Name: Undertow [32ohzee, AGONY COMPLEX](sped up) by ZATHRA
Duration: 1 min 38 s
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Geralt steps into the sorcerers tower only to find himself in an illusion of a garden of Eden. Later the sorcerer asks Geralt to kill a woman who he believes to be born under "The curse of the black sun", Geralt refuses and leaves

Tower Of Illusion

Kickin' It

This tune was first sang by The Rolling Stones in 1965 and performed by me here on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard.

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #533 by The Rolling Stones

Just a little emotional piano track, but I think it's worth sharing. Hope you like it!

Just for You

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/il-ny-a-rien-voir
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/6VecJEcjNyJa4iIyRU8Xr1?si=PfZpTAm7TMigx72G_0FQ-A
Translation above

Texte : Isabelle Le Gouic, du groupe Fip Ta Zik https://soundcloud.com/user-524852847
Musique et voix : Myckaël Marcovic

Text: Isabelle Le Gouic, from the group Fip Ta Zik https://soundcloud.com/user-524852847 
Music and vocals : Myckaël Marcovic

Il n’y a rien à voir

Sur la jetée de mon papier grimoire
Des rimes jetées
Qui s’arriment à la brume
Mon brouillard en errance
Posé sur un papelard
Il n’y a rien à voir
Sur la jetée de mon papier miroir
Des embruns jetés
Mes pensées que j’écume
Mon brouillard en partance
Sur mon papier bavard
Il n’y a rien à voir

Refrain :
Sur le journal où je m’épanche
Il n’y a rien à voir
J’écris à l’encre blanche
Sur un papier ivoire

Sur la jetée de mon papier mémoire
Souvenirs lancés
Mes vieilles balançoires
Les brouillons de l’enfance
Sur mon papier buvard
Il n’y a rien à voir
Sur la jetée de mon papier du soir
Encre blanch’ jetée
Comme une pleine lune
Qui s’élance en plein jour
Sur un papier blafard
Il n’y a rien à voir

Refrain :
Sur le journal où je m’épanche 
Il n’y a rien à voir
J’écris à l’encre blanche
Ma plume a peur du noir

Paroles : Isabelle Le Gouic
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic, le 14 juin 2024

There's nothing to see

On the pier of my grimoire paper
Discarded rhymes
That dock with the mist
My wandering fog
On a piece of paper
There's nothing to see
On the pier of my mirror paper
Spray thrown
My thoughts that I foam
My departing fog
On my chattering paper
There's nothing to see

Refrain :
On the newspaper where I pour out my heart
There is nothing to see
I write in white ink
On ivory paper

On the pier of my memory paper
Thrown memories
My old swings
Childhood drafts
On my blotting paper
There's nothing to see
On the pier of my evening paper
Bleached ink thrown away
Like a full moon
That rises in broad daylight
On a pale paper
There's nothing to see

Refrain :
On the newspaper where I pour out my heart 
There's nothing to see
I write in white ink
My pen is afraid of the dark

Lyrics: Isabelle Le Gouic
Music: Myckaël Marcovic, June 14, 2024

Il n'y a rien à voir (Isabelle Le Gouic / Myckaël Marcovic)

Clouds

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Undertow [32ohzee, AGONY COMPLEX](sped up)

A Talking Guitar

already gone

— a high-energy, chest-thumping trap anthem laced with bravado, coded threats, and divine-level innovation.

Set to a beat that sounds like war drums echoing through a burning city, CYFR merges the anarchic chaos of Playboi Carti, the surgical slick talk of Lil Wayne, and the regal trap flex of 2 Chainz.

This is the post-prophecy purge: haters wear masks now, fans throw roses, and women move like the beat is their commandment. The flows are serpentine, the bars double-edged, and the sound? Untouchable.

Welcome to the new pantheon.


For fans of: Playboi Carti, 2 Chainz, Lil Wayne, Travis Scott, Future, Ken Carson
Mood: Dominant, aggressive, high-energy, cinematic, raw confidence
BPM: 145
Genre: Trap / Mumble Rap / Alternative Hip-Hop
Vocal FX: Stacked adlibs, demonic vocoder bridge, God-like echoes
Standout Lyrics:
“I ain’t got opps, I got fans in they masks.”
“Gold on my dental, code confidential.”

WAR - DRUMS

Artist: xoPa
Album: The mask that rules
Year: 2021
License CC BY-NC
Music: Anxo Peón & Fat Daddy. Lyrics: Anxo Peón

8. Ready (to Wash My Brain)

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Undertow [32ohzee, AGONY COMPLEX](sped up)

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