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ignitesky
» genre:
Electronic >
Industrial
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» label: unsigned
» for fans of: Nine Inch Nails, Marilyn Manson, Radiohead, Sigur Ros, The Strokes, Andrew WK
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"...The vultures came to visit with me; to check up on me. I wasn't doing so good, they said."
"...The swamp stranded us in self-doubt and depression. We sank to our lowest lows, and at the bottom found the plug..."
This song instills within the listener blazing unstoppable optimism, just like The Triumph of Me does, only this song has tape delay and fake guitar solos.
I wrote the beginning of this song and put it on a loop, and I immediately started doing exercise.
Deep in the oldest forgotten ruins, the sunrise became a spectacle for the ages, reaching back in time and pulling the structures back to life...
This song instills within the listener an urgent desire to club the President of the United States.
Pop goes EVERY WEASEL ON EARTH.
To grandmother's house we go...
Sounds very very similar to Clubbed to Death by Rob D. If this is a problem for you, kiss my ass.
It's John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt put through the "Cry" filter.
I said cry, damnit.
This song instills the listener with an intense desire to not piss me off.
This song instills within the listener insurmountable gusto. Imagine a solid gold freight train plowing through God.
This song instills the listener with clarity of mind. Imagine experiencing the power of the forest first hand.
This song instills within the listener unspeakable terror. Imagine me coming to your house in the middle of a storm night and trying to break the door down.
Instills within the listener steadfast courage. Imagine legions of men breaking camp and marching to war.
I don't know what to make of this. It came straight from a dream.
This song instills within the listener warmth and closeness. Imagine lying in your bed with a loved one.
Self explanatory.
This song instills within the listener with a cold melancholy. Imagine floating in and around the wreck of a ship at the bottom of the ocean.
This song instills within the listener lightning fast reflexes and a hair trigger. Imagine being chased through the sewer at night by Nazis.
This song tells the listener to give up; all is lost. And just when the listener says "I guess you're right," the song says "Don't you f***ing quit on me!"
"During the 20th pushup blood rushed into my head and transported me into an alternate dimension of extraordinary pain..."
Do not try to run from this song. It'll only find you faster.
You may admire the view, but don't be in such a hurry to meet it.