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During last few days I had sleepless nights whispering my sequencer a little lies which I formed in this small sample for your tasteful mornings. I’m getting used to work with drum programming in Logic. In the future I’m going to focus on human drummer like sound which means that my midi should have two legs and arms. Another future goal is to find easy enough drum pattern to build some song parts and then combine them together.  I hope that I’ll have enough time  to prolong  this sample into a 4 minutes song with vocals maybe. Another good thing in this sample was working with industrial synth as I really enjoyed backround noise making.

So anybody out here take a bite and let my know what do you think. I’m looking for criticism.

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poisoned lips of avantgard dreams
prey we are all forced to live in myst
resist the call of click clack clock
like a falcon circling in your thoughts
boomerang inevitable locked in
walls keeping you down
painless walking invalids
starring at you in tram
we all want to run inside
clouds of smoke in your hand
lost eyes flushed in toilets
screaming words
run away if we had a chance
and silent engines
fingers and parking tickets
tickets for the nipples
tigers on the balcony
and falling dead cats
run from ourselves
drums are all you have in chest
zombie hippies reversed necks
beer beard birds brown bottom shirts
dried mouth and mountains of black socks
lost in alibis of ass mouth kiss
abilities to resist anger
night in breeze
what you feels
we pretend we don’t want them all
to push and make them calm
run to places in our head
city sleeps in alcohol piss
I’m fighting with the mills
beat errors count fellows
never fail and never alone
around strummed strings
paint our choices and dirty deeds
I’ll resist to remember all of this
broken fist in electric bricks
bias of craziness
run to places far far away
where we can be blind and deaf
a signals or even less
cold naked lungs full of noise
bytes of steel in my hands
romantic understanding
platonic rejections
all we have been
all we want to be
all we were
we are here
aren’t we?
hate ourselves
love ourselves
what you get for your laziness
what does it all mean?
prove me that this is real
how could I recognize myself
in mirror of morning rush
meditation on untouchable trust
if we don’t know who we are
how can we keep pretending
click clack arming bones
clack click rusty followups
the less we want the more we get
lost in wine and chords of love
spine of all we are
enforced doors we have inside
dreamless sundays
the only day we were able to recognize
steam bridges for give away lullabies
we fight in waves of emergencies
sarcastic thumbs pushed our eyes from scene
we swim in oil of things we forgot
promises drowned in
and flies last mark on dead unicorn
dependent and free how we were meant
you envy word never meant to be forced
jail in bottle smile drowns
I just want to feel something
this is my drug I load in my vains
we ride on waves and
through ears of blossom of black rose
whispers culminating
Aten of our nights
we ride our beds without the lusts
after years of broken trusts
the bokeh of your legs
besides I fall in the middle of your lies
and forged welcomes in gravity
this is for you my world my dream reality

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Slunce rozlité v černotu
smráká konečnou a potichou samotu
jen jedno letmé zasunutí
najde ji povalenou v trávě
voňavé letní usrknutí
ze stehen plačících na slámě
živoucí hořlavé nadechnutí
myšlenky vnadně letované
slova krutě svázaná do kozelce
kutají v alkoholovém opojení
jazyku utavenou polámanou hřídel
obvody lesknou se od potu, od soli
krystaly odráží letní ušklíbnutí
a sosáčky ve smrtícím tangu
překřičí třepot komářích křídel
mocný neslyšný utopený sten
koroze lapila sličnou orchidej
uzavřenou zpět do čtyř stěn
a poslední letní nadechnutí
odnáši ozvěna v dáli za kopcem.

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