BG1's mosh pit
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This video is a great example of the technical ability that is required to play in the metal genre. Some of the audio break downs are interesting as well. The presets in the mix software are pretty cool, but not likely anything I'd ever use.
[video=youtube]https://youtu.be/bF3uw3pTVlQ [/video]
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Just thought I'd throw you a charity post, yanno, break up the monotony and all..
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My life's on time but again my sense is late.
Feel a might unsteady but I still have to play.
Six to one's the odds and we have the highest stakes.
And once again I gamble with my very life today.
Highly polished metal, the oil makes it gleam.
Fill the terror chamber, your mind begins to scream.
Your life is like a trigger, never troubled till you're squeezed.
You crack a smile as you give the gun a squeeze.
Place the pistol down, now give the gun a spin.
Soon as the spinning stops, oh no, the game starts in.
A hateful way of vengeance, a bit of playful sin.
Load another bullets, now the second round begins.
A couple grains of power, a couple grams of lead.
A touch against the trigger, a touch inside the head.
Take another drink and raise the last bets.
Think about my last words, they might be what I just said.
A click comes from the hammer that couldn't drive a nail.
Sense the numbing cold blue or the red of Hades' grill.
A fraction of a second, do you lose or maybe still.
Pass it to the left and collect your mighty kill.
Add another bullet, the third round begins.
Soon as the spinning stops, oh no, the game starts in.
Please, no IOUs no markers for death.
Does anybody play? Anybody? Somebody? Anybody play?
You, you! Next victim! You, next to die.
You, you! Next victim! You, next to die.
You, come on! Next victim! Your turn to die!
You, come on! Next victim! Your turn to die!
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Welcome to our sanguinary sect of worship
Feel at home in our black conventicle
As we anathamatize
All those who oppose us.
Don't summon the devil,
Don't call the priests
If you need the strength,
The conjuring, obey!
Behold! the flames rise
From the compass' cardinal points
Burn the sacred oil,
And with the ashes you'll anoint
Arrange the symbols
Of the wizard and magician.
Light the candles,
Place the parchment paper in position
Between its leaves place
The lash from a black cat's eye,
A straw of a broom,
Fold, burn and centralize.
Don't summon the devil,
Don't call the priests
If you need the strength,
The conjuring.
I am the devil's advocate
A salesman, if you will.
You know my name.
I met your father years ago
Gave him what he'd please.
He called my name, you'll do the same.
I'm claiming what is mine by right
It's time to close the deal.
You're bought and sold, bought and sold.
Come join me in my infernal depths,
Mephisto's Hall of Fame
I've got your soul, I've got your soul.
The conjuring. Obey!
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