MIZIEYA
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Feed the beast
Every word eludes me
Every sight is a sound
slips through my hands like water
Every note from underground
I am the voice of discontent...
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this is a new incarnation of a song I did last year but this is also its final version very ethereal and dark it has a sister track a remix which I may post...
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Salutations Dear Listener. This is a comedy in three acts.: Breakfast, Lunch and Tea; and I'm not planning on them being late.
Are you sitting...
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This piece, rich with experimental spirit, doth weave a tapestry of sound so bold, so singular, that the ear knoweth not whether it dreams or wakes This work is not one of mere craftsmanship but of sorcery—alchemy of sound and spirit, that enchanteth the heart and mind alike!
To hear it is to embark upon a journey where music is not heard but felt, not understood but experienced, as though wandering through a dream wherein the stars themselves do murmur secrets unto thee .
This piece, rich with experimental spirit, doth weave a tapestry of sound so bold, so singular, that the ear knoweth not whether it dreams or wakes This work is not one of mere craftsmanship but of sorcery—alchemy of sound and spirit, that enchanteth the heart and mind alike!
To hear it is to embark upon a journey where music is not heard but felt, not understood but experienced, as though wandering through a dream wherein the stars themselves do murmur secrets unto thee .