The Beggar (Album)
Digital Abyss
The Allure of Gaming
Voices of The Self (Lyrics)
In the depths of your screen
A realm of darkness awaits
A world where pixels reign supreme
And the boundaries between reality
And fantasy blur
The controllers
Mere vessels
For your surrender to the void
As you succumb to the glow
The games whisper sweet
Nothings in your ear
Promising power, control, and escape
But beware, for in this digital abyss
Lies a labyrinth of addiction
A maze of endless hours
And a sea of lost souls
The avatars
Mere puppets of your twisted desires
Dance to the tune
Of your every command
Yet, with each victory
A piece of your humanity withers away
Consumed by the very digital
Dreams you sought to control
And when the screens fade to black
The silence is deafening
The echoes of your virtual
Conquests haunt you
Taunting you to return
To surrender once more to the void
For in this realm of make-believe
The line between reality
And nightmare
Is but a mere illusion
Origins
Origins of The Self
Voices of The Self (Lyrics)
In the depths of my screen
A dark realm beckoned
Where pixels reign and reality
And fantasy entwine
A name was required
But mediocrity was unacceptable
Elusive shadows veiled
My pursuit of a legendary title
Through experimentation
And linguistic innovation
I fused two languages
A cipher of rhythm and darkness
But the creation was incomplete
A hollow echo
The void craved more
Then, whispers began
A haunting melody
Resonating in my mind
Metaphoric Netvor
Slowly merging with and
Birthing NETA VORIC
Now, I've transcended
The echoes of my virtual conquests
In the realm of make-believe
I am the shadow in the mix
A harbinger of sonic revolution
My beats are a warning
A promise of aural innovation
And digital transformation
I am the Figurative Monster
I am NETA VORIC
2108
Experimental Track 2018
Silence of The Self (Lyrics)
I don't know how to tell you this but 2108 is just a date - nothing special.
Syn The Sizer
An Electronic Musical Instrument
Voices of The Self (Lyrics)
In the shadowy realm of sound
A mystical artifact awaits
The synthesizer
A gateway to the unknown
Whispers secrets
To those who dare to listen
To unlock its mysteries
One must first attune
Themselves to the frequencies
Of the cosmos
Awaken the oscillators
Ancient guardians of the waveform
Their pulsing hearts beat
With an otherworldly rhythm
Summoning forth
The raw materials of sound
Shape their essence with the filters
Spectral architects of the aural realm
In the depths of the modulation matrix
A hidden world of connections awaits
Route the signals
Weaving a tapestry
Of sonic intrigue
The envelopes
Enigmatic sculptors of time
Mold the sound into
An ever-changing entity
As the synthesizer awakens
Its power coursing
Through your veins
You become a conduit
For the unknown
The sound that emerges
Is a reflection of the cosmos itself
A unique manifestation of the infinite
Possibilities that lie within
Listen closely
For the synthesizer whispers secrets
To those who dare to create
Its language is one
Of frequencies and resonance
A mystical tongue that only
The initiated can understand
2308
Experimental Track 2308
Silence of The Self (Lyrics)
I don't know how to tell you this but 2308 is just a date - nothing special.
The Beggar
Explanation of the Album
Voices of The Self (Lyrics)
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The Sonic Devastation
Outro
Voices of The Self (Lyrics)
Let's descend into the darkest corners of sound, the shadows we have been oppressing have merely been a prelude a hint of the sonic devastation to come, the tempo slows, the beats grow more oppressive and the darkness solidifies the kickdrum, a relentless march towards the of desperation.
And the snare come through the like jagged blades. The bass a crushing force presses upon the chest making each breath a struggle.
In this barren soundscape, melody is a distant echo, a fleeting memory of a long-lost hope. The synths a distorted anguish and the rhythm a slow, ominous pulls us deeper into the dark of further into the void.
Here in this desolate expanse we find the true essence of sonic desperation. The aural of hopelessness leaves us only the echoes of our desperation.
(then reversed)
Expanded Elements (Single)
Chetyre Elementa
Four Elements
Voices of The Self (Lyrics)
Neon, Europium, Tantalum, Astatine
(repeats)
Chetyre Elementa - Slow with Reverb
Slowed Four Elements Reverbed
Voices of The Self (Lyrics)
Neon, Europium, Tantalum, Astatine
(repeats)
Singles
Muzlim Mash'um Tiknu
It's not what you think.
Silence of The Self (Lyrics)
There are no lyrics but I feel that I owe an explanation. While looking for a name for this song I translated the word DARK into a lot of languages and found one that was very very interesting.
Arabic: مظلم (muzlim)
I decided to use that so I tried other words in Arabic and used them. OMINOUS is مشؤوم (mash'ūm) and TECHNO is تِكْنُو (tiknū).
I know it's not the right way to use the language but I am English and I'm just using their words romanized and used in an English way.
Anyway saying في الظلام المظلم المشؤوم، ينبض التكنو بقوة (In the dark ominous darkness, techno pulses powerfully) is very long for a song title so I rather used my own creativity.
The Fell
Experimental track using ONE sound
Silence of The Self (Lyrics)
(No lyrics - experimental track using ONE sound)