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bill nelson
bob kingdon
experimental
goth
indie
shoegazing
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The Asylum Project
» genre:
Alternative >
Experimental
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» label: unsigned
» for fans of: Bill Nelson, Magazine, Robyn Hitchcock, Swervedriver, Syd Barrett,
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The Visitors (Demo)
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A dense wall of sound as guitars fight their way through fuzz boxes, echo units and reverb.
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» highest in charts: # 32 (157,958 songs currently listed in Alternative)
» highest in sub-genre: # 2 (35,212 songs currently listed in Alternative > Experimental)
» highest in sub-genre: # 2 (35,212 songs currently listed in Alternative > Experimental)
About the song
This is my home demo which will, in time, become a 'Forbidden Whispers' song.
Lyrics
Stars dissolve
And worlds collide
And that is why I feel
So empty inside
Nothing lasts
And nothings real
We turn to dust
Destiny fulfilled
No time to rectify the wrongs
We dont belong, we are visitors here
No shame, no blame, the way we take and never give
Just visitors here
This nothingness
This emptiness
I still fill
So empty inside
If nothing lasts
And nothings real
Eternity
Will be concealed
No time to rectify the wrongs
We dont belong, we are visitors here
No shame, no blame, the way we take and never give
Just visitors here
And worlds collide
And that is why I feel
So empty inside
Nothing lasts
And nothings real
We turn to dust
Destiny fulfilled
No time to rectify the wrongs
We dont belong, we are visitors here
No shame, no blame, the way we take and never give
Just visitors here
This nothingness
This emptiness
I still fill
So empty inside
If nothing lasts
And nothings real
Eternity
Will be concealed
No time to rectify the wrongs
We dont belong, we are visitors here
No shame, no blame, the way we take and never give
Just visitors here