Ain't No Honor

We Shall Never Be The Blessed Dead

Good workflow music.

TFW I’m drinking coffee on my office’s balcony.

What metal is about. Glorious music, and gloriously cheesy music videos.

A scene from King Kong scored by Blotted Science. They did some more for other movies...all great.

mmmm, delicious unidentified power source...indeed

Geddy Lee. Master of bass: 3:10

Clench your butt in anticipation hoomans.

When I take a shower in the morning...

'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah baby Ahh, help me baby Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah

They say some days you're gonna win, They say some days you're gonna lose. I tell you I got news for you Your losin' all the time you never win If you believe that's how it's gonna be I'd better put you down Get off your tightrope up there come down on The ground you gotta save me now, You better turn around. When I looked around, I was heading down. Won't somebody throw me down a line. They say some days you gotta give-- They say some days you gotta take-- If that's the way it's gotta be, Roll it over and you will see. The city streets are full of people going nowhere making time. The change from night to day is really only hours, It's just along the line can't you see the sign When I looked around, I was heading down, Won't somebody throw me down a line. I want to look you straight in the eye, I want to tell you how I really feel, I can feel the wheels turnin' round, Won't somebody throw me down a line The city streets are full of people going nowhere making time, The change from night to day is really only hours It's just along the line, can't you see the sign When I closed my eyes, I was so surprised Somebody had thrown me down the line--stopped me drownin' Somebody had thrown me down the line

This trail is obsidian, the grip of Winter uncoiled A lover would follow me Cast down and sworn to the dark Take the road where devils speak "God is dead" The wealth of darkness Inside you, tell you "now" Your senses corrupted Controlling a poisonous will Take the road where devils speak "God is dead" In the corner of my eye You are tearing flesh from bone Led the blind in search to find A pathway to the sun Saw the signs intertwine And forgave me all my sins No stigmas revealing our vices And there are no stigmas revealing our vices God is dead

Unrest for Melancholy Men. "Unrest for melancholy men Who wallow in dismay For Azrael, the lone Butcher Was born upon this day To steer us all toward Satan's ends And lead us all astray There'll be absence of comfort and joy Comfort and joy There'll be no more comfort or joy In affluence, O Azrael  Unholy babe was born And laid in modern hospital Upon this wretched morn The which His Father Abaddon  Imparted him with scorn  Toward man, no more comfort or joy Comfort and joy There'll be no more comfort or joy  Future unelected wraith sent to destroy to destroy Rejoice! It's man's terminus!  Reveal! Vatican's accomplice! Rejoice! Mankind Azrael destroy!"