A song I’m working on. Built around Belial’s Enn.
This shit is fucking powerful.
Just been power sliding round the car park to this
Thousand Foot Krutch
Assassination Classroom -「AMV」- Courtesy Call - YouTube Courtesy Call
- YouTube The End is Where We Begin
High School of the Dead AMV - Thousand Foot Krutch: Let the Sparks Fly - YouTube Let the Sparks Fly
Three Days Grace
Fairy tail amv Four Dragon Slayers [ Three Days Grace -- Time Of Dying] - YouTube Time of Dying
- YouTube Break
Kizumonogatari Tekketsu-Hen 「AMV」 - Burn (HD) - YouTube Burn
All these things
That have come to pass
Emptied well
Of times that never last
Rhythms speak
Sun to winter’s call
Pouring forth they
Beckon to enthrall
Burnt clean eyes
Reach into our graves
Into the scars
Of our truth
Of life within
The stars
All these words
Are dust within my mind
In these times
That burn within our sight
Yearning to know
Deep into the marrow
Fall
And see
When there’s no ground
To feel
To endure
Rise in the heart
Time will crawl
To the sea
Time will fall
Inside the dream
Weathered stone
Rivers running deep
Flying wings
In skies that never sleep
Earthly blood
Speaking in the stone
Bounding calls
That want us to believe
Cleansing flames
Burn into the night
Into the scars
Of our truth
Of life with
The stars
Restless souls
Flickering light
Painted in gold
Tearing at the seams
Needing to feel
One true moment
Needing to feel
Something true
Something for your mind,
Your body,
And your soul,
It’s the power to arouse curiousity,
The Purpose
The goal which one acts on,
A journey of force,
Hot like the sun
And wet like the rain,
Rhythmatic movements in unison with others
Prolong an act of sensation with no limits or boundaries.
Eternity is past
Wrong is right
It’s the point of greatest intensity
Pleasures of the highest sense,
Feelings of warmth and security,
Willing and unwilling sensations of the mind,
A condition
The ultimate seduction…
…The Realm
Can you break hearts
can hearts speak
can you torture hearts
can you steal hearts
They want my heart on the right spot
but then I look below
it beats left there
Can hearts sing
can a heart burst
can hearts be pure
can a heart be made of stone
They want my heart on the right spot
but then I look below
it beats left there
left two three four left *
Can you ask hearts
(can you) carry a child **
can you give it away
(can you) think with your heart
They want my heart on the right spot
but then I look below
it beats there in the left breast
the envious have not known it well
Left two three four left
Michael W Ford’s band Black Funeral - Gwyn ap Nudd (King of the Underworld) - YouTube
Different genre than most here, but i’m sure most can appreciate this for what it is. Old but Gold.
Made these two tracks the other night when I was tripping hard. <3 “Warlock” Is a song I made in the heat of the moment… completely improvised. Felt very powerful when I was creating it.
“I Welcome You” is a sort of chant/intonation/meditation that I recorded with some recorded breaths with delay/reverb… pretty cool I think.
Hope whoever clicks “play” enjoys. <3
Haha, a video of me messing around… Dancing/Moving some energy around the room to
Ott - Adrift in Hilbert Space
The audio is a bit quiet, but you can hear the song if you crank it up
Some beautifully dark and entrancing chanting by Edgar Kerval.
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Line of Cain!
Sacred is the Legacy of the Serpent.
Lift up you arms if you are Worthy
to witness the Fallen Cross
Break your senses while the Black Angels
Guide you into the Path of Suffering
There is nothing but Pain…
It is just the Beginning.
The Angel of Death Commands you.
To Suffer… He is The Lord you God.
When the Cross is raised
all Brethren shall Obey Thy Wishes
And all the Chosen Ones
might Perish before Daring to see Thy Face
Because there is no Heaven without Hell…
No Magick without Pain
And no Light without Darkness to Shine into it,
There is no Beginning without End
And no Ending without a Beginning.
Now when the Cross has fallen
There is nothing but Eternal Peace…
So it shall be at the End.
As the Light of Agitation
has been Eclipsed by the Absolute Emptiness.
There is no Life without Death
and no Death without Eternity.
And as I was on the Cross and saw the Light
In The Illustrious Ordo Scio.
There is no need of eyes in the Total Absence
Ad nor a body to Fly Towards the Unknown
All Hail Lucifer!
Only He is The Way
“And the Light Shineth in Darkness
And the Darkness Comprehended not”
“Maher Shalal Hash Baz”
Sacred is the Legacy of the Serpent
Holy is the Line of Cain.
My hand is the hammer and the nail.
My eyes are now the destiny.
My voice is death in this world.
My dagger is the star that lights your flame.
Your body is the plague consuming your thoughts.
I am the serpent inside your mouth.
When I pour the wine upon your head
You look into my shadow while I take your breath.
Then you feel the Christ!
You come with old life
And face death.
But there is no way back
Once I have baptized with water and fire.
Death with Love.
You wish the Light!
The kiss of death and dropping innocence.
The flower that came back to life.
And the snake that died in love.
I show you the way of the cross.
And your rose will kill a star tonight.
You wish the Light…
Playing on my Korg Kaossilator KO-1
Made this last night/this morning… still working on it.
Yeah baby we can go to the church tonight,
but only if we’re walking through the graveyard.
Pick the juiciest black grape from the vine.
Harvest from the graveyard black grapes to make our wine.
I read from the black text from the darkest tunnels
of these catacombs…
They spoke of a ritual of flesh, blood, and bone.
Lay down on the altar now with
Your flesh laid bare for me.
You don’t have to die to sacrifice yourself, you see?
This is our sex ritual fantasy created by you and me
in the middle of the night, walking through the graveyard.
Hold on to me in this embrace. In our sarcophagus we’ll kiss.
I like the way you taste locked inside this dead embrace.
I’ll hold you like the dirt will hold your coffin.
I’ll hold you like the dirt will hold our coffins.
I said I’ll hold you like the dirt will hold our coffins.
Yeah baby we can go to the church tonight,
but only if we’re walking through the graveyard.
Pick the juiciest black grape from the vine.
Harvest from the graveyard black grapes to make our wine.
In the middle of the night walking through the graveyard, baby.
I’ll hold you like the dirt will hold our coffins.
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