Dig It - How They Shine

Dig It - Visions (feat. Hemanifezt)

Dig It - The aligment

I'm finishing my new project "Dig It". Here's the track list:

1. Empty Spaces
2. The Rising Sun Over The Sea
3. To Nowhere
4. How They Shine
5. Progressive Movement
6. Distant Chaos
7. Shapeshifter
8. Visions (feat. Hemanifezt)

LGIM - DIG IT

New project coming soon...

The Lies Of Men - The Fall Of Ishtar

"To Hades' darkened land, whence none return,

Queen Ishtar, Sin's great daughter, now doth turn;

Inclined her ear and listened through the void

That lay beneath of every path devoid,

The home of darkness, of the Under-World"

                               ISHTAR'S DESCENT TO HADES--HER FEARFUL RECEPTION

Ishtar and Izdubar by Leonidas Le Cenci Hamilton

The Lies Of Men - Seduced By Naamah

The Lies Of Men - Whore Of Babylon

"So he carried me away in the spirit into the wilderness: and I saw a woman sit upon a scarlet colored beast, full of blasphemy, having seven heads and ten horns."

Revelation 17:3

The Lies Of Men - Mother Kali

Kali was Shiva's daughter. High priestess of Thuggees, indian goddess of black magic.

Oh Kali! Why dost Thou roam about nude?

Art Thou not ashamed. Mother!

Garb and ornaments Thou hast none; yet Thou

pridest in being King's daughter.

Oh Mother! Is it a virtue of Thy family that

Thou placest thy feet on Thy Husband?

Thou are nude; Thy Husband is nude;

You both roam cremation grounds.

Oh Mother! We are all ashamed of you;

Do put on Thy garb.

Thou hast cast away Thy necklace of jewels,

Mother, and worn a garland of human heads.

Ramprasad Sen

The Lies Of Men - The Sirens' Song

The Sirens were beautiful young women who bewitched sailors with their enchanting voices and songs and lured them to shipwreck on the rocks.
The metaphor of shipwreck is a moral collapse by allowing a bewitching, beautiful female to seduce you.

"STEER, hither steer your wingèd pines,

    All beaten mariners!

Here lie Love's undiscover'd mines,

    A prey to passengers

Perfumes far sweeter than the best

Which make the Phoenix' urn and nest.

    Fear not your ships,

Nor any to oppose you save our lips;

    But come on shore,

Where no joy dies till Love hath gotten more.

For swelling waves our panting breasts,

    Where never storms arise,

Exchange, and be awhile our guests:

    For stars gaze on our eyes.

The compass Love shall hourly sing,

And as he goes about the ring,

    We will not miss

To tell each point he nameth with a kiss.

    Then come on shore,

Where no joy dies till Love hath gotten more."

The Sirens' Song by William Browne, of Tavistock. 1588–1643

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