I completely agree. You can express so much with a piano that you couldn't with other instruments. But I imagine it's that way with most instruments. The piano in my mind though is undeniably unique.
I think if it is an orchestra is like different people arguing with each other. On the other hand piano playing alone is like listening monologue in the play
why aren't you being hired for movies already?!?! Your pieces are always so cinamatic and multi dimensional, they evoke complex emotions in the listener's mind!
It’s dangerous business roaming beneath the inky sky When the day’s hustle dies and no birds fly Tell me dear, do those street lights really mean security? If they were to go out I wonder, where would you flee? Come on, dare to glance away from the luminous path What are the odds of stumbling across a psychopath? I know you feel the call of darkness like a crushing weight Don’t resist darling, yield and take the bait The wind sighs and rustles forms in an uncanny loom Shivering, at last you gaze into the gloom Flecks glitter in the dark and shadows flit Playful stray cat or malicious spirit? I grin as your dewy eyes finally lock with mine I’ve waited so long for our fates to intertwine Oh my poor soul, it’s no use to scamper No one outruns the lurker.
*Not* *Alone* An ordinary night goes on as I sit on my desk in the dim light of my room Nothing special to notice Outside everything is silent The clock says 2:26AM Everyone is sound asleep E v e r y o n e ? A light breeze rattles the leaves of the trees outside my window And then again Everything is silent E v e r y t h i n g ? As the time passes, I sense another presence near me Something different Something extraordinary S o m e t h i n g Chills flow down my spine as I get the feeling that I'm not alone in my room As if another person is watching me from over my shoulder Someone is there S o m e o n e I notice in the corner of my eye a shadow Hiding in the darkness of my room As if I'm its prey Suddenly I feel a pressure around my neck Like something is actually trying to suffocate me As if it wants to consume me Abruptly though it all ends with another breeze from outside It seemed as if the wind had brought me a visitor And now it took him away... But I feel like he will return... He is not done with me... He is *The* *Lurker* thanks for reading :')
No, that was me. I found some donuts and did not know if you wanted any, but realized what time it was at the last second and left without saying anything because it was kind of awkward. Sorry about that...
Your music brings out a side of me I never knew existed. I feel calm, yet strong and confident, and I get the urge to fight the evil in my life. Your music transforms me and for some time I feel I no longer am here, but somewhere else. Somewhere empty, not a single soul present but mine. It’s like I escape this materialistic fake world.
Dark piano..? I feel my deep suffering emerge when I listen to your music... And it is good because I can then identify it and let it fade away...Thank you!
he sat in his mansion, in his leather chair, drinking a glass of hot tea, staring out the window. like always. he was watching. he was always watching. he wasn’t an ordinary human. he wasn’t even human. no one knew what he was and he wasn’t quite sure himself. but sometimes he wondered if he was the devil. he wondered if he was the devil after witnessing women die horrible deaths and then realizing after that it was his doings. at first he was horrified, but now he had accepted it. and he kind of enjoyed it. his view scanned the streets of cities all over the world, trying to find the next pretty girl he could destroy. at one point, he wondered if he was capable of love. his eyes landed on a delicate looking girl with fire in her eyes and felt something strange in his stomach; butterflies, the humans called it. he approached the girl, introducing himself. she knew he was dangerous from the beginning and it excited her in a way. he promised himself not to hurt her. she was the one thing that brought him joy. around her he felt. he felt things he never even could comprehend before. but as time passed the joy slowly grew faint and in a moment of rage at himself for not being able to keep his love happy, he killed her. after he did so, he felt content. he quieted the voice in his mind telling him he was a monster. maybe it was because by killing someone he cherished so much he finally accepted that he was a monster. so now here he sits in his mansion, in his leather chair, drinking a glass of hot tea, staring out the window. like always.
That wolf picture is so CUTE. I'm going to swipe that to make sure the lurker from the previous thumbnail doesn't harm it. Plus, your music is as great as usual. This one is one of my favorites of the recent songs you've done though. Very well composed.
Definitely has more of a Bloodborne feel. In regards to that, I could imagine this in a hunter vs hunter fight where the Good Hunter realizes they've been being followed for half the game, only to find that their pursuer is slow, gradual, and hard to keep track of when fighting, as if they're toying with the player.
Lurker Saludos: Estoy esperando la mejor técnica de ataque, fijando el aire en favor, chocando la densidad del calor, la tierra fija donde me encuentro para disparar y demostrar que soy el mejor. LURKER.😎exactitud🕵volatilidad💣expansion🔭fijación 🛡ataque🔫y🏹listo 🛢acabe con el🗡 ⚰
There they are again! That Lurker! Look how they stare with tired eyes, and then quickly turn away and stare again. They don't think that you see but you do! Lips subtly move, but they never open... Weirdo... Look how they sit there, face down, not speaking much, and always in the corner, here but not really present, they watch like a stalker! What do they want from you? Every time your talking with people, every time you laugh with them, they stare with that blank, dull, tired face. Well... You never once thought, did you? You only ever talked to them to say, "The heck are you looking at?" And you never saw beyond the dull shell, and you never heard the voice stuck inside the throat! You never noticed, that maybe that Lurker, that lone wolf looking for a pack, is a human too, like you! Of course, you didn't! Now, they hate you, more than you hate them, and that coldness you and so many others made them lurk in, will make its way back to you... I also wrote a different poem for the other version, since they both create different emotions for me and inspire different poems.
I always prefer the piano version of your works. I still love the others, but the piano has, at least for me, an irresistible appeal.
The piano is more than an instrument. The piano is an emotion...
I completely agree. You can express so much with a piano that you couldn't with other instruments. But I imagine it's that way with most instruments. The piano in my mind though is undeniably unique.
I think if it is an orchestra is like different people arguing with each other. On the other hand piano playing alone is like listening monologue in the play
why aren't you being hired for movies already?!?! Your pieces are always so cinamatic and multi dimensional, they evoke complex emotions in the listener's mind!
It’s dangerous business roaming beneath the inky sky
When the day’s hustle dies and no birds fly
Tell me dear, do those street lights really mean security?
If they were to go out I wonder, where would you flee?
Come on, dare to glance away from the luminous path
What are the odds of stumbling across a psychopath?
I know you feel the call of darkness like a crushing weight
Don’t resist darling, yield and take the bait
The wind sighs and rustles forms in an uncanny loom
Shivering, at last you gaze into the gloom
Flecks glitter in the dark and shadows flit
Playful stray cat or malicious spirit?
I grin as your dewy eyes finally lock with mine
I’ve waited so long for our fates to intertwine
Oh my poor soul, it’s no use to scamper
No one outruns the lurker.
Is this from anything? Did you write that? Cause it is really, really good.
@@goji253 Yes I wrote it on the spot listening to Lucas' music, glad you like it.
@@velyth9979
You have some serious talent if you just did that on the spot.
Jeez... this is amazing!
Definitely one of your most captivating works. Your music is so inspiring to me.
*Not* *Alone*
An ordinary night goes on as I sit on my desk in the dim light of my room
Nothing special to notice
Outside everything is silent
The clock says 2:26AM
Everyone is sound asleep
E v e r y o n e ?
A light breeze rattles the leaves of the trees outside my window
And then again
Everything is silent
E v e r y t h i n g ?
As the time passes, I sense another presence near me
Something different
Something extraordinary
S o m e t h i n g
Chills flow down my spine as I get the feeling that I'm not alone in my room
As if another person is watching me from over my shoulder
Someone is there
S o m e o n e
I notice in the corner of my eye a shadow
Hiding in the darkness of my room
As if I'm its prey
Suddenly I feel a pressure around my neck
Like something is actually trying to suffocate me
As if it wants to consume me
Abruptly though it all ends with another breeze from outside
It seemed as if the wind had brought me a visitor
And now it took him away...
But I feel like he will return...
He is not done with me...
He is *The* *Lurker*
thanks for reading :')
...its just a comment a RUclips comment thanks for reading.
Love it
No, that was me. I found some donuts and did not know if you wanted any, but realized what time it was at the last second and left without saying anything because it was kind of awkward. Sorry about that...
I think the first thumbnail picture was more fitting; amazing song anyways :)
I am glad for it. Love your music. It have a soul and describes a life.
I do love this kind of music instead of lyrical one❤thank you for the one who played this, keep it up! Love yah from Philippines!🙋💝
Your music brings out a side of me I never knew existed. I feel calm, yet strong and confident, and I get the urge to fight the evil in my life. Your music transforms me and for some time I feel I no longer am here, but somewhere else. Somewhere empty, not a single soul present but mine. It’s like I escape this materialistic fake world.
Votre musique est magnifique. Beaucoup de douceur et de grâce dans votre façon de jouer au piano. J'aime beaucoup vous écouter.
Remarkable!
It's so beautiful
I dropped everything I was doing when I saw there was a new Lucas King piece up! Your music is a beauty beyond words.
Beautiful!!
sorry, it's already very nice I love your stuff you put on piano and the combination with the images is cool
I need to play this as soon as possible Lucas pleaseeee we need a tutorial video ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
I love it
simplemente increíble....
Dark piano..? I feel my deep suffering emerge when I listen to your music...
And it is good because I can then identify it and let it fade away...Thank you!
Truly beautiful work, this is breathtaking 🖤🖤
awesome song Lucas
❤I love your music❤
❤
❤.
Oh it sounds sadder and more...human now 😮funny how that works, just by using different instruments. Fascinating, even.
wow i Cry...
Here we go again
I NEED for you to be discovered and come out with sheet music for your pieces. I love your works so much it's irresistible! 🎹🎹🎶🎶
Love ♥
❤😞
Lucas can you please upload a piano tutorial for this piece? I am dying to play it 🖤 Please!
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*no dislikes*
I love you.
he sat in his mansion, in his leather chair, drinking a glass of hot tea, staring out the window. like always.
he was watching. he was always watching.
he wasn’t an ordinary human. he wasn’t even human. no one knew what he was and he wasn’t quite sure himself. but sometimes he wondered if he was the devil.
he wondered if he was the devil after witnessing women die horrible deaths and then realizing after that it was his doings.
at first he was horrified, but now he had accepted it. and he kind of enjoyed it.
his view scanned the streets of cities all over the world, trying to find the next pretty girl he could destroy.
at one point, he wondered if he was capable of love. his eyes landed on a delicate looking girl with fire in her eyes and felt something strange in his stomach; butterflies, the humans called it.
he approached the girl, introducing himself. she knew he was dangerous from the beginning and it excited her in a way.
he promised himself not to hurt her. she was the one thing that brought him joy. around her he felt. he felt things he never even could comprehend before.
but as time passed the joy slowly grew faint and in a moment of rage at himself for not being able to keep his love happy, he killed her.
after he did so, he felt content. he quieted the voice in his mind telling him he was a monster.
maybe it was because by killing someone he cherished so much he finally accepted that he was a monster.
so now here he sits in his mansion, in his leather chair, drinking a glass of hot tea, staring out the window. like always.
Remember me a song but I can't remember the name u.u I love so much your job :3
I really think that this is your greatest work it has such a beautiful, dark tone but what means "lurker" ?
someone who hides and observes attentively
When a playlist for spotify or itune?? take my money... give me give me ur music hahha...
Getting a gothic Tim Burton vibe 👍
It's only me who's getting sad vibes from this... ?
Yesterday: YAY I forgot my heartbroken! Fuck you ex-crush!
Today and while I'm listening this: hello depression.. my old friend :'c
That wolf picture is so CUTE. I'm going to swipe that to make sure the lurker from the previous thumbnail doesn't harm it.
Plus, your music is as great as usual. This one is one of my favorites of the recent songs you've done though. Very well composed.
This is what plays when I go to /r9k/
What is /r9k/ ?
@@sicariusvast9555 robot9000
@@sicariusvast9555 where hope goes to die
Ok thanks
can you please give sheet music.
Imagine this in a Dark Souls game, or even Bloodborne
Definitely has more of a Bloodborne feel. In regards to that, I could imagine this in a hunter vs hunter fight where the Good Hunter realizes they've been being followed for half the game, only to find that their pursuer is slow, gradual, and hard to keep track of when fighting, as if they're toying with the player.
Awesome
Sounds like hungarian rhapsody
How do you record piano?
Alead a microphone
What’s the piano sheet music for this?
Can you make an Halloween song next time ? 🎃 (like « this is Halloween »)
sad :')
Red rising?
Lurker Saludos: Estoy esperando la mejor técnica de ataque, fijando el aire en favor, chocando la densidad del calor, la tierra fija donde me encuentro para disparar y demostrar que soy el mejor. LURKER.😎exactitud🕵volatilidad💣expansion🔭fijación 🛡ataque🔫y🏹listo 🛢acabe con el🗡 ⚰
Tutorial ? 😯
Ah you are greet
There they are again! That Lurker! Look how they stare with tired eyes, and then quickly turn away and stare again. They don't think that you see but you do!
Lips subtly move, but they never open...
Weirdo...
Look how they sit there, face down, not speaking much, and always in the corner, here but not really present, they watch like a stalker! What do they want from you? Every time your talking with people, every time you laugh with them, they stare with that blank, dull, tired face.
Well...
You never once thought, did you?
You only ever talked to them to say, "The heck are you looking at?"
And you never saw beyond the dull shell, and you never heard the voice stuck inside the throat!
You never noticed, that maybe that Lurker, that lone wolf looking for a pack, is a human too, like you!
Of course, you didn't! Now, they hate you, more than you hate them, and that coldness you and so many others made them lurk in, will make its way back to you...
I also wrote a different poem for the other version, since they both create different emotions for me and inspire different poems.
First to say first
Second to day first
Set speed to 2 its beautiful but weird
llege