Music

Good old english

Good old english

Thou dawdl’d not bringing me fro Æther to Nether, Still, duringly cling I on to this heather – Dew-scentéd blossom; thou wast pristine, The sweven of thee ne’er will I cede, my colleen. Drat this creature of memories ill, Foolhardy…

Man in the mirror

Man in the mirror

There’s a man that I used to know And sometimes he still visits with me When it’s late and the alcohol’s glow Is nearly gone And it’s time to awaken And he looks, and he laughs at the sight And…

Whom The Moon A Nightsong Sings

Sleezy soft porn on nile sat

While browsing through the channels on Nilesat, I stumbled upon several Arabic music channels and was taken aback by the level of creativity—or perhaps the lack thereof—in the industry. My hour of skimming these channels left me rather shocked: Vocal…

Whom The Moon A Nightsong Sings

In forest dark at moors they come to life…

If I was to win 10,000 dinars, I would not have been happy as I am now. Empyrium are back “On September 17, 2010, Prophecy Productions and Schwadorf personally announced that the band had reunited and revealed plans to release…

Whom The Moon A Nightsong Sings

C# and in tune

I finally managed to down-tune my guitar to C and C#. This means I can now play the album “Shape of Despair – Angels of Distress.” A huge thanks to Chris (Father Death) for tabbing them out on Doomish.com. After…

Whom The Moon A Nightsong Sings

روحي يا روح

نتلاقى بحلم … ما فيه هم و أحكيلك عن … يا روح الروح … حلوّك يا روح

The Mourner’s Oak

The Mourner’s Oak

The physical, metaphysical, delusional and back… This is what’s running in the back of my head ALL the time, car, iPod. Here, they shall gather… Among its bows and hither. In the spring or summer sun, bright are the voices…