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After much blood sweet and tears I have to say this sound cool in my ears.
It's a collab who have take much power from all involved, so we hope you guys give us a great listenig, comments are appreciated…Cheers
Skean: Beats, Synths, Strings, & Sound Effects, and finally mastering.
Luna Trick: Vocals & Lyrics
Morning Light: Vocals
It's a collab who have take much power from all involved, so we hope you guys give us a great listenig, comments are appreciated…Cheers
Skean: Beats, Synths, Strings, & Sound Effects, and finally mastering.
Luna Trick: Vocals & Lyrics
Morning Light: Vocals
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Lyrics
Drums of Submission (LYRICS) © Daniel Staniforth aka (Luna Trick)
A scream across the great divide
An infant universal cry
Release it when you can't decide
to live or to die
Baby spoon on a high-chair
Beats that internal pain
And I'm the subject of his stare
I'm the maker of the stain
When you're willing to survive
the rhythm is continual
One only has to strive
For visions beyond the visual
Where Death and Passion mingle
Vibrations of the beat
neurological tingle
And fancy finds its feet
You are all my stimuli
Beyond the realms of sound
My misanthropic "Why?"
My theater in the round
Animal does as Animal is
Animal's best interest
Life is the shadow quiz
Beyond the drummer's inquest
Repression and biology
Meet at intersections
A crowd of one, only me
And bloody insurrections
Prolific Mamal memory
The bruises of existence
To be or not to be
Is not my least insistence
Our history of sadness
Drones of repetition
Old myths of catharsis
Beat drums of our submission
Beat drums of our submission
Beat drums of our submission
Beat drums of our submission
A scream across the great divide
An infant universal cry
A scream across the great divide
An infant universal cry
Release it when you can't decide
to live or to die
Baby spoon on a high-chair
Beats that internal pain
And I'm the subject of his stare
I'm the maker of the stain
When you're willing to survive
the rhythm is continual
One only has to strive
For visions beyond the visual
Where Death and Passion mingle
Vibrations of the beat
neurological tingle
And fancy finds its feet
You are all my stimuli
Beyond the realms of sound
My misanthropic "Why?"
My theater in the round
Animal does as Animal is
Animal's best interest
Life is the shadow quiz
Beyond the drummer's inquest
Repression and biology
Meet at intersections
A crowd of one, only me
And bloody insurrections
Prolific Mamal memory
The bruises of existence
To be or not to be
Is not my least insistence
Our history of sadness
Drones of repetition
Old myths of catharsis
Beat drums of our submission
Beat drums of our submission
Beat drums of our submission
Beat drums of our submission
A scream across the great divide
An infant universal cry
davisamerica
firsties again .... brb ... save my place in line ...:-]