The Cool Music Thread

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“Hope”, thats the name of the bitch that has returned to me…
~but maybe ,just -not not just maybe, will things work out for me, just fine.

This gives me chillssss

Harmony is harmony is harmony is not with us -
harmony is not with us living hell is coming.

Misery is waiting at the gates of Armageddon.
Misery is waiting at the gates of Armageddon.
Raging fires will burn the very souls of dead and dying.
Mortal is the hope of anyone who’s even trying!

Harmony is harmony is harmony is not with us -
harmony is not with us living hell is coming.

https://youtu.be/C5U2bVkRaDs

I don’t exactly know what it is about this particular song exactly, but it gave me a strong connection to the dead as a teenager. It’d say it was probably the “I’m never gonna let you rest” line my young mind took out of context, but the magic of that song is that you can assign it almost any context. I mean, “the doorway” . . . like the threshold of life and death.

Light
In the doorway
Shining so bright
In the doorway
I clench your hips
For the flesh
You tore my prose
In the doorway
Animal lie
Like the doorway
As you hide
Hear it then
Will you let me in
Let me in
Oh
In the doorway
We were so young
In the doorway
Release the black dogs
On our breasts
We’ll never rest
We’ll never rest
We’ll never forget
I ain’t never gonna let you rest
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

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https://youtu.be/0ImpXMuAp7I

This puts me in a trance.

"When you got your spell upon me like a snake or something crawling , when you say do it for me there nothing else to do across the floor away a creep slowly here along the ceiling when you got your hooks right in me I’m am insect just for you. use your magic in the worst way it is a graver thing there’s nothing I can do or say. Spin your web I’ll walk right in I know your deadly I can’t help it then you’ll use your hexing ways and I’ve got no defense, make me be the mindless creature that you want me always to be no one else here on this planet ever got me in this sense but now your gone and it’s complete you’ve got me crawling and I cannot find my feet ,wrapped up tight now smothered by your charm eat me up alive here In your arms choke me with your with your poison kiss, and dress me with your dance drown me with your venom sweety & take away my breath. Thousand eyes with which I’d watch you truly mistress of my life sickly slimey creeping crawling say it and I’ll give my life wrap me up in your cocoon and let me be your lovers meal suck me up in your desire don’t ever worry how I feel , i swore upon you millions now am I ,( idk what this line says help me out haha) before your hungry eyes… wrapped up tight now smothered by your charm eat me up alive here in your arms choke me with your poison kiss and dress me with your dance drown me with your venom sweety and take away my breath . spin your web I’ll walk right in I know your deadly I can’t help it then you’ll use your hexing ways and I’ve got no defense make me be your mindless creature that you want me always to be no one else here on this planet ever got me in this sense but now your gone and its complete, YOU’VE GOT ME CRAWLING AND I CANNOT FIND MY FEET

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https://youtu.be/IUmRNnImXO8

I just discovered the other day that it’s possible to use black metal for meditation as well as a trance. This one fills me with a lot of “electricity”

  1. Al Azif

In this desert for 40 days
Voices tell me the ways

I first believed in demons, but it is not
They are older units, real

They ask me to write a book, cursed
If they will let me die of thirst
(They ordered me)

Sitting on the edge of a dune, they dictated to me
Like whispers of Jinns they force me to write

Incantations to invoke these gods
Cursed bible, obscene words
Alone in the desert I lose my sanity
And I write the end of humanity
No place to escape
I’m no more than a shape

“Listen to us poor human, your book should begin with this verse :
That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die”

I write pages and pages,
My hand is bleeding, for this book of rages

Now they found me in the crowd
Invisibles, they devour me
I would end up in a shroud
No one can help me

  1. Visions Of R’lyeh

He enters, my mind
To show me, where he dies

Sunken city, Cyclopean
By ancient gods, drowned

When the stars align, you will shine
And in a deafening noise, you will rise

RISE!

You free your master, forgotten
Unspeakable father, of the fallen

You’ve been waiting for this moment, eternally
Retake your place, for infinity

Octopus walks, in the shadows
Conquer a world, he doesn’t know

R’Lyeh, this is not your time
R’Lyeh, Continue to dream minds
Under the sign
Of the Great Old Ones

  1. Jonas

They look at me
They’ve decided it was me
They’re coming to me
To put my flesh into the dark sea

In ice water, the waves keep me from breathing
A giant form comes up to me, large tentacles for teething
I sink into the immense mouth, sucked into a dark force
At that time I think of those who threw me here,
And think of their death without remorse

Now I sink deeper into this bowels,
I hear voices around me
YOG-SOTHOTH,
SHUB-NIGGURATH,
AZATHOTH,
Visions of infinity

Alone, deep in his stomach,
I see shadows dancing in front of me
An army of unspeakable things,
repeating this to me
“You have to go out to announce his coming
You have to leave now to cheer the thing”
NOW!

In a loud bubbling, I’m out of the beast
Rejected by the sea, the storm has ceased
I feel I am no longer as before
I know things that men should ignore
I decide to stay alone until the end of my presence on earth
My madness for new birth

  1. Rue d’Auseil

This is a sound, to see the invisible
This is a partition, dictated by those who are hidden
This is a frantic race, to keep pace
This is a sound to hear the inaudible

In the dark attic, the old man plays his viol again and again

Continuing his violent trance, he bring his spirit to the top
He tries to protect, protect himself from the dark
He tries to save his skin, wrinkled like bark

His arm numb, he sees it in his skylight
The dark vortex, he knows it’s for tonight

His instrument falls to the ground
Tired, he lets himself be taken, profound

He lets himself be taken

  1. The Truth

Again alone in my room, I see these landscapes,
Impossible and surreal
Yet they exist, yet they don’t want to believe me
It’s them who should be put away, for rejecting
The Truth!

I tried to blend into society,
But what I saw impressed me forever
All these people ignorant for eternity,
This caused my grief, Higher cities,
Lost worlds, Unspeakable abominations,
Ancient gods, Engulfed horrors
Why have I seen them?

Now, town frozen buildings
Make me think of dead cities of my dreams
I fall

Now I fall

I know we are not alone
Operating me will change nothing
Ignoring the king on this throne
And one day he will destroy everything
I’m not crazy
When they open my head
I prey they will never discover the truth

  1. My Love For The Stars (Cthulhu Fhtagn)

I love them, my stars
I love watching them move
I dream of the day they will align with Mars
The day they approve
I thing only of one thing
To join them
But before I have to do something
To destroy all of men

For that, I would dream again and again
For that, I would scream in the spirit of all men

It’s been so long. I’ve waited for these conditions
Why am I still wrong, why do they refuse my proposition?
Am I too ugly, too ugly for them?

My green and slimy skin, it bothers them?
Like in men’s dream, I’m ready to change my shape
And if the stars want this, I’m ready to escape

Now it’s enough, I’m alone
Now it’s too tough, to stay in my tower of stone
I swear never to love, I swear to never look to the sky
Forever I only keep their light in my eyes, in my eyes

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https://youtu.be/JtCekmJGhzk

Roy Orbison’s pain helps me invoke the spirit of Dennis Hopper as Frank Booth from Blue Velvet. Take caution when trying this; Frank Booth sticks around.

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https://youtu.be/Yd60nI4sa9A

Legend has it, this guy sold his soul to the Devil to play guitar better.
Being a guitarist myself, I’d believe it.

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You must have been phlegmatic in stature
The gates of thanos are a spread eagle wide
You let the shutters make sackcloth and ashes
Out of a blind mans picaresque heart

You take the veil
You’ll take the dive
You take the veil

It’s not over till the tremulant sings
These ides of march
Are they so make believe
How tempts the revenant
Slice up and not across

You take the veil
You’ll take the dive
You take the veil

A mass of gallon sloth
As flys have walls for feet
A rapturous verbatim-someone said but who is to know
And when you find the fringe
The one last hit that spent you
You’ll find the ossuary spilling by the day

The iconoclastic had it coming for years
They know the prisons that you have yet to fear
Where thumbs hide inside of sleepingbag mouths
Adlib your memoires by casting a drought

You take the veil
You’ll take the dive
You take the veil

A mass of gallon sloth
As flys have walls for feet
A rapturous verbatim-someone said but who is to know
And when you find the fringe
The one last hit that spent you
You’ll find the ossuary spilling by the day

Knife me in hobbling
Talking in it’s sleep again
Knife me in hobbling
Talking in it’s sleep again

The one last hit that spent you
And you will find
The greatest fucking lie
Of aneurysm vespers
The ones that pile
Up the greatest fucking lies

Knife me in hobbling
Talking in it’s sleep again
Knife me in hobbling
Talking in ‘it’s’ sleep again

Virulent hives-of bedpost piles
Virulent hives
https://youtu.be/b1vmmU2SFPM

This whole album takes place in a guy’s coma (and the band nails the otherworldly journy) if that’s of any use to anybody.

Who brought me here
Forsaken, depraved and wrought with fear
Who turned it off
The last thing I remember now
Who brought me here
Forsaken, depraved and wrought with fear
Who turned it off
The last thing I remember now
Who brought me here

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I would love to see S. Connolly on Demonolatry lessons. That’d be incredible.

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This is a song that I made within the last week, in the wee hours of the morning on a sleepless night… Inspired by and in honor of Lucifer the Lightbearer. <3

It kindof has a 90’s Nine Inch Nails meets 80’s darkwave/goth feel. It picks up the pace. Hope you guys enjoy.

“Lucifer is Light, Lucifer is Love. Share with him your Light, share with him your love.
Don’t believe in the lies that you’re being told, you’re being deceived, I can tell you that…
Lucifer Is Light. Lucifer Is Lovvveee.
Lucifer is Light, Lucifer is Love. Share with him your Light, share with him your love.
Give your light to him. Give your light to him. Give your light to him.
Call out his name “LUCIFER!” and he’ll come down to you, come down to you.
He might decide to share with you his light, make sure that you step into it.
Lucifer is Light, Lucifer is Love. Share with him your Light, share with him your love.
Give your light to him. Give your light to him. Give your light to him.
Lucifer is Light, Lucifer is Love. Share with him your Light, share with him your love.”

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