Santas Up In This B**** 2.mp3

Welcome in the Christmas season with this new holiday classic.

Iphone_mixdown.mp3

Here is a very much BadmanJ featurette. Crafted entirely by him. Enjoy, as it is pretty awesome.

SomethingLikeAPassion_mixdown.mp3

Hey now, I got it done under the wire tonight, but I did not post it in time, so this looks like it was done today, but it was actually Thursday when it was finished. So I still win... so far... Been wildly busy living a real human life, which is odd, but I am still able to get this music out to test me. As per usual!

A few seconds of silence on this one as well, be aware so you do not crank your headphones and kill your hearing with the initial blast of music.

Enjoy!!!

it starts with a small note

here and there

a dab of color

just something

to bring more life into this world

A creation

all but a babe

every time

indulge these alien moments

revel in the privacy of the shadows

I beg

just beg

another more breath

I need more time to bring this to its own

just as a breeze for the machines

ill approach it

cold as ice

But every moment breathing fire

Any more pushing and these dams will break

leveling any progress

One step

One step

I say circling

I mean swallowing

Its all in the wrist

shuttling back and forth

something to end this

feeling less than forgotten

Dying for the art

Patience for the endless

circling circling

ill be there with you as the music changes

every drop another in the well

This standing pool of water

needs a brick

choose it wisely

Bring it whiskey

pour this over again

until it is all leached out

leech it out

leech it out

leech it out

RottenLikePlacenta_mixdown.mp3

Horrible name, wonderful song. I loved making this one. Song four for day four.

(mind the first 8 seconds of silence, it'll get you.)

hold me in your hands

your sweet salve from the golden light

hold me high in the eye sight

just once more

with this ill lay on the grass bedding

the dew from the morning

sticking my shirt to my skin

or is that the eyes

dripping down to my cheeks

grieving over the sandy hairs

of a lover that could have been

caught up in the looks of the idols

self indulgent chaos

swift cleaving of the generals

down by the hatchet

warfare of the blind chasing the blind

chasing the blind

half a face in the sun

beaming down on the wretched

glimmering that eye sparkling hope

cast down like hail from a Nebraska storm

all this mystery for a hope gone

breezy in the distance is your own shoulder

caught left laying in the road

take it back

take it back

its your own life

once in a great while

turn and face me with something more

than a solemn look

your words fall so superficial

onto the ears of the hopeful

it is enough for them

it is enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

is it enough for them

Cant be any more a loner

you misunderstand your objectives

TheBuckle.wav.mp3

My -a song a day- started yesterday with this little diddy.

Isolated

dreamer

Stuck in a world

devoid of this reality

Sucked into the dimension of justice

Seeking the secreted coldness

of a murders view

Such intensity

found in the silent

Consuming the blinking of an eye

a breath off center

These hands do not under stock vivid expressions

A knife in each eye

so you fancy yourself a pragmatic

gift those senses my way

like a sin wrapped in gold

your ways entice me

so subversive

but so wonderful

like a warmth to steal my soul

Your world trapped in this so called isolation

you seem so at the ready

but you fail to run

Where is the selfish conquest

Soooooooo ghastly

soooooooo beautiful

these butterflies will not go away

its the pull of your gravity

circles me round

a moth to a flame

open the door for this withered beast

ooooooooo your face

ooooooooo your questioning looks even give me the chills

Can I be the one to dream in your isolation

Can I be the light to your vacuum

Burning brightly in the cold

I know you are in there aching to see how the times have changed

The words you speak

damage the pestilent

To fall into this lust

begs to render this complete house to shatters of glass

How can you love what has no flame

How can you find craving in the nightmare

Your ways disturb my eternity

My hate cleans up this world

Its time to grow.

RubberNeck.wav.mp3

Unsure if this song is going badmanJ lyrics or Ehkolite lyrics, so I wrote some of my own for now. We will see how it pans out.

Sit back and enjoy the collab work from this past weekend with Muzz, Mac, and me.

touched aren't we all

by your tiresome hands

Over all the flesh and sweat

Your need to taste

Everything you see

Sitting alone dispossessed is your kin

noted that your ways are turning the loved

into orphans of sexual thrashing

Your fire is spreading

like a disease

The ones you care about taking a back seat

Your hands spreading the fantasies

wide open

in your head

Pull your self together man

You're all over the place

Your focus is far from what you are living

You had those times

its over and done

but you're locked into disaster

One life is not enough to live

the way you are cutting up

into bits

the people around you

Indulge no more

Or risk

even more the love

even more the pain

and even more the monster inside you

coming to an even uglier head

These words are lost in hopeless space

inside the man is unchallenged

and the victims still live

very much aware

very much ashamed

To your personal hell

let your feet lead you

and bring the orbitals along

sing this all the way home

Drape yourself in the scents of the women you'll never love

consume more poison and quench more thirsts

close eyed and undisturbed

these paths all point home

home to your hell

self devised

self contained

another piece of wood for the fire

quietly we will watch

for the nitroglycerin

cannot be moved

LightAtTheEndOfItAll.wav.mp3

This song is wildly unfinished, but as per the name of this site, it is just for unfinished fun! I love this song!

I have never seen

The light in it all

always there is something

occluding the brilliance

this best stance

left laying on the ground

so far from the light

rooting

shouldering the glimmering seasons

awakened for a prayer

off these lip

claiming the reward for himself

Save us all will you?

what gives you the right

what gives me the right

Climbing back into the dirt

your clothes are glowing

I cannot stand

the light at the end of it all

leaving me shouting inside

reticent to allow intrusion

I cannot bleed for this atrocity

I am a vessel of an entity

that breathes for your life

I am choking it to bits

I hate the world it lives in

Cannot see past its own skin

I'm a deficit of rewards

Your life reflect a failure

when applied to this carriage

I do not deserve this

I do not deserve this

I do not deserve this

I cannot find the will

to keep on this path

To keep on this path

To keep on this path

forever

Your glory

your friendship

I resigned

I am a barren wasteland

to this foreign soil

I once called home

Come claim me if you dare

I am not sure I am prepared

I am not sure I am prepared

to give it all up for you

I m digging down

And rooting inside myself

Where is our life together

I'm way down in a bottle

and I'm seeing no end to this rift

PLeeeeeeeeeease just another sip

pleeeease just save me

I cannot beg you anymore

in languages I cannot use

in the format I don't understand

these words have lost all meaning

Crushed

under foot

Saved by the words long lost

remembered by the rotten and followed by the same

I'm in rags in this plane

and I'm sitting in filth

I never thought to cling to

I need you now

I need you now

and I keep finding nothing clutched in my hands

you're not even disappearing

you've just never been

but have you

but have you

but have you

but have you been there

but have you

but have you

but have you been there...

NoOneAtTheYourDoor_mixdownV8.mp3

An Updated Version of No One At Your Door. We are working on some visual aids to go along with this song. BadmanJ got his rap on for the end of the song. Enjoy it!

(Mixdown reveals a +7 dbs on BadmanJs vocals. Whoops)

NoOneAtTheYourDoor_mixdownV5.mp3

Hey guys! And Gals! After being in the studio for most of the month trying to put on a live show with limited resources we are back to the starting point! And clearly screaming out of the gate with a few really fun songs!

This is the first of a few we are working on. This is a rough draft of a new song called: No one at Your Door. The badman has not yet gotten all of his words on the song, mostly due to my broken vocal cords the past few days. But I think the structure is pretty much complete. There may be slight changes later, but what Ehk'olite/Following Satellites song have I not changed slightly (or over eagerly) from the original.

We are still trying to find a good way to get HTML5 players made up. I know those on iPhones are having a few issues with our flash based players so we are working on it. Additionally we are working with the FollowingSatellites.com site.

The element of clean is what we are working for and I think we established that. However with a brand new unpackaged version of Dreamweaver from my archives that I thought lost; We can have HTML functionality in a WYSIWYG format again.

Here are the lyrics:

Delicate and complicated

this system of intricate parts

wired together and winding

down the steps into the traffic

the sidewalk glistens with the sweat on the

brows

nodding heads

systematically digest the wreckage

In nightmares

and in homes

across the circuitry

these games played on the

faces of children

like the words across a book

these lives run parallel to each other

distorted as the eyes shift perception

There's no one at your door tonight

You sit awash in the vaporous light in the

shadows

Unconsumed by the system of satisfaction

Just another town

just another boat on the horizon

Simplistic once again

destructive and soothing

energy spent to gather the memories

human in its finest suit

today is not the day they wished

by the hands of the living

these days no one wishes

so desired

So feared

Can you please excuse the paper doll clothing

like a drag queen facing the sun

Held in gods arms

burying the hatchet with 80 proof cylinders

The shine on your face could use a dash of

powder

Seemingly so proud

Ill never be in your shoes

To see the world as you do

characteristic of you to show such passion

In suffering

we learn that the real pace cannot be measured

by our own hands

Time scatters sands to the screaming air

Lost and unraveling in the skylines

Confusing the short sighted

Envisioning the plots revered

ever softly found in the eyes of these lives

Captivated by this lecture

My life for hers

You whittle away at my tension

Dreaming so lost in this turmoil

You do not know the collapse

A vacuum of condensing pain

no understanding for a life lost

only my selfish confusion

Is this the defeat I am poised for

How can you bleed me to make up for her

Ive pushed the envelope some more

Tensing at the sound of her name

as such a man could fail this way

I claim the wreckage as mine

Ill take it all with me

Or Ill give it to you

Insolvent.mp3

Insolvent masters of misery

called in like a favor to the blind

"see me"

For the love of god

can we please just shine this spot light

on the seas of innocents

innocents?

can we bring out the dead

Trolleys full of half breathing

lacerated

half burned shrapnel laden

souls in the great green lawn

lush and wonderful

nothing like the swamp in the hearts

of the high eyed boiling rooms

Insolvent toleration stemmed with glass

flowing flowing over the hands of the weary

great theories of the dissent

gratitude fallen on jealous mouths

Time spent wondering at the walls

fingers grown heavy with tattered flesh at the ends

boney lines drawn in the ivy

gestures on glass once more

still there is nothing in spot light

but the vacancy remembered by your heavy weight

Insolvent are these mentions of your name

The gravely pills of your presence

taking me one step backwards again

driving me ever further into the shade

clean up the vanity so I can escape

SadArtInManagingPossessions_mixdownVocal.mp3

in a true way
we are all collectors
pulling the resources of the land
taking on the world
by way of designs
and packages
pushing our way through the crowd
to collect

its a dragging down of the loss
and a misery filled adventure
turned brown and shriveled
against the glass
against the bulbs

im a greedy war lord
for the unbridaled
allotment of things
passioned
divination
dispelling the art
controlled by your fathers
undistrubed on the edge of the bed
lays my wine glass
everything is tossing the collection
bedside

Climb in bed to clambor on to the hills
fun searching for that perfect
something
elegant and sequned
tie it down
force it up
a total loss
nothing but negative
but this collection grows
in the body of the mountains
take another one
take another one
take another one

In the dress
out of the dress
on the dresser
in the living room

He is watching each pedal taken
WE have all done so much worse
a second again
we lose the passion
but the rekindling of the warfare
brings everything back from darkness

in a true way
we are all collectors
pulling the resources of the land
tossed into our bag
no one set to distract
alone we are self destructors
use and consume
again against the glass

it is not always beauty that distracts
sometimes it is the mission
the conquest
to capture what we cannot have

Judgement and displicable filth
you gravity of torture
suck it all down
ill feed it to you
Youll feed on it
as the days pass
I am guilty as you
about it though, ill never laugh

NotMyAudienceV2_mixdown.mp3

Darkness is not the only form I take
when I stare at pictures of you
I have a sense of pride in the actions
A realization of the skin as a whole
Im not so shallow I do not allow
but the mannerisms I must reject

cannot help but screen my lenses
Im just a mess compared to the bright lights
and the lusting and cream from your lips
Im not the cut up type with the mean streak
But im thinking my time is better spent
alone in this dark room

im just a gun with a bullet
loaded and tensed
im never going off
empathy and sympathy are discarded functions
such a cold wire wrapped around my tongue
ill not mouth your words
its a life not worth living
follow me and be lost in ruin
diagnose me as a failure
take my drugs and slip away from here.

antogonists tell me to stop
leave me a crippled mess on the floor
im so lonely with our blood on my hands
im paralyzed in my bed
you mean nothing to this leacherous man
im disentigrating in the dusk light
continue to stare
please

im just a gun with a bullet
loaded and tensed
im never going off
empathy and sympathy are discarded functions
such a cold wire wrapped around my tongue
ill not mouth your words
its a life not worth living
follow me and be lost in ruin
diagnose me as a failure
take my drugs and slip away from here.


Your body is so beautiful
but I cannot be part of your love
every step you take away from me
leaves me slightly colder
but I know you are running towards me
to give your life away to me
my teeth are clenched
we do not need this anymore
than we need a bomb to light a fire

im just a gun with a bullet
loaded and tensed
im never going off
empathy and sympathy are discarded functions
such a cold wire wrapped around my tongue
ill not mouth your words
its a life not worth living
follow me and be lost in ruin
diagnose me as a failure
take my drugs and slip away from here.


im such a follower to my hands
creating like a mother
romanticized
fawn over me
and ill drift away
because this audience is not for me

SuddenlyJustAGodIsNotEnough_mixdown.mp3

numbers and women
gods and a sound
this blanket of surrounded noise
its the good fight to know Im healing
Im hoping these insides can hold
Im tensed up with a million fibers
all putting taught with the energy I had for you
Im empassioned by your ways
and my heart is sealed to you
Im having trouble finding the words
but I keep spilling them all over the page
for the dream it was to hold you in my arms
though in my present sight it was only harm
I gave you nothing you could keep with any perminance
Im the only one who took
Im just the responsible one for the madness

With my gun I took your life
with your hands I ignored your pleads
on my body like a razor
cutting my skin apart
taking my heart
and I kicked it thru your chest

Im a grand plan keeper of nothing
im a champion of the souless
i made these promises and I am keeping them
come hell
come high water
come tornadoes
im bound to you in flesh
and Im not turning my back on you
even as I walked away
my stomach coming up my mouth
your journey I could not continue
your life I was a shame tied rock
crushing and conintuing to demolish

my love was to run
my steps fall with shallow sounds
like a match against the box as I flee


i was no more than a tapeworm

ill told you I would toss myself into a fire for you
Im walking my way to the volcano
this life is not good enough for me
Im no god, and I am not able to love anymore than I did

Im being careful to mind my steps
but my time has passed
Im never divorced
im a man
with a heart beyond a word

ill stand alone
if I am not by you
and this is called a postpone
my emotions locked in a box
never love again
love has taken my heart
and I can never feel again.

NorthBySundown_mixdown.mp3

increasing with every step
Im enjoying the wind
rattling the teeth in my head
This walk unnerves me in the way
sanitation occludes the virus
the passon of the work

suck me in!
Pull me down
bathe me in the light of the nation
turn me into the following

Never a moment of discrace
a withering chill of the
trees falling leaves
but the seemingly unending support

ill want to know this
in a biblical way
calling from the heavens I am home

all these barriacade keep slowing me down
im pushing and pushing and finding Im trapped
other than a door opening from the other side
I cannot see this as a possiblity
but your hand will guide me in
guide me in
guide me in


Outside the fence
watching the world drift on beyond me
alight on the horizon
keeps my heart beating
its the sky
beating with a drum of color
vapor setting fire to the darkness

The closing
down
of history
when I am done
you are lost
You will have wanted me
you could have owned me
I gave my heart to you in all my ways
but you turned your back
favoring the paper work
im on my way home

another one to add to the list of fallen souls
this chilling air only freezes now
but ill cut the stars apart
and shine the light down on you this time
to grill the favor from you
and set my back straight against the walls

tempting isnt it to have such a thought
to hold in your hands something so delicate
but suseptiable to the whims of the world
Im holding my skills
and they are rotting in my clenching hands
I cannot control the destruction
of the things I love
but you hold the key
to support
to cherish
to free me from holding these coals
hold my ashes for me

GallantTheseBeasts_mixdown.mp3

Here is the Nine Minute biggie!



grown in a lab and trained within the wall of mad men
always under estimated by each other
never pitted against the brotherhood
each striving for perfection

the blood boils in the heart
seeking a respite from this intensity
driving the souls
gallant are these beasts
stung in the heart with passion
the swelling

the heads upright

description of a warrior
behind the cold eyes of invisiable creation
delighted in the mystery of the subjigation
cold crumbling vainty falls from the sides of the skin

nothing worth fighting
collapse in a heap under the sun
betraying the amount of work pit before them
palliant metaphore for the pillar of animal
seething with raw power

unindulgant any longer
nothing inside but creation for lack of words
blazing destruction awaits the awakener of the sleeper
the beast lay in the wasteland
in plain view
no one can see the gafferty sight

A wreckage consealed within a masterpiece


the cogs turning and wheels spinning
the wash of chemicals in the tight space
burn away at the energy
resting but always seeking
burning red eyes taking in the vision
of wasted time

flowing like a rush of water out from the source
like the gush of blood from the neck of the slain
delirious the men around the machine run

run run run run
run for nothing
nothing that lasts

fleeting consumption
endless
all endless waste where the beast sleeps

GrownInside_mixdown.mp3

on the floor
lies a bottle
cap stuck
body inside
floating

naked
lifeless
breathing in what is left
the container
breathing slowly

each movement is like a knife
a little more in the bone
the warmth
quickly extinguishing
this tool
manifesting in the recovery room
serves as a breath of fresh air
steel and plastic
cotton
the fabric of our lives
catching the blood
catching the life
catching a dream
catching a moment
catching a soft hand
catchign a thrill
catching a part of history

there is no more a thrill now
a flood of emotions in the passionate throws
clutching the bed
hopes glimmering
with a tear in the eye
agnoy with that taste of sweat
left in the vase of life
vassel of life

mindful
never
of the tranformation
started like a super nova

we begin
we all begin
in the same dark room
later to be met with bright lights
the cold chrome
ceiling
is our imprint

not for you

not for you

your mother is a steel claw
your heart beats in a breast not your own

no one cries for you
no one cries for you

Covered in the gore of your soul
trashed and gravel
parts severed and torn to shreds
a bright light is awash on your skin
what parts are left
saved
welcome to your new home
a tube in a closet
injected with plastic

Ill pass by on my way through
nod at what was
what could have been
ill walk away
you dont exist
like the tones of your skin
you do not exist

DeadlyNightshade_mixdown.mp3

antonymous with these terms

adventure

but disgusting revelation

turned the tides to the other side

dissolving and ingested

leaking this disease

envied by the familiar

consumed by the desires

lost without the melancholy

overwhelming the senses

I'm in love with the substance

so baseless knowing the world

so loved by the groups

in charge of the destiny

many do not get offered

crushed by the oppressors

governed by the rotten

filth in the mouths

garbage in the mind

rape and kill

the many very secreted fragile souls

hidden inside those faces

overlooked by the chided

living only what they can

can we hold responsible

the men behind the man

(Injest

inject

consume

consume

dispell

dispell

ignore

ignore

ignore)

losing the war in the minds

take from the garbage what we would never touch

if we only knew the consequences

and the origins

we are consuming

the ashes of the young

bodies of the wasted

lives

we are the world

we are the man

We are the losing battle

DigginOnYou_mixdown.mp3

Another BadmanJ Song where I have no lyrics to post here. Sorry guys!

Justification_mixdownVer2.mp3

twilight
and the sun is on its way to the other
side of the world

Im in rest on the mountain side
awaiting its return

The night is cold and the darkness breeds
the terrors in the heart

Im in a mist and the world is empty
the light serves as a reminder
of the tradity it is to be alive
ill consume you in a second
dare to breathe
dare to breath me in


Chilling the power of the cells
a product of your livelihood
all around as the sex sells
youre consumed by anything you could

Daring this switch once again be pressed
what damage could it do with another
all around the desires as supposed to be blessed
in flames again, meet me again dear brother


indentured another slave to the flickering light
the all around loss
decay in the instant your eyes alight on the fire
after the time is passed
collect another

the results of your slavery
tortured the plants
torture the animals
in another maze twisting down this
corridor
unlock the door



Chilling the power of the cells
a product of your livelihood
all around as the sex sells
youre consumed by anything you could

Daring this switch once again be pressed
what damage could it do with another
all around the desires as supposed to be blessed
in flames again, meet me again another brother

in this twilight
im lonesome but never alone
but always alone in my actions
these images are the last remaining
shred of my agony
never again I swear
never again I swear
never again I swear
it always comes back to this
circiling in again
again
again


Chilling the power of the cells
a product of your livelihood
all around as the sex sells
youre consumed by anything you could

Daring this switch once again be pressed
what damage could it do with another
all around the desires as supposed to be blessed
in flames again, meet me again dear brother

Modesty_mixdown.mp3

undress
its the porch light
decorating your skin
with the lace surrounding your heart

im stuck shivering in this darkness
wanting more but keeping at bay my chemicals
there will be time for anything
but Im still for the moment
Just a few more inches and your
hand is on my face

One more step and youll be in my arms

its one more heart beat
the chill is through my skin
into the bones

your life is a speck and im the movement your looking for
any more stillness in this air
I could crack it with a blink
your head tilts in and my hand reaches behind
your back
the gout that reaches to the heavens
This is my love
This is my love in an instant

any remaining moments we had
are in my head
swirling and my own
you have become something more than you ever were
destined to be calm and silent
beautiful in an instant
covered in red

your heart beats with mine
one last time
im in a season of bliss

this contentment is beautiful.
your hair is beautiful
and I am surrounded by your life