And once we reached that acknowledgement, unspoken understanding, everything suddenly seemed luminous. Your eyes dilated - enormous murky pools of lust - canines glimmered with drool against the stretched flesh of your cracked lips. Sheer unbridled ecstasy - enamored voracious, companion.
♫ Bonus: As Long As You
SNDCLD
♪ File under: electronic, house, oh yeah
Eager for rapture, I melted into the soil beneath me. I could feel the weight of your body pressing against me - pushing me further into the wet earth. Your hands explored my flesh - pulling, caressing, pinching - no longer could I differentiate your skin and mine. Lips parted, eyes closed, I began to exhale all the inner daemons located, clandestine, within my core. My jaws clicked and teeth clacked violently - hiccuping and purging all the specters I once indulged. Tears rolled down my shaking cheeks as I retched and hurled curses in a different, foreign tongue. And there you remained, steadfast in your determination to rid me of my visitors, until I had no strength left to contest.
Once Vagina Vangi now HAARPS (H▼▲▼RPS) yet still making hypnotic, murky, caliginous sounds. Fantastic.
♫ Bonus: HAARPS x Finanshall x SUPATREE - Cocaine Thuggin
BNDCMP | SNDCLD
♪ File under: dark, electronic, oooooooooooh
As the titular sample chants over the furious hyperbeat, all I can really say is: Imma make it werk.
SNDCLD
♪ File under: electronic, anthem, boy drama
Cloaked in a narcotic fog, our drenched bodies began to move in unison. As I exhaled, you would inhale - steadily pulling my breath in. Our sense of urgency increased as our limbs snaked and twisted. We wanted nothing more than to become one with every sound, every movement with one other. Amongst the congregation, the devoted obsequious many, we were overcome with fervor. Jerking. Spiraling. Flowing. And as the devotees grew in number, the closer we became. Elevated and euphoric. Uplifted and united.
SNDCLD
♪ File under: electronic, remix, THIS IS IT. THIS IS MY NOW.
I convinced myself that if I closed my eyes, I could forever capture this monumental occasion. Covered in a warm crimson sheet of your being, I nuzzled perfectly between your neck and chin. Inhaling your scent, I beamed with pride. My hands, tracing the lines of your clavicle, your chin, your lips - etching out a mental map that I would never forget. Your breath, staggered and shallow, began to rattle as I anointed myself - adorning my flesh in a gory baptism. You began to sputter - a fluttering incoherent plea of finality that was ignored. And as I gently lay your arm across my back, full of slack, I could feel your life escape your body. Glorious expiration suspended in your youth. Relinquished.
SNDCLD
♪ File under: electronic, detached.
And as if you were going to release me from this worldly constriction, you raised your arms high and proud past your tilted head. Mouth agape, you smiled, exposing your teeth - sharpened and glistening with drool. Your tender pale skin adorned with sweat like dew. I no longer felt the need to run from your exotic enchantment. Intoxicated by your movements, I began to realize I was now more than ravenous. Oh, how I yearned to taste your every being - to feel your flesh rip across my lips and in between my teeth. Hungry. Voracious. Insatiable. Covetous.
SNDCLD
♪ File under: electronic, darkwave, oh my.
Infatuated with the grotesque - the knowing nod to all that is forbidden. Exposure, modification, an alteration of all that is concealed - this simile of sensualism turned aberrant. Subtle undulating sounds bob between advertisement of an agenda. Spitfire intent.
Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
SNDCLD
♪ File under: hip hop, slow jamz, this is my steez
Leavingscene possess this rare ability to hear a track and instantly KNOW, truly know, that I will adore it - his radar has never once been off. When he directed me over to °Lhasa with the comment of this “channeled you so hard”, I instantly stopped what I was listening to.
Everything about this track is just perfection. The booming bass, the undulating sounds, the pitch shifted vocals - it has the power to make your surroundings come to a complete standstill.
After a few seconds, the realization hit - this is the perfect embodiment. Street lamps became slightly brighter. Pedestrians slightly slower while the traffic of the city froze - static.
As the track progressed, it became hard to not become engulfed in the near-clandestine snaps and the submerging samples. And once it gently glided to a finish, all I could was hit repeat.
And he was so dead on - this IS me.
SNDCLD | BNDCMP
♪ File under: electronic, atmospheric, my steez
As you were unprepared to accept the separation, I, ignoring your pleas, slowly began to chip away at bone. Your eyes, swollen with sorrow and tears, rolled far back in your head. The whites of your eyes, exposed and lunar, glistened while I continuously chiseled; determined for completion. This detachment was necessary - divorcing your noxious constitution - removal of decaying cartilage. Corrupted countenance.
SNDCLD
♪ File under: electronic, dark, sludge
And as I felt your hand upon the small of my back - correcting and pushing - reshaping my very spine - I recognized the sensation of every vertebrae aligning perfectly. Muscles would contract with tension as I could feel every fiber working towards one common goal. Words of affirmation and scolding would escape your lips as I fell back into the movement. Pulling and pushing. Pivoting. Relinquishing.
BNDCMP | SNDCLD.
♫ Bonus: BBR+ - Top Life
♪ File under: electronic, future, yes.