PERSONE GIUSTE ,ESSO E’LA FUSIONE DÌ DUE PAROLE BEN DISTINTE YOGY, IL MAESTRO IL GURU LA MENTE MA NON IL BENE E YETY LA BESTIA L’ANIMALE  L’ISTINTO UMANO MA NON IL MALE QUINDI LA FUSIONE  TRA LA RAGIONE E L’ISTINTO ANIMALE CHE E’ IN NOI.

LA LORO STORIA E QUESTA:

CRESCIUTI A LOADSTONE SI ERANO CONOSCIUTI DOPO CHE IAN AVEVA MESSO UN INSERZIONE PER FORMARE QUELLA CHE POI SAREBBE DIVENUTA LA LORO CREATURA, SCRIVENDO SOLO COSI: ”CERCO MUSICISTI PER TROVARE IL SUONO PERDUTO ALLA RICERCA DEL IL SUONO PRIMORDIALE DEL VAGITO DEL MONDO E VOLEVANO FARLO ATTRAVERSO LA LORO MUSICA”.

“LASCIATE OGNI SPERANZA O VOI CHE’ ENTRATE… “ ….A LOADSTONE, PICCOLA CITTADINA AI PIEDI DELLA CITTA FANTASMA DÌ RHYIOLITE NEI PRESSI DÌ ZABRISKIE POINT NELLA VALLE DELLA MORTE, TUTTI LA CONOSCEVANO, MA PIU’ CHE UNA SALA PROVE QUELLA DÌ IAN,JIN, MARS, E COSMOS  SEMBRAVA UN LABORATORIO ALCHEMISONICO, PREGNANTE DÌ RELIQUIE ROCK RINVENUTE COME ARCHEOSONICI RICERCATORI INTENTI A SCOPRIRE  L’ORIGINE DEL SUONO, DEL SUONO AUREO PERFETTO, IL SUONO FILOSOFALE DOVE IL SUONO NON SI CREA NON SI DISTRUGGE MA TUTTO IL SUONO SI TRASFORMA, E TUTTO TRASFORMERA NEL CORSO DELLE LORO VITE.

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