Effortless,
It has ended countless lives.
Merciless,
In the moment that you die.
You can run,
But there's nowhere left to hide.
From the blast,
Incinerated where you lie.
Cycling
A thousand rounds of ammunition in a flash.
As the sky
And the ground meet with an almighty clash.
Fuselage
Torn asunder by the power of our attack.
In our sights,
You know that you are never coming back.
Tunguska!
Falling down,
From the sky in a rain of deadly fire.
Burning up,
All around it in the presence of its ire.
Forests die,
The explosion like nothing they've ever seen.
End is nigh
For all those who stray to near to the scene.
One I did over Christmas - just a bit of practice really - had a lot of trouble recording the vocals on this one, so apologies if they're a bit flat sounding! I've been influenced a lot by Chuck Schuldiner and Death recently, so maybe you'll be able to spot that flavour in this song!
This is a re-recording of an old song I wrote a couple of years ago for my band. I didn't feel the original recording did it any kind of justice, so thought I'd have another go now! { Tags : black, metal, terror, wind }
'm especially happy with how the guitars sound on this one, considering it's POD Farm tone all the way here. Main inspiration for this was Keep of Kalessin. Hope y'all like it! Software used - Reaper, FL Studio 5, Guitar Pro. { Tags : Metal }
This is a song I wrote for my band Consecrated Flesh in June 2010. The Keep of Kalessin influence audible in 'At the Mercy of the Cruel Sun' remains, but I have tried to take this piece in a heavier direction. I'm personally very happy with the result! Hope you enjoy this song, and sorry about the vocals, I'm out of practice!
The song is a kind of parody of Children of Bodom, Norther and Tracedawn, and it's also a bit of a return to the style of my first ever upload on icompositions, Reflection of the Moon.
The day of judgement is at hand,
And all the sinners shall be purgéd from the land.
Now that the fire has begun,
We're heading home at last toward the rising sun.
Chorus:
Firedancer!
Blades of fire flash in the air,
Enchanter!
Black magic we behold,
Firedancer!
We don't give a **** about you and we do not care!
Take us back to the days of old.
Annihilation of the weak,
The noble hunters are not in the mind to speak.
But let me tell you one last tale,
Before for our homeland we finally set sail.