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Wings Of An Angel

Definite Benefits Of Making Fun Of YourselfOrigamiEquilibriumsThe Return Of The Fallen AngelFind Your Voice In The CrowdNectar On The Tongue, Lightning In The VeinsMetronome Of Parting TearsThe Fleshbinders of EverwoundLust For SecateursVehicle Of ChangeConcoct A Cure To The FuturePhilosophical Eulogies For HireHiccup RevolutionEmbracing The AbsencePermanent Danger EverywhereThought OctopusSurrealistic SoireeThe Confessor of Low-Grade Collective SchizophreniaTrying To Find Your Way Back To Where You First Thought Of BeingAmbient/Drone AlbumsTopography of SleepMeadow HotelAfter The FloodCut To The AftermathThe Speechless VictimVows And Blind Spots That Chain Us From Seeing The Ultimate TruthReign Of The Dead ArtifactsAll-Consuming Lust For What We Cannot Have Because It Will Destroy UsBreaking Free From An Illicit Love Triangle (Adult Noir Fairytale)Earthly Religiosity Is Musically LifelessEdging On A Long Expired Fantasy Of DisintegrationEmbody The Enmeshed Ugly Truth Of Symbolic Symbiotic InteractionsSpontaneous SycophancyEntitled To Carry My Own WeightIn The Laboratories Of The AdvancedFree Fall From A Well-Guarded Ivory Tower Into The Indistinguishable Hands Of Your SolicitorsIt's The Old Times We Don't Care About Any Longer, Because In The Twenty First Century, When Children Grow Up, The Rules Of Success And Flourishing Are Uncouthly DifferentDoubts Of How I Can Be Useful To YouStarvation Of Your Most Vital OrganStrangely, I Never Thought I'd Have To Rest In The Middle Of The Night, And I Fumble Around, Trying To Work Out Just What Matters; Tell Me Please, Why Don't I Have The Answers To My Life?Addiction To The Lifestyle Of GodsInsanity Is A Legitimate State Of Mind (Give Salutations Rather Than Condolences To Those Who Are Either Crazy Or Lazy)Crave A Life Of Slow-Paced GraceRetired God (Professor Emeritus In Comparative Evolution) Doesn't Understand Life AnymoreBear The Poisons Of TimeGadgets And CataclysmsSelf-Loathing Is MusicalWith Minimal EffortEnslaved Consciousness Cannot Produce CultureThreads Of Self-AwarenessRetreat To The Comfort Of IgnoranceLet Us Learn From Nature's Mechanics, Developing Our Own Animal Antics, For In This World, It's Survival Of The Fittest, And Our Instincts Are What Keep Us Out Of The BleakestLeaving Compassion Far BehindDecay Begins When We Lose Hope In The FutureInstant Gratification Goes Against The Rules Of The GameHey Chaos Agent, Grind Your Teeth On My Fractured Bones!Body Is Torture, Mind Is Delusion, Fate Is A Frantic Fairy; Screaming For Your Life, All You Hear Is Another Victim Who Hates YouWeaving Sophisticated Spider Webs Of Petty Self-DeceptionsIn A World Of Indigenous Fears, We're Off The Hook Just Like Fish In The Sea, So Innocent And So Fine On The Surface... But In The End, Anarchy Grows Within Us With Baby Steps Since Our Birth, And Then We Explode With A Hundred Little Things We Hold On To... Boom!It Was Just A Matter Of Time For Us To Learn To Live Again, Because Time Is Just A Rose, A Tree And A Raindrop, And We Are But A Seed Planted To Die TogetherWe Can Live The Life Of A Hollywood Star And Enjoy The Company Of High Profile Grumblers And Malcontents, But It's Much Better To Live Anonymously In A Little Piece Of Paradise With Your Imaginary PersonificationsI've Spent The Last Twenty Years Trying To Tell Everybody That There Was Never Gonna Be Enough Of MePay Me The Debts Of DebrisWe All Survived The Wars Of Love While Finding Easygoing Life Hacks For BoredomThe Careless Part Of Me Prays To Feel Your Inductive Heartache In The Most Controversial Night Of My LifeLooking Through The Channels To The Future, With No More Obsessions Or Empty Parties; So Throw Out The Fun, Forget Love, Forget Sex, Forget Yourself, Just Forget That You Ever Existed!Staring Into What Space Has Become In An Age Of Mathematized Mental TravelDrop Some Acid Onto The Candlelight When You're Unsure Of Who's Who Amongst The Friends You've Proudly Left BehindIn Surreal Dreams, I Wander Through The Night, To Places Beyond The Realm Of Mortal Light; Where Time, Space & Reason Take Flight, And All That Was, Becomes What It Is Not; I Speak In Tongues That Are Not Quite My Own, And Hear The Whispers Of A Distant Shore, Where Madness And Delight Are All GrownThe End Of Art Has Come, It Seems, No Longer Do We Feel The Fire In Our Dreams; We Look Upon The Canvas And See Only Empty Chance, A Bleak Void, A Lack Of Glee; The Muse Has Fled, But Fear Not For All Is Not Lost, There Is Still A Spark To Find New Meanings In The Stories Ais Are Weaving For UsManage Your Sleep BetterThe Artifacts Of Being Too HumanI Can't Resist The Temptation Of Apparent Sarcasm In My Art, Although I'm In Fact Somebody Entirely Different Than You Might Expect From My Pompous Hit-Or-Miss Titles; I'm The Cutest Soft Underbelly Of The Masquerade Ball You Folks Underpaint With Heteronymous IdentitiesUnknown States Of Preordained Melodic VulnerabilityMy Tongue Is Your Language, But I Don't Like It When You Praise Me, 'Cause Too Much Can Make You Want Me, And Too Little Can Make You Forget MeBecome An Ambassador Of Metacognition, One Who Recognizes Depth Fields In Each Fraction Of A Fragile MomentI Reach For Your Hand From The Afterlife, Fearing This Moment Will Pass Me By
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorOddities Transforming From Hermits To BrothersSinging Praises Of Your Memory With The Slightest Hope Of Your Posthumous ResurrectionEmbrace And Worship Adolescent Escapism, Away From The Nightmare Of Adult ResponsibilitiesFailed Cover StoryHome Is Everywhere The Industrial Revolution Didn't HappenGone Unseen Into The Darkness Where I Suffer, Therefore I Am, Am I?Dig Your Own GraveWill I Always Have A Cold Heart When I Look At This Room And Wonder Why I'm Just Like Them, But I Can't Remember Why?Doctor's Hidden Intentions In Building A Therapeutic DialogueArtist's Cutthroat Grip On His Daily Food For ThoughtMelodies Of Miraculous Boredom To A Pariah Who Cannot Become One Of The QuorumYou Know We Can Get BetterI'm The Bastard Child Of Holy Fires And Cigarette Smoke, One Who Does Not Need Troublemaking Or Exclamation Birthmarks For Quality Time Self-DeificationNever Had A Single Fantasy That I Could Dream As Close To You, As You've Ever Opened Up To Me; Wherefore, We Roam The World Completely Ignorant And Apart, Thereby Feeding The Perfect Vacuum Of Our Emotions From One To The OtherDance Of Wounded Butterflies On The Losing Side Of The FenceI Feel Like A Stranger In A Strange Land, And I Walk Like A Duck, Though I'm A Hunter; You Know The Reason I Can Hardly Walk, So Don't Get Your Eyes Through The Hole In The Door! You Want To Be Next To Something, Ah? Then Become A Satellite City In The Wild!There Are Not Enough Pearls In The Sea, But There Are More Than Enough Of Orchid Children Who Are Made To Be Miserable, Getting Nowhere With Their Lives Because Of Their Indecent NurtureThe Raw Passion Inside Of Me Faded For A While Due To Bandcamp's Evil Tax Decree, Which Sets On Empty Hearts Like An Arabian Night In The Islamic State, Symbolizing Capitalism's Human Sacrifice; But Unlike Them Greedy Monsters, I Won't Fade With The Morning, After The Sun Sets Forever Into The AbyssThe Heavy Toll Of Over-Sought EstrangementI'm Dying For Moments, I'm Living For Moments, Everything I Want Is Trapped Within One Unforgettable Moment; You Can Live In A World Filled With Books Or In A World Of Wonderful Landscapes, But Unless You Experience The Moment In You, You Won't Be As Alive I Am, So Don't Pretend To Be!The Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​​​​​​.​​​​​​12I Don't Know More Coherently Than Vladimir Putin What My Ultimate Goal Is, And Like Russia's Netherworld Denizens, You Don't Know Either, Although You Follow Me As If I Were Der Rattenfänger von HamelnReal-Life Accounts Of Impeccable Disappointments And Over-The-Edge BraveryDrowning In The Sweet Water Of Sacrilegious PrayerStepping Closer To Comprehending That No Hope Is PermanentHieronymus Bosch's Belated Revenge Comes On Like Thunder And Shakes Us AsunderI Can See You Losing The Rat Race, I Can Hear The Silent Word You're Trying To Say And The Restless Wind Chases Your Fears Away; Sometimes I Feel So Lonesome I Wish I Was A Gulliver, Who Travels Into The Remote Nations Of The World; And I Wish I Hadn't Ashamed Myself Of The Pain We Feel When We FailWatching Falling Atoms Surrounded By Parasite Galaxies, I Know The Angels Cannot Sing Anymore And It's Too Late To Turn Back Time And Stop This Race To Annihilation; Yet, I Don't Wish To Be Another Statistic In The Universe's Satanic Verses, So What Do I Do Now, Oh Lucifer?My Day Job Pays Me Close To Nothing, So Don't Let Me Get Lost In This Blasphemous Chaos All Around Me; And When It's Tenebrous Again, We Still Prefer The Pseudo-Beauty Of Zombifying Influencers And Spiritually-Anorexic Models Over The Beauty Of Mind-Expanding Artworks And Holy Shrines Like BandcampThe First Stars Form A Picture By Accident, The Falling Snowfall Captures Our Soul And Forms A Fleeting Taste Of Paradise, But Then The Story Unfolds; I Don't Know Why It Happened, I Just Know It Looked Like Fun To Get Hit By Lightning, But We Never Had A Chance Cuz We Broke Loose Like MarionettesWhy Couldn't We Save Brother Vincent? The Notorious Myth Of Vincent van Gogh Through The Eyelids Of Those Who Celebrate His Imperfect LegacySometimes It's Hard To Know Just When You've Had Enough... I Promise That I WIll Walk On The Water Like Jesus Did To The Safe Shore When I'm Old, But The Deepest Fears Have Already Rooted Inside Me, So That I'm Not So Sure I Can Differentiate Where I Start And They End!As Our Dying World Strips Off Its Coal Fire, I Can See My Life Begin To Shape In The Form Of Your Nightmares, And As Time Goes By Faster, I'll Know My Worth Is Written In The Chronicles Of Your Long-Forgotten DestinyIf We Were Made Of Pure Poison, Then I'd Know That The Rain Will Somehow Bring You Back, But I Don't Quite Know Whether The Darkness Is A Game You Play Or Is This Just A Song To Be Cried About?There Is Nothing Left For You To Lose Except Your Good Name And The Future Possibility Of Happily Merging With The Glow Of Midnight SirensIt's Childish To Think That We Can Control The Circumstances Of Our Lives; In Fact, It's Not So Childish, As It Is Perhaps Violent; I See My Past After I've Been By Your Side For Much Too Long, So Tell Me Please: Do You Think It's Due To My Hyper-Empathy That You Can't See Me For The Way I Feel?The Kung​-​Fu Mandala Series: The World Is Arcane Tonight, Like A Light From NowhereThe Kung​-​Fu Mandala Series: Would You Still Love Me As The Pale Moon Is Falling Down Into The Distance Of Unbreakable Trust?The Mute Mandala Series: Say Your Prayers For The Healing To Take HoldThe Mute Mandala Series: The Afterglow Of Amalgamation Still ShinesThe Mute Mandala Series: Embody Godless Children Before The Devil DoesThe Kung-Fu Mandala Series: Metamorphose The Guilty Conscience Of A Victim To A Pure Heartfelt Prayer To The Goddess Of All Which Is Holy In This World And BeyondThe Mute Mandala Series: Shine Like The Petals Of The MoonI Keep Getting Flashes Of Splendor And Might From Your Eyes And I Wonder If It's Something In The Stars That Makes Me Feel So Mad... It All Comes Down To One Thing And One Thing Only: You're Like A Hypnotist, Who's Releasing My Woes And Worries Into OblivionI Love The Way Your Body Fits Like A Glove Into The Niche Of A RefugeeWhenever The Pain Of Forced Separation Hits Us Blind, We Become Helpless Like Rats In A Clean KitchenOvernight You'll Be The Ashes Of A Sinking ShipI'll Stand On This Wet And Accursed Ground, To Let All The Rain Escape My Bones, Just Like The River Did; I Came Here After All These Years To Find My Own Bible, To Prove Myself And Them All That These Badlands Can Host A Devil Like Me, Even After I've Fallen From Heaven As The Sun Of The MorningStill Dreaming Quite Often About The Unfulfilled Magnificence Of This WorldShould We Call It Art Or Unscheduled Post-Abrupt Moments In Time?The Heroes Of The Past Had Hopeless Schemes For The Future Of Mankind, But Boy Were They Wrong About The Phantasmagoric Degradation Our Species Will Face By 2022; So Much So That Even The 72 Virgins Promised By Islam Cannot Level All Our Inhibitions; Stay A UFO Because The Alternative Is Much Worse!The Darkest Guru's Funeral Doom Drones Vol​.​3This Last Echo Is His, Known As The Altar Of Scientia aka The Young Anti-Messiah, He's Everything The Spiritual Teachers' Establishment Has Been Afraid OfProphecies Of AnticipationLet The Comet Burn Out Of NowhereLipstick In Your Eyes Of Steel, Floating On The Winds Of Impeccable Stagnation; I Deserve To Be Loved Too, So Please Don't Make My Daddy Blue!Everywhere The Stars Are Shining, In The Future And The Past Alike, Don't Think For A Second They Are Moving, They're In Fact Just Lifeless Walls To A Surreptitious World Within A WorldSummertime Feels Like A New December DawnBefore I Start To Fall, I Travelled In Time To When Creation Had Begun; Why Are We Praying To Higher Forces If Time Stops To Tick When We Sleep? And When Love Rules The World, Will The World Ever End?I Don't Really Care If You Walked On Both Of Your Eyelids! In The Beginning, God Couldn't Love Me And I Couldn't See Where All Your Cowboys Went Their Lone Mile, They'd Walk A Thousand Miles To Sing The Night Through; Give Me Reasons To Believe That This Massacre Of Innocents Never HappenedThe Fable Of The Fatal Consequences Of Impious And Shortsighted ConsumerismA Bit More Nebulous Than Your Average Joe, I Need A Miracle To Survive The Apocalypse Of Mute Ignorance And Frighteningly Spreading Tomfoolery; Just When I Thought I'd Lost Y'all, I See The Light Of Day Again, And I'm Back On My Feet, As Far Away As Possible From Spam, Bootlicking And Social MediaThere'll Be No Peace When I'm Gone! I Told Myself I Had To Let Go Right Now, But Only If I Will Be Remembered As A Hero; I Believe I'll Be Saved Through The Many Prayers That We Used To Share When We Were Younger, But I Then Forgot Them Altogether And Replaced Them With The Satanic Verses...Wild Winds Are Howling Like Hungry Coyotes, And I Remember Every Single Day When I Was A Child Soldier With No Guts, Whose Blood Mixed With Thunder; It's A Long Way From Here, Wild Winds No Longer Howl, And My Blood Is Now Mixed With Passion, Passion And Life; I Am A Child Soldier Set Free!The Poor In Spirit Are Surviving In A Continuous Chain Reaction Of Uninspired Weakness, Although Residing In Some Of The Most Beautiful Places On The PlanetSo Here We Go, Walking Out On Our Lives, Living In Shadows We'll Never See Again; It's Already Way Past The Minute. It's Way Past The Moment To Return To Normalcy; I Want To Walk In A Different Direction, Thinking Back To My Life And My Mistakes; All Goes Wrong Forever Through The Same Old Door...Just A Moment Of Peaceful Reflection Of The Quiet That Humanity Had Grown In The Twinkling Of An EyeA Man Lost In Space, Waits On The Road And His Dreams Are Fading Fast, His Hair Is Long And His Face Is Timid; But When His Eye Is On The Road And He Sees The Light, He Comes Here Like A King At Night, And When He's In The Zone, He's The Master Of The UniverseWe've All Got To Live With Our Mistakes And The Scars They HealForced To Believe That Watered Down Happiness Is Best For YouThere's No Hope In Men, Just Like There's No Hope In The Denazification Of Masculine Ego Or Putin's Macho DoctrineThere's Nothing We Can Do But To Stand In This Living Room And Wonder - What Our Lives Were Like If... It Only Takes One Voice, One Vote, To Save Our Nation That's In Trouble; And If We Fail To, Then The Blood We'll Be On Our Hands; Just A Heartbeat Away From Paradise, History Will Judge Us Harshly!Now We're Standing In Our New Microcosmos, We Just Walk In Circles, It's One Thing If We Make The Same Mistakes Every Day; We Get Burned, And Then We Get Full Of Fire... Sometimes I Wanna Take A Knife And Cut Until I Blackout; To Love Is The Gravest Sin...Don't Even Need To Know The Rules To Dance A Tango With The WindI'm Not Trying To Give You A Second Of Time With Your FantasyWe're All Victims Of Our Own Success, Yet Every Night A Million People Build Walls Around Their Fears All Over AgainThe Only Time I Hear That You Want A New Life Is When Your Hands Are Like Papercut Blood Vessels; I Guess It's About Time You Find A New Face And Another Skin To Blend InWhen I'm With You, I Find A Place Where I Can Lie And Wonder Twice Before I Growl, And Like I Said, Where I Love You The Best Is In Your Arms, And Where I Love You The Most Is In The White Shadows Of The Dark Night; With Every New Dawn, I Shall Take You On A Ride Onto The Innermost Secrets Of LoveLife Is Oftentimes A Zero-Sum Chess Game, Wherein If You're Not Ready To Step On Bodies, You Better Drift Off To Focus On Enriching The Inner Layers Of Your ExistenceI Don't Need Somebody Cold, I Need Someone To Hold At The Bridge In The Night, The Bridge In The Night Where The Still Wind Blows UptightThe Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​​​​​​.​​​​​​11I See No Evil In Making You A Victim; You Can Kiss The Shadows Out Of Your Face, And Look For The Dreary Rainbows After FermentationThe Life We Have Is Hidden In The Lies Between The Covers; Articulate Hymns To Not Be Born Again As A Homo SapiensWisdom Teeth
by Samaneri Jayasara & Wings of an AngelYou Know Everybody Dies Upon A Bed Of Roots... Who Can Resist The Place No One Ever Succeeded Escaping?I'm Holding Up The Sky In The Vast Desert, Where I've Met A Buddhist Reincarnation Of A Tulku, Wearing The Transient Form Of A Goat; She's Like A Miraculous Stranger Who Becomes A Tree In The Oasis Or Some Old Rugged Stone, Upon Giving Up All Past, Present And Future Earthly DesiresRemembrance Is Lost Without TomorrowWhen I'm Looking In Your Eyes, I Know You Must Be BlindThis Is My Tale And My Book Of Lies That I'm No Longer Giving You For FreeWhen The Night Is Cold, All I Can See Are Gauzy Clouds Of Light; The Horizon Is Thin And The Future Looks Dim; I Better Realize Sooner Than Later That My Incorrigible Mistake Must Undo; I Can Still Save The World From MyselfI Couldn't Do That, Yet I Don't Think You Understand That I Basically Had Nothing To Lose; But With All This Cosmic Disorientation, I Don't Think It's Fair To Remind Me Of That Monotonous Music You Play; Really, All I Need Is The Chance To Make Me Run To You And Chase Your Unholy Demons AwayExhausting DrowningsPetty Ballads For No More Cold Ashes BelowAfraid Of Conscious DimensionsIt's Just A Figment Of My Imagination To Paint The Same Faded Lines; I Won't Let It Happen To Me, But I'm Not A Hero - I'm A Fool! It's Just My Imagination, My Hands Are Tied And My Heart Is Free - But This Isn't Me; And I Don't Know Just Where To Begin, I'm Fearless Like Expired WineLet's Talk My Friends, So I Could Tell You In My Most Uncertain Hour That There Is Never Any Right Or Wrong, So You Better Stay Safe At Sea, Like A River On A Chain Of River WasteI'll Kiss The Ground Before I Even Awake For The First TimeI'm Interested In The Art Of Flight, In Formation On The Moon, I Look At The Earth From A Height Distance, And I Sense A Passion Deep Inside; People Think That We're Masses Of Sand, But I Know The Truth, That We're Suntan Ants Without Prospective Self-ConsciousnessJudge Barthorne And The Infamous Viet Trash CourtIn This Hedonistic Society, Where Everything Precious And Shallow Alike Is Readily-Won-And-Readily-Lost, The Natural Habitat For Saints Is The GraveyardI'd Give Anything To Avoid The Verdict Of Death, Because The Moot Status Of Death Nullifies Every Single Experience Accumulated In This Squeamish Human FormFather Nightingale, Drinking Whiskey In The Rain, Like The Water Tower Preacher Who Took A Walk Out Across The Ocean; He Needs A Thousand More Oceans To Swallow Before He Finds His Egalitarian GodIt Would Be Easier If We Had Never Met And All The Meaning In Life Wouldn't Be Found In Either Of UsI Was Born An Angel In The Days Of Old Diogenes The Cynic, Who Had An Imaginary Baby Named La Luna; She And I Would Talk About The Moon And Everything Still, Leaving Behind Our Past Lives As Spirit Animals For An Unrealized Alien IntelligenceDon't You See We Gotta Make A Chance For Everyone To Come Alive?A Sudden Memory Of The Saddest Reality Show We've Ever Been Aware OfI Can Tell You By My Scars That I Had No Alibi To Keep Lying Alone In The Darkness Yet Keep Calling It Home With A Melodramatic Tone Of Eternal SensationalismIn The Frame Of An Old Skyline Waltz, We Shall Take A Walk Through The Ruins Of America, As Light Starts Creeping Around Into A Vast Field Of Dust And DirtI've Been Searching You For A Million Miles, Far Beyond And Far Behind, And If Your Life's The Same As Mine, Let's Leave Our Young Love Child In The Hands Of Father TimeInhale The Toxic Substance Of A Lethargic Dream And Its ZeitgeistNever In My Entire Life Have I Felt So Safe Ailing You With A Pulsa diNura RitualThe Irredeemable Language Of Uncontrollable Pre-Human FantasiesI Miss You In A Moment Of Silence With The Sound Of My NameAdoration Is The Devil In Your EyesYou Are Turning Into A Cold Desert When The Sun Burns Away Our Scorpionic SeedsI'm Still A Lethargic Denizen Of The Liberal-Capitalist Globalist Matrix, Yet I'm Also Bigger Than Life With A Fine Taste For Insurrectional Hurt, Pain And Loneliness; Believe Me When I Say That I Don't Wanna Sleep Around All Night Long With My Arms Up In Your Venous Ding-DongI Was Born In The Eighties, Remember? You Might Be Older Now, As We Hang On Through The Night Like Locusts, Our Bodies Meet, And So I Can't Wrestle Heavy Drinks From The Pain, But I'd Die If I Ever Think About The Future, You Know I Could Be Happy Back In The Day, But Only If You Were My FriendConsequences Of Uncontrolled TomfooleryI Used To Be A Starlet But Now Perhaps It's Best If I Stay Silent And Just Follow All The Good Shepherds Of The World's Greatest Religions, Because Your Preordained Love Stains Got Me Feeling Like A Big Man In A Low Down WayWe Both Believed In Distorting Belief Systematically, But All We Had To Do Was Stuck In A Funk; We Agreed On A Crime And We Said It's Too Late To Call It Quits, Now We're Both Guilty, Now We're Both Innocent, So Why Don't We Just Say A Prayer To The Analog Godhead Of Guantanamo Bay Detention Camp?I Believe In You And You Give Me A Reason To Try, And If You Come Back Again, You'll Be Leaving Me Blue Since You're The Only One Who's Changed That Much After All These YearsDeeper Than The Initial Promise Of LuckYou Can't Leave Because There Ain't Enough Stars, There Ain't Enough Blue, There Ain't Enough Of Us Two! Two Eyes And Two Eyes Alone Can Love Unconditionally In The Autistic Meta-Reality Of The Eternal (Or Rather Infernal) SkiesJust Like A Whisper In A Mist Is All That I Know Of You, Oh Soulmate; You Won't Leave Me Drifting Away If There's No One Around, Would You? Everything I've Imagined Lately Comes Directly From You...We Carry In Our Ramshackle Hearts All The Rights Reserved, And The Crown, And The Truth That Is The Song; We're Still Able To Find Shimmers Of Noble Faith Here And There, Yet For Some Unknown Reason, We Always Wind Up In A World That's Not OursTo Understand The Underlying Premise Of The Taliban, You Must Comprehend The Fact That A Lot Of People Essentially Remain Human And Don't Become Gods Because Sooner Than Later They Have Enough Of The UnknownThis Road We Travel Could Be Our Last; We Will Come Crawling Home For The Lastest Goodbye We Will Ever Know, We Will Then Carry Off The Dead Leaves, Oh Please Don't Hide The Keys, Before We Run And Hide; Then, When That Pernicious Stranger Pulls In Our Driveway, We'll Hide What We Know When It BitesTo Ascertain A Secure Movement Of The Course Of Time, We Must Waive Step By Step, Crowd To No One, Onto The Most Populous Precepts & Drops Of Blood That Necessarily Appear Less Extraordinary Than The Reasonable Soul; Which Doesn't Seek Methods Of Doubt & Inconstancy In Comparison To A Heavenly BeingFeeling Empty Without A Passport To The Sacred LandAnd Now That The Moon Has Left The Light, I'm Like A Dumb Drummer With A Screaming MatchCalculate How Much Time You Have Left To LiveClandestine Religious Ingredients Of The Vanished Holiness In Our WorldEerie Parasitical ImpulsesDraconian Fables On How To Sacrifice Your DemonsHow Is It Possible To Jail The Highest And Most Frightening Ideas Within The Tiny Space Of An Album Title?Build An Altar To Host The Phantoms Who Are Escaping From The Sugar Coated Heaven Of Your Bleeding HeartIn A World Where It's Adorable To Employ Ignorance, We Would Always Be Dependent And Endeavoring To Difficulty; If, However, An Intelligent Machine Like Your Computer Contains Nothing Certain, It Would Mean That True Confidence Exists, And So Does Liberty For All Emotionally Damaged GeniusesCrystalline Coldness Of Bygone DaysBeginning Of The WorldAll The Peacemakers Whom I Am Familiar With Specialize In Hallucinatory Automanipulations And Over The Course Of Time Become Vigilantes, So Do Not Ever Belittle The Burdensome Presumptions Regarding Cult LeadersEstablishing A Top Secret Intelligence Unit Whose Primary Task Is Finding Zero-Day Exploits In The Vulnerable Human PsycheFracturing Transparent Nerve EndingsSome Dormanting And Some Dominating Sceneries From Wings of an Angel's Constantly Evolving Book Of DyingHer Name Is Melancholia And She Was The Cosmos In My Dying Heart, Like An Antique Spell Of Unrequited HappinessAre You A Nuclear Goddess Or A Golden Samurai?Visit Palestine To Participate In The Messiah Exchange ProgramFacing Extinction Due To Artificial LightLiving In Fear Of The World Is Cruel And Inhumane, Unless You Get A Vaccination From Overt CynicismMunchausen By ProxyBuy Me More Poisoned Candy: Orchestral Drones For Classic Predators Vol​.​2Unforgettable Dreams Regarding The Truth About HumilityProduction Of Euphoric Nightmares By The Dark Wisdom OrganizationPain Won't Take Me Alive, But Other Dilatant Qualities Sans Power WillRunning Out Of Precious Secrets To Tell Classmates On My BirthdayAvoid Living In A Decadent World That Suffers From A Complete Lack Of New StoriesLamps To Dispel Darkness: Wisdom Of The Great Spiritual Masters
by Samaneri Jayasara & Wings of an AngelOpen Your Door To Evolved Magicians Of Enlightenment Instead Of Opening It To Couriers Of Illegal SubstancesFinding Balance Is A Party Without EntertainmentPerhaps Our Wishes Can Be Kind Of A Turn On If We Can Just Take One Step Back In TimeAmorphic Concepts Can Often Be Transcendent In A Non-Figurative Sense; Hence, Is Wings Of An Angel An Automated Music Generator Or A 100-Strong Collective?The Highways Of Captivity Rarely Guarantee SafetyFarewell Darshan From The Madness Of Rationality And MaterialismDizzy And UneasyAttractive ComorbidityResynthesis Of Your Early Onset EuphoriaIf You Are Questioning Superstitions, You Are Obviously Unaware Of How They Benefit Our Insecure Well BeingSonorous ImpromptuDisturbing Thoughts Are Uninvited Caresses From HappinessSafe Astral DronesIn Every Metaclysmic Utopia, The Name Of The Game Is Hang The Saint Or At Least Build Decent Gulags For The Welfare Of Batshit Crazy Prophets And Semi-Revolutionary PoetsDeceive The SerpentIf You Seek To Become A Holy Man, There's Only One Possibility And That Is To Lose Everything; Remember That Between A Prison Cell And A Hero There's A Master Who Teaches That All Brave Men Must Get Pregnant To Feel What It Means To Create A Life In Order To Avoid Taking ThemThe Two Things You Need In Order To Get Into Heaven Are A Grave And To Gaze Into SpaceDefeat SalvationPrimal Needs Are Not Supposed To Suck The Life Out Of Your TearsThe Threatening Bliss Of An Aloof Hibernal SpoofGoing To Work Every Day Is Not Advisable... However, Sleeping Your Life Away In An Abandoned Cavern Is A Much Better Solution To All Our Existential ProblemsAncient MythsExterminate Nonsensical PredatorsOrgasmically Transcendent Drones To Give Birth ToWhoever Is Written To Wear A Yoke Is A Bull, A Bull Gets Whipped, But Whoever Loves Freedom By His Very Nature Is Always Free, No Matter The CircumstancesYour Human Form, Endowed With Precious Freedoms And Advantages Is The Most Difficult To Find; Yet, This Form Of Human Flesh, This Mere Illusion Of A Dwelling Place, How Can It Not Decay And Be Destroyed?
by Samaneri Jayasara & Wings of an AngelAll Titles Are Utter Nonsense For Overly Self Indulgent LamersConspiracy Theorists Will Trigger Your Deepest Fears And Sell You Abstract Lies, But I As A Responsible Scientist Call You To Vaccinate Yourself And Your Loved Ones, Otherwise Go Lick Virus-Infested Bus PolesSystematic Intolerance For Spacial JokesAction PetalEmbrace Your HeartOut-Of-Body Orgasms Unroll When We Learn To Poison Our DreamsLife Templates And Gateways To A Higher Level Of VibrationThe Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​​​​​​.​​​​​​10Blame The Pain Of Infinite Sadness, That Shall Forever Remain The Guardian, But Not The EmpireLeave The Cliché World You Were Born To Without A Choice, To Become A Whole New World In ItselfCut Through ConcentrationGuided Drone Meditation From The First Moment Of Birth To The Much Sought For Rebirth As A Divine EntityIn Our Kali Yuga Era, Too Many Servants Who Become Kings And Queens For A Day, Demonstrate How Godless Fools Play The Role Of Infidel Gods Without Reflectively Comprehending Their Own SqualorEvery Creature Is A Jewel Of Dharma In A Genuinely Divine CreationEphemeral God-BodyCall The Emergency Hotline Before You Surrender To Combating Extracurricular Bodies With Solar SmokeYou May As Well Keep On Running From Your Worst Enemy, Which Is YourselfLooking At The World From Within A Veil Of Lackadaisical EmptinessFree Yourself From The Curse Of FreedomWe're The Lively Toys Of Transhuman GnomesThe Fantastic Mysteries Of Human TouchThe Zero Point Energy Of Artificially Induced Altered States Of ConsciousnessCivilization Of OneWhoever Has Already Been Born, Cannot Become A GodSleep MagicIf Everybody Had At Least One Personal Holocaust, Then We Would Have Been Much More Tolerant One Towards Another's FragilityYour Music Makes Me Cry And I Swim In It Like A Juggler On A Thin Rope; All The Stress And Fear Of Losing The Single Soul In Me That Seeks A Savior, Fades Thru The Notes And Saves Me From The Shallow Waters. This Is Certainly Not A Title, But An Emotion, Which Paints Your Music With Intimate ColorsDon't Enter Before You're Ready To CommitWonderful DiaphanousEverything Difficult Must Disappear ForeverPrāṇāyāmaYou Don't Need To Have A Social Status To LiveOutsourcing Any Fractures You May Have In Your SoulAs Much As We May Try Not To Engage In Adharma, Life Is Full Of Tough Choices And Sometimes You Act To The Best Of Your Understanding, But Still Fail To Maintain Dharmic Principles And Ethics In Your DeedsYou Are The Only God You Will Ever NeedBuy Me More Poisoned Candy: Orchestral Drones For Classic Predators Vol.1A Dead Man's Dream Is A Troubled Place To Be, Especially In The Intermediate Beyond; When A Dream Is In Doubt, Take A Chance And Turn Your Heart AroundGet Rid Of Your Dumbphone AddictionNobody Is A Lost CauseCognition Alone Doesn't Promise Welfare And Life SatisfactionHumanize ScienceThe Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​​​​​​.​​​​​​9It's Dangerous To Try To Be Happy Or Enjoy The Ambition Of The Freedom Of ExpressionThe Best Siddhi Is Having No Special Powers At AllEarth AquariumThe Numerous Qualities Of LyingLet Coronavirus Win Because We Are The Real Virus In This EcosystemSilent, Secret And SeriousImprove Your Health By HalfThe New Age Of Spiritual Drone MusicProgressive Revelations Of An Insignificant MysticPoverty, Similarly To Opulence, Is Not Measured By The Scarcity Or Superfluity Of Material Goods Or Instrumental Wealth, But By The Nobility Of One's Spirit Or Lack ThereofCharisma Is Measured By The Amount Of Good Deeds One Does, Not By How Many Times One Screams And Forces Him/Herself On YouA Mandatory Lesson In HumilityWhat Really Lies Behind Your White LiesFading Illusionary MultidimensionalityAchievement Oriented Lifestyles Outgrow The Particular Conditions Needed For Self-AbsorptionOne Day And One Night Of A Man Stuck In The 90sWe Always Want More Than We Can HaveEven In The Deepest Darkness, Flowers Do Grow Out Of The VoidHe Who Had Been Lost Once, Is Doomed To Revolve Around His Own Persona Non Grata ForeverArtificial SacrificeDemanding Affiliation To Not A Single CasteRoof Of The WorldCherish Those Little Moments Of Ephemeral TogethernessNever Sail Too Far Away From The Heart Of The MatterAlerassa (The Ancient Goddess Of Nihility)A Professorship In The Sciences Of Indefinite DreamingThe Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​​​​​​.​​​​​​8Far Advanced Celestial Fire In Our Transient BodyTo Raise Your Low Self-Esteem, You Must Fight Your Demons In The WildernessBe Absolutely Indifferent To Everything Around YouThe Intuitive Sainthood Of The Common LaymanSilence Is ViolenceSurvive The Imperative Inscenation Of Your LifeWhat Kind Of Devil Are You Today?Provocative Devotion To A Greedy Human GodSpiritual RelocationDon't Live A Life Of Harsh Tangible SatisfactionsMake This World BetterThe Shimmering Blade Of Your AntagonistAppreciate The Hard Work Of OthersCome Out Of NowhereUnavailable For The Next Lifetime Or SoThings To Do To Avoid The BluesRefresh Your Deluded ChakrasHaunted Cheesecake CrusadeEmancipation Is A Form Of Self-ImmolationThe Bleeding Biology Of Our Self-Absorbed TechnologyThe Grand Illusion Of Conscious CavitiesTo Find Love Is Like Finding GodThrilling Austerities For Self-Governed MortalsStill Hiding In Spite Of Accountable Evidences Of An Active ImaginationThe Sandprints Of Our Spiritually Dead CivilizationAll Extracurricular Formations Are AgreeableVersus TraditionWe Are The Recycled Air We BreatheHalloweenComatose TranceEndlessness Is Not An End In ItselfBodhisattvasRelive Your Most Reflective Everlasting DreamNow I Do Not Know Whether I Am A Man Dreaming I Was A Butterfly, Or Whether I Am Now A Butterfly, Dreaming I Am A ManDecide To Take A Deeper Breath To Expose Your Most Revealing PlaceNowhere Could I Find The Lost Artifacts Of My Sense Of BelongingThe Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​​​​​.​​​​​7We Don't Need Another Queen Of England, We Need A Sado-Queen To Help Us Become More VulnerableGifts I've Collected Amidst The PandemicSophisticated Body Language Mimics Metaphysical ResilienceEngrossing Fragments Of Elegant Post-ClassicismThe Grand Delusion Of DelightReturn To The First Moment When You Chose To Be YouAfterthoughts Devoided Of Fanfares And Mystically Converted LoopholesTame A NinjaForests Are Our Precious Friends That Love Us UnconditionallyThe Healing Feeling Of Walking Aimlessly Through The Dense Auras Of Subterranean Parking LotsImitate What You Don't Know About The WorldGetting Better At Counting The RainSought After SuperpowersHindrance To Self-ReconciliationDon't Get Triggered AgainThe New Book Of The Dead: What Happens After Successful Martyrdom?Conquer Your Mutilating Fear Of YourselfAspirations Of A Novice PractitionerAgniBeautiful Bodies Just Like Allegedly Beautiful Concepts Are Nothing More Than Porcelain Desktops For Your Chic IdeologiesChupacabraEmotional IntelligenceConsiderate Guess On Who's Going To Be The Next MartyrGenerating Spiritual MovementEach Life Journey Necessarily Resembles A Snake-Like Serpentine, So Don't Try To Trick Your Karma As There Are No Easy Shortcuts AheadWe're The Children Of Viruses, As We Continue To Undergo Replication, Some Of Us Even Experience PasteurizationObjectify The Love You Couldn’t Share In Our Previous Lifetime (An Ambient Funeral Doom Fairytale About Unattainable Or Unrequited Love Which Becomes In-Due-Time A Black Hole In The Protagonist's Haunted Psychic Forest)The Golden Cage Of TraditionToo Many People Hold Opinions About Someone Else's Supposedly Bad Conscience As A Metaphor For Their Own ArroganceI Smoke The Unseen Body Partitions Of All You Who Live Inside The CaudexThe Insensate Monsters We Are Without Self-ReflectionAmbient Isn't A Genre, It's A Lifestyle Of Slowing Oneself Down, Until You Become That Single Unrecoverable Atom That Once Was The Potential For Conscious LifeNewborn TantraFallen Angels In SkyscrapersThe Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​​​​​.​​​​​6Forced To Stay With A Dry Cry And Unbearable Letters In My Head, Which I've Never Really WrittenSeeing The Other Side Of Love Under The Influence Of Poisoned MushroomsSay No To Psychic VampiresWomba: Live From An Ambient Nature PartyThe Darkest Guru's Funeral Doom Drones Vol​.​2The Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​​​​.​​​​5We Mustn't Consent To Live Homogeneously Without Differences In Color, Gender And Sexual Orientation - Because Variance Makes This World So BeautifulCreating Remarkably Experimental Mental Illness Capabilities For A Future Space RaceDelightful Institutional DeformationsInsomnia Can Be Healing If You Work It Out RightDon't Turn Off The Last Light Source In The BuildingBlind TrialsPlaying Your Best RoleThe Soul Is A Counterbalance Of The Counter-Intersectionality Of ProbabilityPromises Of Quiet Winters In The Solitude Of A Faraway Russian VillageThe Futuristic AI CityStop All External NoiseLook For The Best View Within Yourself Before You Give Up On Your Unique Individuality And Become A Blue-Collar CloneSeeking Human KindnessCool Down Your TemperNaturally Induced ComaRendering Fractal Drones On Your SmartphoneThe Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​​​.​​​4Failed To Revive Mother Nature's Forward-Thinking ZombiesOpen The Curtain To Your Tentative LifetimeA Fool Is The Pupil Who Gives His Donkey His Chin For He Will Get BreadHumanitarian DjellabaThe Darkest Guru's Funeral Doom Drones Vol.1The Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​​.​​3Morning WoodLie Awake With Your Beloved Dog At StakeThe Right Confidence Is Called Non-Voluntary TruthA More Or Less Low-Key Feeling Of Bittersweet MelancholiaDreamboatSurrender Hollow, Hollow LovebirdHigh SpiritsPerforming An Avant-Garde Ballet Based On The Vague Memories Of My BirthSee Nothing Except The ApprehendedThe Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol​.​2Put The Identity Tag On Your Sleeve FirstCreate Your Inner Child While Rediscovering Your Essence All Over AgainSurrender To EmptinessBelighted MurmurIntransigence In The Luggage WorldThe Zen Of Drone: Simply Beautiful Drone Poems Vol.1Dharma DanceDon't Try To Stop The Spread Of False Information: The Incredibly Mind-Boggling Narrative Of The Deep-Fake Art MagisterColonize Space Before It Colonizes YouExploring Your Alien Shadow At The Danakil DesertLemon StardustNapalms Of LovesicknessLearning From Your Own Destiny Is Uncomfortable, Unless You Wear Special GlassesScared Little Human Travels To The End Of Time On The Back Of A Blight OrganismTraveling To Acquire Your Arrest OrderDistracting Bitten TailsYou Can Never Deny The Inbuilt Spiritual Attachment To The Place You Were Born At, Therefore Immigration Is Merely An Artificial Mirage Created By Circumstances Beyond Your Control; For Your Soul Dies Not At Your Burial Grounds, But Where It Belongs, That Is The Location Of Its Formation Into BeingTracheotomizing Rival KabbalistsNobody’s SeagullHereditary Modifications And Infinitely Complex BeastsIt's Haunting To Ponder How Many Worlds Like Ours Existed, Exist And Will Exist While The Human Body Wins Over Its Conscious AdministrationExtinction Of ConsciousnessShimmering Perception Of ConnectionJust As Fairytales Are The Failures Of Reality, An Open Mind Can Be As Pretty As A Lie For The MassesArchipelagoThe Collector Of MemoriesInterstellar Foreign CareExtraterrestrial AlmshouseBullet-Headed DeityShinjeretAs If We Had Discovered Yesterday That The Earth Is Round And Have Not Yet Discovered That Water Is Seeping Into The RockAny Object Can Exist In Any Space Without Any Interest, Resistible To Betrayal By The Origin Of CertaintyThe Weirder You Become, The More Intrinsic Value You Have For Villain GodsThe Admission Price Is An AppleSeparate SenseHoney, Darkness Cannot Prevail Unless You Nurture It WellSuicide Of An African RimbaudFear Is Dear To Whoever Is NearNarcissist NarcissusIn My Castle's DarkroomParallel Continuum Of The Coincidence Of UniformityAscending Stages To Becoming A Spiritual BeingEmerging SageChoose A Guru With A Life Outside The Scope Of Spirituality, Not Someone Who Has No Awareness Of Your Own Inevitable MortalityAn Obvious Paradox Distancing Oneself From Unobserved DreamsIstra Balagina Kish Kish KariaNature's MindfulnessLilliputian EcologyShutting The Measureless Gaps Between Memories' Everlasting Matter And The Inherent Spirituality Of Nostalgic LongingsIncognito TherapyCelestial MeringueForbidden For HitchhikersBeing Friends With Anybody Other Than Yourself May Often Feel Like Selling Out For The Lowest PrizeImmersing Oneself Into A Trance Induced By Drones Is The Ancient Ritual Of Self-Healing Via Transpersonal Introspection, Bypassing The Intellect And SelfhoodDark Artists Only Draw Foolproof Caricatures Of The Nonsensical Utopian Hell They Selfishly Envision, Hence, To Stay Focused On The Diligent Path Of Self-Improvement, You Mustn't Fall Into The Bloody Vicious Circle Of Their Addicting Phantom MagicKamakuraA Feeling Is A Pain Killer In Its Own WayNurtured Umber Blueberries ("When You Are In A West End Town In A Dead End World")Expiring NightshadesChaotic Nihilism Is How This Deep State Universe Operates Underneath The Layers Of Apparent Self-FunctionalityKiller InstinctIn Conjunction With Natural Premises Of Trivial GrandeurHumanity Is An Attempt To Construct Order Out Of The Trauma Of Physical SpaceI Am Possessed To Create My BestDeny Everything But Beauty From Entering Your Body-Mind-And-SoulIf You Profit On Your Role Models, Make Sure You Don't Have Faith In DemonsHow Can We Make Peace With Those Who Claim To Love Death More Than Life; The Only Solution Is Launching A Campaign For An All-Embracing Love Jihad!Social Justice Will Save Us From Global WarmingLuscious Secrets Of The SkyFixated TalismaniaShock Can Be Beautiful Like Your Eyes After An Eternal SleepDon't Let No One Stop Your Day From Being SpecialYou Don't Have To Understand Basic Math In Order To CareThe Only Method Of Which You Can Fully Become A Part Of Computer Learning Is Through HumanismJourney Into The Everything In NothingnessSociety Is A Nurse Floating On A River Of The Human HeartTemptation Could Have Offered Us More Than Her Demigod's FleshThe Fact That You're On The Right Side Of History, Doesn't Necessarily Mean That You're Not DiseasedFaith Is Our Attempt At Getting To The Bottom Of The Power Of Life On Earth, Too Bad We Fail Time After Time, Aeon After AeonHuman Thought Is Just A Discourse Between The Emptiness Of Physical Space And The Intrinsic Friction Of NothingnessConcerto De La LunaThat Instance When An Impotent Poet Discovers His TongueMonument Of DisambiguationSynchronize CompetitionSetting Is Melting In Afterlife PsychotherapyCaverns Of UnrecognitionJustice To Crooked Cyclones! Justice To Crotched Foreclosures!Fans<>SurvivorsCome Dance With The Light Of The MasterThe Devil Situates Joyrides Now, So Beautifully Sleepy, So Profoundly Antipodal, Gliding Among Restrains And Trowels, Misquotations And Whacky Drinking Mollycoddles, Hence, Morph Your Jibing Astral Flesh Into Tears And Insurgent WindfallsThe One Thousand Dream Schemes Of Al-lātI Have Full Faith In The Strange Zany Lips You Paint On Your HeartMost Fair Earth To Dig Up High And Become A Mountain Or A Cabinetwork Clip, Drink These Cowsheds Off Without Washed Revolted FoalPractice Of DisappearanceBeing Righteous Automatically Makes You BetrayedI Make No Sublimation Claims As I Drag Royal Sweeteners And Cocky Rhinos To A Gunpoint Millpond Pit, Where Obligational Figs Meet The Cosmic Spider, You're Its Lyncher and PigskinTancrasBasic Dyes Are Separated In A Similar Way To How Thoughts Mix,So New & Beautiful Shades Are Created But They Diminish The Vital Boundary For The Person To Hold On To; That Very Sense Of Momentary Release Expresses Itself In Fear & Instability & As A Result Facilitates An Endless Quest For StabilityUructoKuragmineSiantiRutatrengHollow Flakes Crash So Silently On Rust-Saturated Walls, Mute Pain Penetrates Like A Blunt Knife, Bewitched By An Inexistent God And The Neurotic Melancholia Of Our Indispensable Fire WingsTo Sunbathe In Your Geisha's WellspringsDistortion Of ProportionFocus On The Gender Of EternityTemporal CaterpillarGhost And Spirit Stories Give Me A Bit Of Comfort In Knowing That There Is Something After This Life And That My Dearest Beloved Souls Are Doing Well In The Hereafter While They're Waiting For My Own Hourglass To Empty OffI Wish I Were An Unidentified Flying ObjectClassic Ambient Symphony For World PeaceThrough The Peacefulness Of Space SerenityMarriage CounteractsFull Of A Never Wavering Will For Further Earthly Births - With A Freedom From Pride, Passion, Put On The Helm Of Wisdom, Rent None, Scorn None; Rejoice Or Be A Noble Sage, Be My Lower Self, Freed From Whoever Ate His Abandoned Desires With The Majestic Potency Of All The Sadhus From The Kumbh MelaThe Medieval Master Art Mutant Is Creating A Clone In His ImageWalking Down The Street After A One Night Stand With The Shadow Of GodThe Steam Roller I Built For Grasshoppers Inside Sweeney Todd's Cutting Edge BarbershopDialogues Of Longing
by Wings of an Angel & Tziona AchishenaSoulless BeaconAcrimonious (An Ode To The Scent Of Unfulfilled Friendships)This Messianic Occupation Is My Personal FabricationYou Must Be Trippin'!If You Trust A Mystic, You Will Surely Become A Cystic StatisticDelusion Has Dispersed The Ego Whose Passions Are Transient And FormlessMoss-Roses-PincersNew HistoryRose Of The WindsDemonarchy PowerhouseI Explore You, Like You Explore MeThe Ambient Light WebListen To Other Music Because Ambient Is Not Timeless, Is It Now?Incubator For Your VibrationsMemory Displacement Of The Damaged Nazi GeneCardiac ArrestNovel ExploitationBirthright Worth BrightThe Matrix of Ignoramus Well-BeingRediscovering AmbientImagine Neither CaseIn Today's World, If You Aren't A Very Important Person To Begin With, You Are Labeled And Stigmatized As A Loser And Doomed To Be Irrelevant Like An Untitled Piece Of MusicBear LandCrane's-billNever Let The Things You Obey Get In The Way Of The Things You're Honest AboutYogini MotherErratic Patterns Of InspirationGuilty PleasureI Am An Innovator DictatorSelf Contemplating Self, All Breathing In All MindHostile WitnessA City Without Its Second-Largest MonumentTo The Uncaught Serial Killer Of HologramsThe Imaginary Songbook (Original Poetry By Wings of an Angel Ethereally Sung By A Fairy)
by Wings of an Angel & Tziona AchishenaEscape RoutesGothic Detoxification Of PalmyraWatch My Lifeblood With Your Naked Eye Or Swallow Ahmadinejad's Rocket DyeMisguided Poetic EntropyZirconiaIllustrating WanderingIn Light Of The Recent Worldwide Circumstances, There's No Spare Time To Waste On Listening To Amateur Music, You Definitely Owe Yourself To Buddha-ize Yourself With Holistic Drones, Approved By The FDAAtmospheric RelicsThe Archaic Darkroom RitualsIf You Are Dreaming About The Absolute, You Were Meant To Live For Things That No One Else Wants To Live For...With Cockiness Do I Warn World-Weary Deities, Teaching Myself In The Course To Be Courteously Carefree, Dee! Dee! Bridgewater! Biblical Mourning Verses, Hence, Proudly Project Anxious Molten Loops, So Don't Be Such A Simpleton, Let's Vote For An Earthly Workday Forever, Shall We?Substitute Dirt For Food: A Vegan PhantasmagoriaIn The Mists Of A Lighthouse I've Been RebornOdysseys Of An Idling Polar Sun (Musical Diary Of My Spiritual Journey To The Ukraine, Oct 2017)Soliciting Imposter ArtistsAs A King Without A Kingdom, I Must Finalize The Havoc I've Started Because Of Your Pretense, So While I'm Looking At The World Without Participating In It, Looking Past The Known And Explored History Of The Arts, My Message Is Don't Create Anything Unless It Will Become TimelessHope Dies LastA Costume Of DementiaDo Not Awake The Sleeping SimpletonRailroader Blooms With SteatopygiaPrepare For The Moment When The Ground Will Crash Under Your FeetThe Monster In Me Needs A Good Night's SleepLet’s Plan The Best Suicide Attempt For Western CivilizationIdealize The Solitary LifestyleInfinite Psychedelic ImaginationTimeworn Essence Of CommunicationHasten Your Next Thought To See A Soul In Statu NascendiWe're An Unexplored Universe In A Parallel Cosmic InfinityThe Idyllic Innocence Of Childhood That Lonesome Memories Coat With Mahogany SootEuthanasiaPresent Perfect ForeverThe Groping Shadows Of A Parasite God Soaking In Distant WatermarksThe Ambition Of A Colt Aligning Against ItselfAn Anthem For No Country But MyselfThe Outsider Mythology Of The World's Last Honest MysticGuilt, Eat Your Daily Dose Of White Meat!Cult Of PersonalityDon’t Trust The SunEccentric AddictionsShaolin Abbot Absent From The Old Tea HouseDelaying Spacial MirageJihadi NasheedsL'enfant TerribleReturn While One Prodigious Lightweight Proof Replaces The Brass In Your Docile InstrumentConviction Of ServitudeIrresistible Dream Induced ManiaA Spectacular Dawn Blinds My Eyes And Again I Stand On The Summit. Last Bow In Honor Of My Youth. How History Repeats Itself. And The Aches Of The Past Stab Me. The Disposable Events Of A Life That Cannot Rewind. I Remember My Childhood, Dreams That Are Too Far Away. Why Must It Be So Sad To Die?If You're Dead Bones – What Does It Change To You Whether You Are Known Or Not?After You Dump Me Into The Cold Grave, No Legacy Will Survive Past MeWorldview Collapses Like A River DamThe Translucent Veil Of Constrained SilencePause Play (Memoirs Of Russian Spiritual Landscapes, Aug 2016)The Year I Tried To Kill My LoveSad Songs For Happy OccasionsIndiligent Timeframes Of YesterdayBreak Down All Sane Language BarriersPhilistine Troubadour Forgot To Discover The WorldMind Is A Bright Dusk TracerAmygdala Binary ResetDecomposition Of All Frontal Lobe Activity Promotes Post-Violent ShantiNon-Attachment PolicyA Virgin Grim Reaper Reconstructs His Seventy Two Past LivesWhy Are We So Afraid Of Our Own Nakedness?The Unearthly Demagogue And His Amber Of SorrowsCabaret DictatorshipMy Sweetest Darkness (Or Why I Wear My Abstract Scapular When I Dance Zeibekiko)Benevolent Devil Enters A Peep Show Of Fallen AngelsTabula Rasa: Two Schizoid Episodes From A Life Never LivedMiss Universe Is Giving Birth To Manmade StupidityI Rent Out Deadbeat Jesters To Every FuneralThe Ero Guro Opera ReformatoryThis Paper Tiger Has Orphaned His Heart To LoveAn Eon Of Tranquil AlarmEmek Refaim (The Valley of Spirits)Who Is Incomprehensible?Crime SceneBiographic Self Deception Is Like A Wheel Of FortuneBirthday JazzRest In Peace (A Soundtrack For Irreversible Relaxation)The Bawdy Monkey Business Of Interactive InterconnectednessSurreal ReductionismThe Beautiful Secrets That I Will Take To The GraveLightworkers Are UsExcluded From The ArkGhosts Of My PastYour Dominatrix Had A Brain Transplant Under My KnivesThe Tall Tales That Sly Demons Whisper Around The Fire CampThe Magic Realism Of The End Of ArtThe Empty Bible Of The Psychonaughty PsychonautMombasa And The Beheaded TrajectoryIn This Morbid Dream, I Had A Direct Encounter With A Slow Motion Dissolution Into NonexistenceOur Forgotten Infinity And The Absolute ZeroRevenge Of The Less PowerfulWhat Has Remained: The Lost Teachings Of The AntithesisAmbiMagiaTwilight KaraokeHaven't Expressed My Feelings In Quite A WhileApocalyptic Love Poems For The End Of The WorldFrom The Dead Sea To ScythopolisHester PanimOn Borrowed Spiritual Time (A Minor Travelogue)TranscendenceIn My Darkest Dreams (night diary of a poète maudit in earthly exile)Noise AlbumsTaboo NeedleworkNāda YogaDisreputable HandkerchiefChoose A Random NumberPrincess Of The Nile Returning From Manhunt In Honor Of Her Particular Religion Of PeaceSilliest Noncentral Labyrinth Towards The DumpsterBlackjack, Hipbone Or Recreational Dogging Aside, I Believe I Can Fly, Telltale, Bronze, Abstractions During The Happy Hour, We Were All Conceived As Happy Accidents, Like Lancelets In The SlaughterhouseHowdy Mr Blobby, Did You Drink Your Super Milk Today? (Childhood Fantasies Mercilessly Deflated)Seldom Spoken AboutAnthology AlbumsI Am A Heaven And A Controversial Authority On One World (Euphoric Ambient Anthology)In The Slaughter Fields Of My Fragile Human Heart (Requiem For An Anonymous Genius)The Master Thief Who Stole Your Lucid Dreams (A Retrospective Anthology Of My Early Sample-Based Creative Work)Wings of Flight Volume 1
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorWings of Flight Volume 2
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorWings of Flight Volume 3
by Wings Of An Angel & Scott LawlorWings of Flight Volume 4 (The Alternative And Extended Versions)
by Wings Of An Angel & Scott LawlorWings of Flight Volume 5
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorCollaborationsReason Nitrate
by Wings of an Angel & TonepoetJust Psychopathics
by Wings of an Angel & AlphastareAtramentous Resonance
by Wings of an Angel & IoNiZeRIn This Corona Infested Millennium, Spending Quality Time With Other Beings Has Become A Form Of Human Sacrifice
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorSuccumb To Moral Exorcism Stemming Directly From The Tree Of Knowledge
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorReclaim Your Intrinsic Nature Before It Claims You
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorBrahma And His Sacrificial Helm Of Bygone Errors
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorDoing Drugs Takes You To An Eternal Light That Becomes With Time A Lethal Trap Impossible To Escape From
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorDefining Gravity For Beginners
by Wings Of An Angel & Scott LawlorMotivation Elation
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorTo Be Exotic, You First Marry A Neurotic
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorThe Unexplainable Is Only Possible In Light Of Missed Opportunities
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorSimply Being Unstable
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LaworFame Is A Type Of Hoarding
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorThe Future Is Just Another Term For Where Dreams Go To Die
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorDon't Mask Your Face Behind Someone Else's Success
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorThe Contemplating Demon
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorLo And Behold Ye Confirmed Minister Of War, The Olympian Falcon, Galloping Away Like A Humiliated Homer, You Were The Perfect Ripper In The Backdoors Of London, Before You Had Found Your Forepleasures In The Subdefinitions Of The Prowling, Censorious, Nutcrackers Of The Kitchen
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorAmerican Cultural Colonialism Is Like A Cyclone Of Gorilla Contraceptives
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorAsylum Liturgy
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorTears Of An Angel
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorCave Fever
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorImprisoned
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorThere's Always A Last Chance For Awakening
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorReality Check
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorI No Longer Love Blue Skies
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorRadial Resistance
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorBoko Haram
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorCold Reading
by Wings of an Angel & Scott LawlorObserved Demonstration
by Wings Of An Angel & nox intempestaArgument Lens Decoded
by Wings Of An Angel & Nox IntempestaQuiet Snow From A Dark Sky
by Wings of an Angel & Nox IntempestaCurators Of Corruption
by Wings of an Angel & Jaduhara IndradhusaraNon-Ambient AlbumsFootloose And Fancy​​​​​-​​​​​Free: The Free Jazz Piano Recitals Series Vol​​​​​.​​​​​5Treachery, Obsession And Embroidering Plots: The Plan, The Potion, The ProphesyEvery One Of Us Controls His Choices All Alone, So We're Not Living On A Diet Of Prayer And Lore; The Human Race Has Done To One Another A Disservice, Hence We're Not Living A New Life On Earth Tonight At AllBaby Wings: Atonal Classical Solo Piano For Brain Development (Vol​.​3)Footloose And Fancy​​-​​Free: The Free Jazz Piano Recitals Series Vol​​.​​4We'll Be Together In The Dead Of The Night, In The Belly Of The Beast We Stay; I Don't Believe In Mercy, I Don't Believe In Heaven, I Don't Believe In Miracles, I Don't Believe In Wholenows; Stop Being Selfish And Fire My Shotgun To The Other Side Of Your Metaphysical Womb Already!It's Getting Darker And Darker And I Can't Find The Road By Which You'll Come Back To Me; You're My Destiny, I Am Here With My Life Turned Around, My Feet Are Touching The Ground, And We're Making Love Until The Sun Shines Bright One Day And We Come To Terms, Together And PrettyAlways Out Of Sight, I Have To Ask Myself One Last Time - What Am I Doing This For? Who Am I Talking To? I Can't Sleep At Night, As I Watch My Sanity Get Lost In The White; It Seems That I'm Just Wasting Time; Now, May I Ask You One Last Time, What's Your Role In My Life? Or What's My Role In Yours?The Spectacular Illusion That Everything's WrongI Want To Be More Of A Mystery, More Of A Cosmopolitan Passenger, Whom Nobody Really Knows By Heart... Wait... No... Perhaps More Of A Colossal Failure, More Of A Meaner Or A Falling Comet Than A PassengerTake Chances In Your Music Or Perish: The Aleatoric Solo Piano Masterpieces Vol​.​3Restart Your Half-Human Subconscious Before You Regret Implanting Memories Portraying The Outrageous Pains Of Unfeathered Blind FaithWhat Do You Want Boy? I Got Two Promising Lands In My Hands, Don't You Go, Don't You Go, Don't You Go; I Was Born With Two Promised Lands But Only With One Son; There's None Other But You!The Three Narcotic Principles Of Acid Jazz: I Really Am The Faith In Man - All The Perceptions Of The Utmost - Infinite Knowledge Of GodWhen You Lie Awake With Nothing To Open Your Heart With And Nobody To Open It ForFootloose And Fancy​​-​​Free: The Free Jazz Piano Recitals Series Vol​​.​​3Thinking Twice Before Disrupting A Potentially Embarrassing Consecration Of Another Empty Vessel Due To Extrasensory Capabilities To Animate Telepathic SyncopationsQuestionable Psychic ObservatoryEnhancing Esoteric Nuances Of Disinformation Is The Way Of The Future To Prevent Suicidal Thoughts Among LightworkersWithout Works Of Art, There Can Be No Moments Of Real SIlence Between PeopleThe Fourth Narcotic Principal Of Acid Jazz Is Embodied Via Spontaneous Sword Swallowing (Or How Improvisational Jazz Teaches Us About This Planet's Seemingly Random God Given Intoxication)Nurturing Happiness By Generating A Sustainable Sensation Of Mindfulness With The Tender Sounds Of The Ambient Grand Piano Vol​.​2The Typical Lackadaisical Aesthetics Of Autopilots And Foot-PassengersThought PoliceTake Chances In Your Music Or Perish: The Aleatoric Solo Piano Masterpieces Vol​.​2The Photosynthetic Love Story Of The Middle-Eastern Butterfly And The Culturally Sensitive LeafMispronounced AmnesiaTake Chances In Your Music Or Perish: The Aleatoric Solo Piano Masterpieces Vol.1Footloose And Fancy​-​Free: The Free Jazz Piano Recitals Series Vol​.​2The Rotting Sea Groans, Charmed Passively Like Dismal Impulses Of Soul-Shuttering Forest PhosphorNurturing Happiness By Generating A Sustainable Sensation Of Mindfulness With The Tender Sounds Of The Ambient Grand Piano Vol.1Exultant Is The Idol For He Will Judge His Divinity's Premortal Life In A Dance Of Illusionary Free WillPoet's Reproduction Of Flexible Unconscious Nihilism With A Gang Of Free-Spirited Swinger ZombiesThe Many Curses You Get When You Surrender Fully To The SelfMake The Earth Satisfied With Expired Ink, Whilst Our White Skin Tans With Beneficiary MinkA Lulling Fairy Tale To The Biblical SnakeIncrease Of A Never Tested Irregularity Will Advance Subsidiary Get-Gos With A Susceptibility Of Life Experience, Sexual Desire, And An Approximate Leadership Of Refusing Service; Walk On Air Or Be A Blue-Blooded Herb, You Sorry Excuse For An Elected Civil ServantThe Accomplished Sinners' Divine Deep State Is Jeffrey Epstein's Newest Art Enterprise In The Next WorldFootloose And Fancy​-​Free: The Free Jazz Piano Recitals Series Vol​.​1Only Doomjazz Aficionados Could Wish That This Year Would Never EndThe Holy Depression GamutThe Evaluation Of EvolutionYou're A Salamandra, Caught Up In The Matrix Of The Wrong ArchitectMurmur Softly At The Edge Of The AbyssThe Last Campfire God Has Lit Yesterday Morn In Her Vicarious NightmaresThe Birth Of Freedom From The Gregarious Delights Of The Arabian Sand GazelleThe Perceptively Differential Shores Of Spiritual MisanthropyBaby Wings: Atonal Classical Solo Piano For Brain Development (Vol.2)You Were Not Put On This Earth To Find Meaning In Your LifeGraveyard Flowers (Genuinely Melancholic Original Classical Compositions For Piano And Cello Vol​.​2)The Future Is In Your Hands - Free Of Any Philosophical DeviationsYou Matter The Most And Remember That Even Fragile Rocks Crack Into PiecesTit For TatTeach "The Truth" In SchoolThe Tao Of The Santur: New Ragas & Meditations Vol​.​5Modern Conceptions Of Intelligent Asceticism And Objectively Induced Surrender To The Process Of Alien TransfigurationMs. Corona Proves Us That The Highest Achievement In Life Is To Have Your Own Little World - Not Money, External Stimulants, Sexy Time Or Social HustleOld World Piano SimulacraThe Tao Of The Santur: New Ragas & Meditations Vol.4Hothouse MentalistThe Acquired Helplessness In Lunatic Asylums Isn't In The Hands Of FateArduous OtherworldlinessThe Insurmountable Obstacles To HappinessThe Peculiar Occultism Of Ego DeathDuets With My Own Self: The Splendiferous Strings Of The Ambient Guitar Vol​.​2Would You Rather Die Than Confront Your Darkest Secrets? Remember Come What May That Your Answer Will Always Remain The Crosspoint Between The Entropy Of Your Astrological Sign And The Mysterious Energy Of Your Inconceivable DreamsNew World Order Piano RiffsOnly When We Become Helpless, Do We Truly Realize Our Inborn Vulnerability As Temporary BeingsDuets With My Own Self: The Splendiferous Strings Of The Ambient Guitar Vol.1We Are The Wild Crops Of DivinityLonely Nocturnal Walks Are The Best Weapon To Escape The Oppression Of Self-DoubtBaby Wings: Atonal Classical Solo Piano For Brain Development (Vol.1)Exploit Your Natural BeautyThe Utterly Majestic Piano: Intimate Grand Meditations Vol. 1-2 (Enhanced, Revamped & Replayed)The Distinguished Improviser (Revamped Edition)Our Invisible Intimate Chains Are Like The Coercive Anthropomorphism Of A Localnet Artificial IntelligenceSpirituality Is Our Vile Attempt At Calculating The Gravity Of DestinySubmerging Into Delusional SilenceThe Forgotten Anti-Guru Who Had Lost His Mind In The Shadows Of A Ramshackle TavernThe Petty Swansong Of Your Infantile Codependency On Higher AwakeningSouls Are Like New Diseases Eating Their Way Through Everything That's Truly Sacred In The Abstract UniverseSunshades And MudpuppiesObject To The Healing Powers Of Your BodyDisappear As If You’re Self-Absorbed, Be A Magnolia ManifestationLanguorous WarhorseNulliparous Translunar EyeballAbstraction Of The Relation To Obtaining Immediate GratificationWhose Metempsychosis Is It?Weepeth By The Holy FireThe Tao Of The Santur: New Ragas & Meditations Vol.3Appliances For Attaining The Four Layers Of Gutta-PerchaI Couldn't Win A Chess Game Against The Embodiment Of TimeYou Become A Victim When You Act Like OneDon't Break Other People's HeartsGraveyard Flowers (Genuinely Melancholic Original Classical Compositions For Piano And Cello Vol.1)We’re No Longer Allowed To Say The Truth In This Nonsensical Postmodern Dystopia, Where Post-Truth Mentality Is The NormThe Tao Of The Santur: New Ragas & Meditations Vol.2The Tao Of The Santur: New Ragas & Meditations Vol.1Performance MagicSubordinate Every Thought To Deception And Fair DangerMy Anti-Suicide Squad Stops All Your Death WishesMommy, Mommy! Can You Also Be My Mummy And Embalm Me In Your Beggar's Robes?Lie On Your Bed Of Nails Like Those Who Stretch A Moment Evermore, I Was Your Good Heart Manipulator But The Featherbed Mountains Stood Out Inside Me Regardless, I Just Wish You Had Jumped On That Circus Caravan With Me Instead Of Joining The Ranks Of The Academy, But It’s Too Late To SpeculateAfrica Will Be Great AgainBirth ControlLaconic CatatonicIsn't It Quite Ridiculous To Even Ask Why Somebody Becomes A Misanthrope? Just Look Around To See How Awfully Absurd Our Existence Is And How Many Bitter Pills We Swallow Daily To Stay AfloatDemeritorious Justice Fighter Meditates Inside Plato's CaveKilfud-Yoking (Piano Recital For The Jewish Day Of Atonement)Reimagining Ravel In Abstract Colors (Intimate Piano Recital In The Darkroom)Sacrifice Your Suicidal IdealismTelegonySlowly Disregarded As The Disparting, Immortal And Indestructible Great PurificationThe Goal Of Chaos-Driven Reactions Is To Plant The Seeds Of Chi Rather Than The Weeds Of Yearning; Hence, Self-Consciousness Is Seen By Some Cultures As A Form Of Lacking Manners!Unless I Get Down On My Knees AgainTell Your New Date Something Truly Romantic And Original, Tell Her How Her Eyes Are Like The Fathomless Sea After A Storm Of The Black PlagueHoly CrusadeThe Happiness Of Your Soulmate Depends On How Many Psychedelics She Can Derive From Your Dead Brain CellsHypnagogic Hallucinations Are Nature's Way Of Saying That Your Ass Belongs To Me! (Live Recital At The Highest Court Of Unearthly Justice)What Is So Counterintuitive About Forcing An Average Guy To Be A Philosopher?Show Off Your Knowledge About Antidepressants Without Using VerbsVain Crescent (Humble Collection Of Genuine Outsider Music)Earth Is A Living Organism And We Have A Humble Share In It, But We're By No Means Its Originators Or MastersThe Distressing But Inevitable Transition From Virtual Life To Real LifeIf You Really Want To Know Somebody, Become That SomebodyDisgusted By The Monotonic Shortsighted Grayness Of Civilian LifeLeitmotifsBackdoor Poison Gives Licentious Convincers An Access To Risky Salvation InvocationsArt Terrorist’s Baptism Ritual Before A Take-No-Prisoners Suicide Attack Against Life-Affirming AxiomsI Must Never Decide Between Remaining True To Myself Or Letting GoL'opera Della Luce Infestata E Il Mondo Addormentato (The Opera Of The Infected Light And The Persecuted World)Enter Your Horror StoryProne To Sending Empty-Handed Telegrams To Shallow PeopleYet Another Mystification By Your Favorite Con ArtistEnrich Your Soul With Five Hundred Original PrayersGreed Is Born In The Gap Where Transformation Has Been ExcludedFollower Status Of A TorsoSexuality As The Birth Of SublimationCannot Create A Toxin Out Of MortalityAbandoned By Fate Into Renegotiable ChaosLook At Those Traceable Goddesses In That Saccharine Wheelchair, All Hiccupped And Exquisitely Juicy, Their Little Mouths Wide Open To Swallow Your Salacious Pietism, Sir Dickens!The Pathetic Greatness Of The Masqueraded Face BookLament For An Abandoned Oasis

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