The sadness feels nice when you are so empty. Remembering all the good and painful memories from the only/most thing/person you love in this world. We learnt to love the pain in our throat, the tears in our eyes and the knife in our heart.
It's dangerous dude. I went from romanticising my depression to nearly dying a couple of times because of cutting or simply cause I intended to die. Still love cutting tho, I cannot dismiss it.
Этот человек создаёт невероятно проникновенную и чувственную музыку, но самое удивительное как тонко и красочно он передаёт атмосферу и эмоции. Лучший dsbm проект. Pure sadness.
I wanted to write a long comment about the many projects you have and how they are all so very accurate representations of distinct and extreme emotion, or the lack thereof, but I can't keep a long text very consistent. I love you and your music and I wish I more often had the energy to tell people I love them. I never do and so I am... Left alone Lol
This is harmonizing with my head big time. - One more thing I wanted to say and I don't know if it'll make sense is that I feel that this like if fentanyl turned into depression.
@Andrew Wayne cringe accelerated You can overcome your concept of cringe if you embrace it, be non conformist and simply reject any standards or measures of society.
Cutting emptiness as though it will fill me As though something can heal this pain I cut and bleed Rivers red down the beautiful aria Of a wedded august night It’s beautiful.. and then I realize How alone I am And then i collapse back into the crawling sorrow that is me Holding at my legs rocking back and forth Nails into my skin and rivers flow down my legs As cold as this summer night And I remember this sound Of the dusken crickets And I remember the warmth of her arms I remember when the tears were blanketed and washed away But I’m drowning now… For years I’ve bled Bleeding into empty rooms to somehow feel like I’m not alone Filling voids with red And disturbing tears burning silently down the pale face There’s poetry on these razors Silver friends of mine Silver embraces There are the stories that have never been heard And no matter how painfully I scream How mournfully I cry How afflicted I bleed cutting hands They have never been heard… Everyday I try to keep hoping When I look down at my hands and see the illusions vanish I tell myself That it’s okay That someday will be a better day That arms don’t need to be so long That they will be reached But every day just builds more pain and insanity And I tremble and shake Flailing my arms and ripping my neck Because time never heals It’s not getting better All the lies that the suffering won’t last forever How I always tell myself that maybe tomorrow will be different I lay in a room Shaking… manic… empty Only lit by the august moon Reminding me… Reminding me of all that I want to forget And I sit in rose gardens Hallucinating their blossom Redder every day...
Omggggg mand you've really improved my life and always do my mood with all your musics especially en las que le metes piano, Carmen y Encontrarnos thank you so fucking much for doing and having done all that you do 😭😭😭😭💔💘 I wish you a not-so-sad life and that everything meliorates for you there and eventually, hopefully someday thrive pal, do take care please.
The sadness feels nice when you are so empty. Remembering all the good and painful memories from the only/most thing/person you love in this world. We learnt to love the pain in our throat, the tears in our eyes and the knife in our heart.
The pain fades away
The Sadness fades away
The Happiness Fades away
All thats left is an empty shell
Of my former Self
Subarashi
selfb
Ну вот, опять весь вечер ронять слезы.
Не расстраивайся
Смотри все не потрать, ещё пригодятся
I want 7:15 - 8:14 to go on forever.
Sadness is pure art
oh oui
Your music is like a faint light at the end of a derelict tunnel, ushering me through the darkness in my most forsaken hours.
Ahh, just the word "cutting". I think I'm in love with my depression.
One gets to think so
Me too
I'd rather hear this song than cut myself . get a tattoo of you want pain without scaring up your body
Then you are not really depressed
It's dangerous dude. I went from romanticising my depression to nearly dying a couple of times because of cutting or simply cause I intended to die. Still love cutting tho, I cannot dismiss it.
Дамиен, ты просто лучший.
Love in an empty heart
Этот человек создаёт невероятно проникновенную и чувственную музыку, но самое удивительное как тонко и красочно он передаёт атмосферу и эмоции. Лучший dsbm проект.
Pure sadness.
это не DSBM
@@mxlxvxlxnt это бум бэп
@@mxlxvxlxnt А ЧЕ ЭТО
@@tearsfollowmybloodflowoutveins BDSM
@@tearsfollowmybloodflowoutveins блекгейз
I wanted to write a long comment about the many projects you have and how they are all so very accurate representations of distinct and extreme emotion, or the lack thereof, but I can't keep a long text very consistent. I love you and your music and I wish I more often had the energy to tell people I love them. I never do and so I am... Left alone
Lol
SAME
sound of my life
Русское комьюнити сэднесса- лучшие люди
@@tentacli3s_940 украинское
Как всегда, прекрасно!
As always, Damien delivers.
Está música siempre me transporta a un lugar acogedor en los malos momentos, de verdad se agradece.
This is harmonizing with my head big time. - One more thing I wanted to say and I don't know if it'll make sense is that I feel that this like if fentanyl turned into depression.
it really fits the way i feel right now thank you for your music
Only feelings and pure pain.
prayers are insufficient
@Andrew Wayne cringe accelerated
You can overcome your concept of cringe if you embrace it, be non conformist and simply reject any standards or measures of society.
Cutting emptiness as though it will fill me
As though something can heal this pain
I cut and bleed
Rivers red down the beautiful aria
Of a wedded august night
It’s beautiful.. and then I realize
How alone I am
And then i collapse back into the crawling sorrow that is me
Holding at my legs rocking back and forth
Nails into my skin and rivers flow down my legs
As cold as this summer night
And I remember this sound
Of the dusken crickets
And I remember the warmth of her arms
I remember when the tears were blanketed and washed away
But I’m drowning now…
For years I’ve bled
Bleeding into empty rooms to somehow feel like I’m not alone
Filling voids with red
And disturbing tears burning silently down the pale face
There’s poetry on these razors
Silver friends of mine
Silver embraces
There are the stories that have never been heard
And no matter how painfully I scream
How mournfully I cry
How afflicted I bleed cutting hands
They have never been heard…
Everyday I try to keep hoping
When I look down at my hands and see the illusions vanish I tell myself
That it’s okay
That someday will be a better day
That arms don’t need to be so long
That they will be reached
But every day just builds more pain and insanity
And I tremble and shake
Flailing my arms and ripping my neck
Because time never heals
It’s not getting better
All the lies that the suffering won’t last forever
How I always tell myself that maybe tomorrow will be different
I lay in a room
Shaking… manic… empty
Only lit by the august moon
Reminding me…
Reminding me of all that I want to forget
And I sit in rose gardens
Hallucinating their blossom
Redder every day...
Are these lyrics or are you just amazing at poetry?
@Salvator_Satanae these are the lyrics. I wish I was this good at poetry lol
@@lukeadderson9942would be nice to have that lyricism but thanks for posting the lyrics
very good
Id love to know how to play intro ...
screams lost in the void of existence.
So Haunting
subarashi
Utena 😳✋
Awesome 🖤🎶
Keep good work guy
Damian, we love you
merci c'est merveilleux
Me encanta es grandioso es Maravilloso
Sleeping to this everynight
you are a great idol great inspiration Demian
feelings
i love it..
awesome as usual
her gün ölüyorum..
yaayyy❤❤
Brilliant
Omggggg mand you've really improved my life and always do my mood with all your musics especially en las que le metes piano, Carmen y Encontrarnos thank you so fucking much for doing and having done all that you do 😭😭😭😭💔💘
I wish you a not-so-sad life and that everything meliorates for you there and eventually, hopefully someday thrive pal, do take care please.
Jajajaj especially las que le metes piano..... Morí con esa 🤣🤣🤣
7:13
ayee
💞
♥
bazen önümü göremiyorum
Album, EP or single?
It's from 2015
@@erdyerdnusss unreleased
How do you record this man? Audio interface + DAW?
Yes probably
😍
Знать бы еще текст для полного погружения..
Ага...
☆
i'll always come back
:(
hhht
Good, but I recommend project Side of despondency for listening