"Phaeton" genre: Death Metal
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	dark, very dark :)
	Story Behind the Song Phaeton laughs upon us! Guitar is tuned 4 steps down (down to B) like Azagthos from Morbid Angel does. ZOOM 505 guitar processor. Mustheory.sf2 and Evolver.sf2 sound fonts were used. The last theme is the russian folk song "In the garden, in the vegetable garden". Silly, stupid folk song just nothing has with Phaeton. Phaeton I think is the planet that has exploded long long ago. So the whole song is dark, very dark but it's joke (or not?). I'm not certain. Actualy I wanted to test new sound fonts and so on, so on.... CakeWalk9, SoundForge5, WaveLab3 were used to compose. Waves MaxxBass, Timeworks Mastering Compressor used for final mix. By the way, for final mix I needed to convert MIDI to audio. Actualy nobody can do this!!! AudioCompositor converts but purely. I could not find any other software that does this. I tryed to record from MIDI, but again I failed with strange clicks. Ever COOL WINAMP!!! THAT REALY WIMPS THE LAMA'S ASS did this for me. Thanx a lot to all Winamp's staff. Text was generate with TextAloud MP3. The text spoken is from the Necronomicon Al Azif Ye Book of Ye Arab, Abdul Alhazred, 730 at Damascus ____________________________________________________________ Of Ye Old Ones and their Spawn The Old Ones were, the Old Ones are and the Old Ones shall be. From the dark stars They came ere man was born, unseen and loathsome They descended to primal earth. Beneath the oceans They brooded while ages past, till seas gave up the land, whereupon They swarmed forth in Their multitudes and darkness ruled the Earth. At the frozen Poles They raised mighty cities, and upon high places the temples of Those whome nature owns not and the Gods have cursed. And the spawn of the Old Ones covered the Earth, and Their children endureth throughout the ages. Ye shantaks of Leng are the work of Their hands, the Ghasts who dwelleth in Zin's primordial vaults know Them as their Lords. They have fathered the Na-Hag and the Gaunts that ride the Night; Great Cthulhuis Their brother, the shaggoths Their slaves. The Dholes do homage unto Them in the nighted vale of Pnoth and Gugs sing Their praises beneath the peaks of ancient Throk. They have walked amidst the stars and They have walked the Earth. The City of Irem in the great desert has known Them; Leng in the Cold Waste has seen Their passing, the timeless citadel upon the cloud-vieled heights of unknown Kadath beareth Their mark. Wantonly the Old Ones trod the ways of darkness and Their blasphemies were great upon the Earth; all creation bowed beneath Their might and knew Them for Their wickedness. And the Elder Lords opened Their eyes and beheld the abominations of Those that ravaged the Earth. In Their wrath They set their hand against the Old Ones, staying Them in the midst of Their iniquity and casting Them forth from the Earth to the Void beyond the planes where chaos reigns and form abideth not. And the Elder Lords set Their seal upon the Gateway and the power of the Old Ones prevailest not against its might. Loathsome Cthulhu rose then from the deeps and raged with exceeding great fury against the Earth Guardians. And They bound his venomous claws with potent spells and sealed him up within the City of R'lyeh wherein beneath the waves he shall sleep death's dream until the end of the Aeon. Beyond the Gate dwell now the Old Ones; not in the spaces known unto men but in the angles betwixt them. Outside Earth's plane They linger and ever awaite the time of Their return; for the Earth has known Them and shall know Them in time yet to come. And the Old Ones hold foul and formless Azathoth for Their Master abd Abide with Him in the black cavern at the centre of all infinity, where he gnaws ravenously in ultimate chaos amid the mad beating of hidden drums, the tuneless piping of hideous flutes and the ceaseless bellowing of blind idiot gods that shamble and gesture aimlessly for ever. The soul of Azathoth dwelleth in Yog-sothoth and He shall beckon unto the Old Ones when the stars mark the time of Their coming; for Yog-sothoth is the Gate through which Those of the Void will re-enter. Yog-sothoth knowest the mazes of of time, for all time is one unto Him. He knowest where the Old Ones came forth in time along long past and where They shall come forth again when the cycle returneth. After day cometh night; man's day shall pass, and They shall rule where They once ruled. As foulness you shall know them and Their accursedness shall stain the Earth.

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