Lucas King at age 95: YES! I have successfully written a piece of music for every single feeling or mental condition a human can have! Every. Single. One. Keep up the great work! Love your music!
Well as someone who's likely a sociopath, I've got a good idea of what it looks like,(a bit of topic but) people may think psychopaths and sociopaths are the same..... but the careful, intelligent and merciless sociopath is most certainly more frightening than a lunatic with no care, even to those who understand that they themselves are one
@@sw1nkz50 likely? From your comment only i can tell you're not a sociopath, because if you were you would feel like every last one of us do, and me as well, we are not merciless, we are not worse than a psychopath, we feel everything that you feel, the thing is. I can't feel empathy for thrash, for any sociopath if you ask how they would feel if a stranger or if a family member died they would answer that they would be sad, why tough? Because it's logical, but only when you lose someone you thought you cared about, you realize, that you indeed feel bad for them, but you don't care, or you don't feel like you should care, just like everyone who is a sociopath feels like
Natsu Marvel9 I have done researches about 'What's the difference between a psychopath and a sociopath' they said that sociopaths can feel guilt, remorse and sadness. But psychopaths don't. It's rare to see a psychopath cry in real. So, it would be really haunting to see these emotions play in a psychopath's eyes...
That picture of the child just makes this more unsettling. It almost gives off the impression of said psycho being physically abused as a child, as dark as it sounds. Good job with this piece.
Psycho's are born as psychopaths, but there are sociopaths, sociopaths sound like psychopaths are almost like psychopaths but, sociopaths are MADE unlike psychopaths. People become sociopaths because of childhood trauma, like getting abused at home alot, but not all people who have experienced childhood trauma doesn't have to be sociopaths. They can have other illnesses - But if you read this than cool! Have a nice day! Stay safe!
As far as I know, you are born being a psycho. If a situation (to say it in a way) damages you so much, the closer u're from being a psycho would be a sociopath.
There was a boy who never cried. He never smiled. He never played with other kids. All he would do was crouch in the corner and draw. Every day, he would draw the same disoriented figure. He wouldn’t leave the corner until he was done. His mom told him he needed to find a new hobby, and that’s when she saw him. The man he was drawing, came to life.
“You solved it!” My soon to be foster mother exclaimed “My new little boy is soooo smart, it only took you... 1.34 minutes! How did you figure it out?” I remained silent. “Well?” “I thought of it like...society.” I finally replied. “Ok ok, explain?” My foster mother pestered me. “Society isn’t perfect, it’s united. In my world, everything has to be p e r f e c t. There can be no mistakes... and the only way to fix them is to get rid of them entirely. That’s why I was able to find the perfect shapes so quickly, because only some people are good enough to get through, the others... are left behind.” I stared at the finished product...my masterpiece. This puzzle was what I wanted the rest of the world to be. I looked over to my new mothe- oh...? The woman had left. She was just like the others. I didn’t really care though. She wasn’t perfect.
This song has such a personality. Its such a variety of different moods and feelings just like a psycho. It can be soft and melancholic one moment and eerie and haunting the next. Its so beautiful
I compose poems to this music, I paint pictures, I fall asleep, I smoke a pipe alone, and I watch landscapes of the night city and nature... Truly small masterpieces from a modern composer! This is a talent!
There's something weird about you're music, when I first hear it, any of it i don't like it. But as I keep listening I start to really get what it's about. They always fit perfectly with the title giving it a great sense of emotion. It's definitely unique and that's why I subscribed.
Right now I’m currently sitting in the dark on my sofa with headphones on at eleven pm listening to this music and just loving the sense of anxiety it’s giving me because I keep hearing knocks and thumps around the house but turns out to be the music...or is it...
Sitting alone in the living room, watching tv. But the signal is kinda bad. The white light goes dark and the whole room along with it. Suddenly everything is quite. You are just sitting there in the dark, only hearing your breathing. AND SUDDENLY THE FRIDGE STARTS MAKING CUBES. just happened to me once.
I still remember. They told me to keep walking. Walk fast and don't turn back, don't listen. If I hear something, I must hear nothing. I realized on the way, that I would hear less better without ears. So I made a decision. I cannot look back either. I don't need to see in such a dark place. A cold place. Cold cold cold, warm was the ground but cold was the air. No not the air, the breath. They followed me, the ones that got the people who brought me here. I was tied, I remember I was tied. In a truck, but it stopped. They came for me. They killed the ones who took me, my kidnappers. Now I walk. The kidnappers were so scared they helped me escape. The kidnappers thought they would be forgiven. No. No no no. I can't see. I can't hear. But I feel it. It's breath. Wind. I remember the wind, I feel it. It comes from the box. I can see it. I can see it with no eyes. I don't need them. I can still remember what it looks like. I remember when I first made it. I remember. I remember. I remember. I forgot. I forgot. I forgot. The box remembers that I forgot. That is why it follows me. It waits for me to say it's name. I will not, I will not. It calls *me* names. I don't like the box. It took my nose. Now I cannot smell the air. Cold cold cold. Please. I can see the box. It calls for me. Like the kidnappers who feared me and the box. *Psycho*
@@ZaleskasConundrum you are most welcome, you are seriously talented and I hope you let me know when you write something else because it's not only a delight but an absolute pleasure to read your writing
as someone with antisocial personality disorder I can say this captures the singularity in one's mind perfectly. the feeling of being the only person alive living with just creatures you can communicate to various degrees, not feeling lonliness but knowing you could'nt be anything else because you are the only living person. this is how I feel, completely detached from the rest, singular. and I do understand other people are people as well but being detached from society and your mind being in a completely diffrent plane you do feel like if you are the only mind to exist.
When I was a boy, everyone thought I was weird. It put a target on my back for the other kids. Until I learned to play along, laughing and smiling like the other children. Pretending to be one of them, pretending to be "an emotional human being". After awhile, you begin to understand the rules and you understand what to do. Whine when things don't go your way and scream at others if they insult you. Being a human is time consuming
Why can´t you all just stop idolizing psychopaths?!?! I rlly hope this comment was sarcastic, however you´re obviously just like everybody else, craving to be a psycho. Well, whatever, I had a nice laugh bc of you all
@@perfection3252 I mean you could chose to literally believe anything on the internet thats up to you. I just wrote a little something just because why not. This comment section is full of poems, stories, etc. You have Azula as your profile pic so the irony is real strong with you. I'm glad you had your laugh because seeing a joke like yourself makes me laugh. While I agree we shouldn't idolize or even romantize psychopaths, Try not to be triggered over a youtube comment.
The dark is generous Its second gift is comforting illusion: the ease of gentle dreams in night’s embrace, the beauty that imagination brings to what would repel in the day’s harsh light. But the greatest of its comforts is the illusion that dark is temporary: that every night brings a new day. Because it’s the day that is temporary. Day is the illusion.
.. You seem to be seeing things.... Things that are a vague memory to you... Notting but the past, pain and regret at it's best. What do you do..?... Let it go, forget everything... Let everything slip away from mind, let everything slip away from you... Let yourself go... There's not any other person you can be... Or change into... You made yourself this way..... you made yourself the Psycho.
Did you know people can't make themselves psycho's they are born that way people can make themselves sociopaths though only because they've been through trama.
*Psycho* Insane Maybe... Confused Sorta... Voices in my head Kinda... All speak in many tones Not even i.... The person can ignore... Every voice gets louder and louder I can't even think anymore Each voice asks me questions Some....well... They never shut up... It drives me insane even when I'm stressed.... I can't ignore them but every time I try they get louder and louder... And it's scary.... Too scary.... **Thanks for reading**
@@lowercasesolar9019 They use it Because They have nothing better to do with there lives. Something edgy like saying "I'm dead inside" with unicorns rainbows and dolphins behind the quote.
You and your music are an inspiration. It's so astonishing reading through the comments and seeing some stories they've created whilst listening to this. Others stating that they listen to this while they do art. Most just enjoying and feeling your music in their own way. Hope you continue to be an inspiration to everyone. :)
A silent night. You logicly expect nothing, but arbitrary apprehention has you cautious. You laugh and joke with yourself, acting silly because you fear the erie silence. Faint russling of gravel from outside starts to worry you all of a sudden. Turning your phone light on, you creep outside, slowly opening the door like a prying cat. Though you see no one, something tells you, you're not alone. Making your way back in, you drop your phone. Annoyed, you pick it back up. Facing it ahead. Shocked! It's Shia Labouf!
The ringing Ding ding ding The house bell ring' A visitor is visiting The days Mono-tonous ways Straight A's Beautiful gaze ...trapped in a maze... The echoes of past An enchantment cast The melodies last Mellifluous blast Through the vast Shipwrecked mast On the unwritten draft A new found craft A new found raft Similar and soft The whispering waft Hiding in the loft Finding it woft Smiles to you Logic in it too It's late for you There are now two.
Mason S the reason why it began to change was to show how everything got worse and uncontrolled. It is also the reason why each paragraph has one more verse. The second last paragraph also shows how unpredictable and anarchic things became. :)
The only thing that limits you in life is your imagination. When you can see beautiful things in destroy, ugliness and death that other humans can’t see. It means you don’t have limits. Life is such a beautiful thing. Full of art and joy.
When you smile, I smile mother. When you laugh, I laugh mother. When you cry, I cry mother. Such a fun game we play mother. When I bleed, you bleed mother. Is that not how it works? Why do you cry mother? I am not crying mother I will fix your smile, Carved just like a pumkin mother. Now we smile together. Why do you look so scared mother? I am not scared mother. Let me get the knife, we will carve again. When I smile you smile. Such a fun game we play.
Lucas, This is my taste in piano, and I must thank you for creating beautiful pieces such as this. I find it calming, when I find myself down, I listen to tunes of your's similar to this. Thank you Lucas.
your songs are perfect to hear while drawing or just trying to focus on something, every time i draw and don't know what to listen to, i come here to listen to some good quality piano
Sometimes the line between genius and insanity is so thin, the two become undifferentiable, the question is if one can still walk on it before falling.
This music has been so helpful to me. I am currently writing a horror story about a girl and her nightmares. but there's a terrible secret encoded in her nightmares that her mind is trying to figure out. This music just puts me in the mood to right about something so scary, mysterious,and dark. Thanks!
I've been diagnosed with an "antisocial personality disorder" (what most people refers as "sociopathy"), and my experience is I do feel emotions, except in very light quantities. An image I like to use when describing my "condition" to people is: imagine a glass of water. Most people drink directly from that glass, without problem. My glass is screwed to the table, and I only have a small, thin straw to drink with. This glass of water is the pool of human emotions. Mine are just... thin. Diluted.
Just as good as your other piece "Psychopath". Your music inspires me when I'm writing and these two are perfect for a character that is a psychopath. Love your music!
Unfair is what it IS . Born to a father of pilfered peace, HEreditary hath GAVE ME a DISEASE Unthinking, unfeeling, unsteady, unclean I found no joy, no place to be And I, know what eyes can seeeeee But nobody knows what is within me. IT aaaaaalll started with one simple squirrel, I so loved how it's EYES glistened likes pearls But then I Made it cryyy With an unjust mind | I gave it a blood eagle And it ignored my crimes, For now it flew off With wings of meat and lime. Then there was the bready boy, giving out all his bready joys, I felt a strong sensation for him And he granted me all my passing whims, Until he was dead When he used all his power To forcefully blossom my flower So I gave him the RED. ANd now he's dead. I felt new, almost reborn in my stead, The people, most looked at me with dread, So I made sure they were dead dead dead. I couldn't stop, This feeling of POP. It gave me the strongest senSATION To DROP Everyone, everything, It kept gOIng, I would not think.!!! The years passed by, A following grew in time, Of cretins with like-minded illness? And drive. Buuuuut despite all these Like minded acolytes, With facetious faces! And delirious cases! I never once thought That they were like I. Then one day, After running far away, From a prison of the state, I saw him, so late His eyes shone With that same sickly gaze That I was privy to Staring into a lake for days. But despite it being the darkest point of the night I saw him sharing a light, With lambs and sheep, But they had no fright. How did he do that? How could he stay sat When all of this fodder Was just waiting to be slaughtered Waiting to give him a happiness enchant That only a euphoric sickness could grant? And then it HIT! Like a javelin tip This man knew something That I didn't. To resist that disease Only a dream could please And yet he was here Not killing these fiends. As day came around, And they all packed up in sound, I knew I had found My psychotic mound. And as they went off neatly, On their adventure sublime, I followed him discreetly Knowing he would be mine.
I think this song is suited as a soundtrack to "The haunting of Bly Manor". It gives you the feeling that something awful happened in a place, something that can never be undone, all mixed with a feeling of melancholy, pain, sadness and something evil lurking around and if you get too close, it can happen to you too.
This dark and eerie piano piece really sets the mood for something intense and suspenseful. The haunting melodies create a sense of foreboding and mystery that keeps you on edge throughout. Perfect for creating a creepy atmosphere in a film or TV show.
I've been listening to your sounds for some time, but when I stopped to hear this "Psycho" sound, it's like the void itself, a swamp where there are only trees and some kind of still water, it's hard to describe, while it has life, it has death, if you know what I mean. I live in a place that contains a lot of things from nature, and hearing this sound seeing all those tree branches swinging is like filling all the emotional emptiness that's in me. Thanks for this sound, I hate to have to thank you for something and vice and versa. But this particular sound turns my life into a dramatic movie scene, it gets even more perfect when the day is cloudy. Sorry, my English it's not as good as it looks. Thanks again...
You can hear the voices The ones of great regret and solitude Forevermore am I trapped in this eternal place This pinnacle of joy, hatred and suffering Some say nonsense, some say I am crazy Some say I am nothing more than insane I say to them does this world represent nothing more than a mere illusion? For it was through the mind we found our meaning The meaning of those voices The meaning of this retched place we call home For I say unto you do not bear the burden of what I have brought unto myself For it only brings me sadness I implore you, simply, merely To understand that I reap the heavenly benefits of non conformity And who! But I can say I am all but what you call normal? It it through your devious, malicious ways that I am rejected, shunned and choked to death Call unto you a simple epiphany One of understanding, one of meaning Yet nothing changes Nothing occurs For it is all but the same They call me a liar Through names of mental, insane and weird I am shunned And to me that is ok For it was through the mind that I found my meaning, my understanding, my insanity. And now I reap the heavenly benefits But I lose myself In the labyrinth of my insanity I reach end after end only hoping It then impales me through the chest Hope has never came to the aid of a sinner such as I For it is through the devil's song I am cast away from the light The voices urge me They sing They dance They scorn I say to you, do not merely look unto me with eyes of great compassion I say to you, shun me Lock me away For it is through this way and only this way might I find understanding The understanding of my kind For it was through insanity, darkness found me and showed its wretched face The only face I have ever known
perfection yet experience may only yield so far a reward of wise sharpening of ones self, one must only live within non excessive principle.... Authorizing only balance... On the rope starting the flames.... Burning within..... Walking over shards of a hour glass... I dropped... My feet are bleeding... My past is aromatic a cloud I'm receiving... Inhaling my exhalation.. I am one. -James A Thomas.
Lucas is GENIUS! Psycho in the making ; Traumatic events loading and then experiencing loneliness : start to 3:50, Starting getting pain and being uncomfortable after exposing to that events 3:50 to 4:42 experiencing sadness due to that , Ignoring the traumatic past and trying to live life and experiencing depression from time to time trying to understand what is wrong with himself and with his life 4:42 to 9:45, Changing personality as a Psycho as subconsciousness is attacked and disturbed by the twisted thoughts from time to time 9:45 to 12:02, Deciding to start to move in order to reflect his emotions occupied and attacked by his twisted thoughts in order to cope trauma and bad memories and depression and then complete loneliness 12:02 to end. That is my interpretation of this song. By the way, also the image of the video is pure art. I think admin might be also a psychologist.
I like the comments here, it's like people want to write short stories everytime they listen to your music. Plus, the feeling that your pieces give me are amazing. Since everyone can have their own opinions about things, the interpretation of your songs are all different for different people, which is why it makes these comment sections exciting to read while listening to your music :3 P.S. Dumb ads XD, I was feeling all creeped out and scared nice kind of feeling until there was suddenly the sound of crispy fried chicken. :/
Stupid ads. I'm listening to this lovely piece (song? I could swear that there's something other than piano in this) while I'm animating, and I hear an ad about Samsung come on. Really irritating. But, in spite of the ads, this is a delightful work of art (for people who are into dark pieces, like me).
@@jeniferlopez20 Don't tell me being a ` psychopath ` is giving you confidence right now, also don't call the guy an edge lord. You must be less experienced than the guy, aren't you?
desperta algo sinistro em vc essa música! mas, ao mesmo tempo a melancolia toma conta da sua mente! reflexões existenciais tomam a mentalidade! quem eu sou? o que estou fazendo aqui? será que estou no lugar certo? pq me olham? pq não me olham? a materialidade e o espírito/ mente entram em conflito com essa música!
You go deep into a dark room, no lights available...only you, darkness and he...he is staring at you until you notice his presence, now you both know you are there but you are way to far from the power interruptor to turn on lights but....you start to realize you don’t have any fear, that’s strange cause you are standing in front of an strange shadow in deep darkness; so you start walking towards him and when you are about to touch him he disappears but then you hear a whisper that call form your dark closet “come here my child, he says” you don’t want to go inside but looks like your body controls itself so you start walking to your closet, enter it and suddenly that kid is gone...”MY CHILD MY CHILD”cries the old mother “THEY TOOK MY CHILD” she said. Later that night she hears a whisper from a dark room “Mother, I’m here” , the mother runs so fast she forgot to turn on the lights she was way too deep on the darkness and then she feel a tiny cold hand touching her “Mom it’s me, come” as the hand suddenly disappears and a closet opens.....
People will try and make you feel like you are something you aren’t just to make themselves feel more powerful. Why must you want to destroy something so beautiful?
Our thoughts twine with a message hopelessly lost in the eternal darkness, scraping for every bit of light. We wish to create good, but don't have a clue to help those who preferred dark over light. Either hated, or alone, that's the story of most of our lives.
To be honest this is a go song to listen but not at 3 am. I am getting goosebumps with every note and this is scaring the shit out of me . (Thanks for making this song. It's a great song)
A room with static walls, broken mirrors, and backward clocks. I was in the middle of the room, holding my head with twisted hands stuck on the eyes, ears, and mouth of my face like duck tape. I told my hands to let me go, and they did immediately, I was in control. But now I must test how much control I have...Sorry I'm vague as heck but I want to use this as a story idea so...yeah
You're music is meant for me. It actually helps me and calm. On the DL, I am a BPD, in have GAD, PTSD, and Stockholm Syndrom. To me, it's not dark but a way into our minds by piano. And helpful to me at least. I can't speak for anyone else but uniquely, stunning, unexpected vibrance, from us unfortunate mentally ill. 🕉May Lord🐘 Ganesha give you many Auspicious blessings and more inspiration for more Enchanting music!🎶
Jealousy. That's what I feel everytime I see her. She's like one of the most impressive human on Earth, but yet I hate her. Always so much better than me. In arts, in sports, in talking, in socialising. She's always better. Always so perfect. That drives me insane; I wish I knew how to be like her. I hate her... We are both so unlikable, but why is she again better than me at hiding it ? Unfair. That's really unfair. She's always so nice, so funny, so adorable, so pretty, so her. Why can't I be like her... I don't remember how we managed to be friends. We have nothing in common. I'll just admit that she used me to jump higher in good reputation. I hate her. ...
Dude you have amazing audio for pretty much anything!! Like I was reading a book and just pressed on your piano playlist and damn that was amazing!! Keep it up bub
I used to had mental issues, i rmb that time I accidentally found this.when I start listening to this I got so many weird thoughts in my mind and extremely dizzy. But it so weird that I like the feelings
@julien villagrana Because, when something is made beautiful, it is meant to be burned twice as beautiful. Once it is done burning it gives off a message we all should carry in the front of our minds, we are all made beautifully just to turn into ashes that may be blown away in the wind. Beauty is worthless, we are all bound to die and in the end.. Turn to ashes.
Someone just arrived, stoly dream. He did nothing worth... Still made me scream. The lie is that, hardwork gets you results. The truth is just a black cream. The life is nothing, but a book of lies. Everybody are just lifeless flies. Roaming around for the rest of the lives... But in the end, are caught by the frauds and scheme. Someone just arrived, and stole my dream.
Hey mate, your work is amazing! The emotions in you pieces are wonderful. If I may ask, i'm developing a game in College, and i would like to know if i can use your songs in my game, or how much it costs for it.
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Lucas King at age 95:
YES! I have successfully written a piece of music for every single feeling or mental condition a human can have!
Every. Single. One.
Keep up the great work! Love your music!
U got it right
U know that he doesnt write them right?
andi bro If you look it says original piece. He always lets you know when it’s one of his compositions, and most of them are.
@@andi827 He does, in his mind
@@andi827 who knows, maybe Lucas does write the music sheets, but he never publish it.
"have you ever seen 'sadness' in a psychopaths eyes? its haunting..."
Is this from somewhere?
Well as someone who's likely a sociopath, I've got a good idea of what it looks like,(a bit of topic but) people may think psychopaths and sociopaths are the same..... but the careful, intelligent and merciless sociopath is most certainly more frightening than a lunatic with no care, even to those who understand that they themselves are one
@@sw1nkz50 likely? From your comment only i can tell you're not a sociopath, because if you were you would feel like every last one of us do, and me as well, we are not merciless, we are not worse than a psychopath, we feel everything that you feel, the thing is. I can't feel empathy for thrash, for any sociopath if you ask how they would feel if a stranger or if a family member died they would answer that they would be sad, why tough? Because it's logical, but only when you lose someone you thought you cared about, you realize, that you indeed feel bad for them, but you don't care, or you don't feel like you should care, just like everyone who is a sociopath feels like
Natsu Marvel9 Thanks for explaining that to him. I don't understand why people assume sociopaths are unfeeling.
Natsu Marvel9 I have done researches about 'What's the difference between a psychopath and a sociopath' they said that sociopaths can feel guilt, remorse and sadness. But psychopaths don't. It's rare to see a psychopath cry in real. So, it would be really haunting to see these emotions play in a psychopath's eyes...
All it takes is "one bad day"
-joker
That picture of the child just makes this more unsettling. It almost gives off the impression of said psycho being physically abused as a child, as dark as it sounds. Good job with this piece.
@The Yandere Killer You get it. ❤
Psycho's are born as psychopaths,
but there are sociopaths,
sociopaths sound like psychopaths are almost like psychopaths but,
sociopaths are MADE unlike psychopaths.
People become sociopaths because of childhood trauma,
like getting abused at home alot, but not all people who have experienced childhood trauma doesn't have to be sociopaths.
They can have other illnesses
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But if you read this than cool! Have a nice day! Stay safe!
Terroto Rotbart you know what I am :(
bete noire I am also what you described
As far as I know, you are born being a psycho. If a situation (to say it in a way) damages you so much, the closer u're from being a psycho would be a sociopath.
"No one cared who I was, until I put on the mask."
I am drowning on a 1 meter deep pool because of this comment.
@@zerofucksgiven1217 Strange, I don't see anyone asking for your opinion
@Yuuji Kazami Ah, thank you for your wise words. I shall go to ignoring the prepubescent child
70 likes, wow I love ruining numbers
this was an saying that one famous musician said
There was a boy who never cried. He never smiled. He never played with other kids. All he would do was crouch in the corner and draw. Every day, he would draw the same disoriented figure. He wouldn’t leave the corner until he was done. His mom told him he needed to find a new hobby, and that’s when she saw him. The man he was drawing, came to life.
@Zombie X thanks!🙌🏾
oh you describe my character... f*ck nooooo
(by the way, amazing)
@@PGaroa thanks!!
Bro that's so dark 🖤
Tom Marvolo Riddle
“You solved it!” My soon to be foster mother exclaimed
“My new little boy is soooo smart, it only took you... 1.34 minutes! How did you figure it out?”
I remained silent.
“Well?”
“I thought of it like...society.” I finally replied.
“Ok ok, explain?” My foster mother pestered me.
“Society isn’t perfect, it’s united. In my world, everything has to be p e r f e c t. There can be no mistakes... and the only way to fix them is to get rid of them entirely. That’s why I was able to find the perfect shapes so quickly, because only some people are good enough to get through, the others... are left behind.” I stared at the finished product...my masterpiece. This puzzle was what I wanted the rest of the world to be. I looked over to my new mothe- oh...?
The woman had left.
She was just like the others. I didn’t really care though. She wasn’t perfect.
This has to be one of the best short stories i've ever read.
This has to be a movie, right ?
@@ladyfoxwf1075 What's ASPD?
@@ladyfoxwf1075 look at you, trying to sound special
@@ladyfoxwf1075 right ok then
I'm listening to this masterpiece, while writing a chapter about the MC of my story, who is a serial killer.
Tell me who's the killer?
How does he kill his victims?
@@BlueMist9667 by making them laugh too much until they die
@@fbi6857 Knock knock FPI open up
@@Shirazie *AaaaAahhH
I’m a psyco for Luca’s Music 😵
Everyone is
I hate that Psycho is spelled wrong
OMG, Michael Ortega! Ur here! Omg! I love your music! Like broken hearts!
Ikr
ok
This song has such a personality. Its such a variety of different moods and feelings just like a psycho. It can be soft and melancholic one moment and eerie and haunting the next. Its so beautiful
I fear no man
But that thing
When Lucas King does not write a story in the description
It scares me
I compose poems to this music, I paint pictures, I fall asleep, I smoke a pipe alone, and I watch landscapes of the night city and nature... Truly small masterpieces from a modern composer! This is a talent!
There's something weird about you're music, when I first hear it, any of it i don't like it. But as I keep listening I start to really get what it's about. They always fit perfectly with the title giving it a great sense of emotion. It's definitely unique and that's why I subscribed.
Avalon Meade Thank you man.
But i hate the profil picture like you are making fun of sharks
That happens to me sometimes too.
AERODYNAMIC FUDGSICLE there’s something weird about you are music,.. it’s your********* thank you for coming to my ted talk
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I haven´t finished listening yet, but I know that it´s a great piece of music, because it´s from you :)
🙋
well finish listing
Right now I’m currently sitting in the dark on my sofa with headphones on at eleven pm listening to this music and just loving the sense of anxiety it’s giving me because I keep hearing knocks and thumps around the house but turns out to be the music...or is it...
Bruh, you need to sleep
Sitting alone in the living room, watching tv. But the signal is kinda bad. The white light goes dark and the whole room along with it. Suddenly everything is quite. You are just sitting there in the dark, only hearing your breathing.
AND SUDDENLY THE FRIDGE STARTS MAKING CUBES.
just happened to me once.
I still remember.
They told me to keep walking. Walk fast and don't turn back, don't listen. If I hear something, I must hear nothing. I realized on the way, that I would hear less better without ears. So I made a decision. I cannot look back either. I don't need to see in such a dark place. A cold place. Cold cold cold, warm was the ground but cold was the air. No not the air, the breath.
They followed me, the ones that got the people who brought me here. I was tied, I remember I was tied. In a truck, but it stopped. They came for me. They killed the ones who took me, my kidnappers. Now I walk. The kidnappers were so scared they helped me escape. The kidnappers thought they would be forgiven. No. No no no.
I can't see. I can't hear. But I feel it. It's breath. Wind. I remember the wind, I feel it.
It comes from the box. I can see it. I can see it with no eyes. I don't need them. I can still remember what it looks like. I remember when I first made it.
I remember. I remember. I remember.
I forgot. I forgot. I forgot.
The box remembers that I forgot. That is why it follows me. It waits for me to say it's name. I will not, I will not.
It calls *me* names. I don't like the box. It took my nose. Now I cannot smell the air. Cold cold cold. Please.
I can see the box. It calls for me. Like the kidnappers who feared me and the box.
*Psycho*
Sunny Sunny Really? Thank you so much! I know I have some on a few more like Hate and Liar, definitely Void and Depression.
Why does this remind me of the cranks that are past gone in the maze runner?
YOU SIR, ARE EDGAR ALLEN POE REINCARNATED. WELL DONE ON THIS, GOOD JOB
@@Boo-px8bx :) I'd given up writing in recent years, but continue to find inspiration to continue, this means a lot
@@ZaleskasConundrum you are most welcome, you are seriously talented and I hope you let me know when you write something else because it's not only a delight but an absolute pleasure to read your writing
as someone with antisocial personality disorder I can say this captures the singularity in one's mind perfectly.
the feeling of being the only person alive living with just creatures you can communicate to various degrees, not feeling lonliness but knowing you could'nt be anything else because you are the only living person. this is how I feel, completely detached from the rest, singular.
and I do understand other people are people as well but being detached from society and your mind being in a completely diffrent plane you do feel like if you are the only mind to exist.
When I was a boy, everyone thought I was weird. It put a target on my back for the other kids. Until I learned to play along, laughing and smiling like the other children. Pretending to be one of them, pretending to be "an emotional human being". After awhile, you begin to understand the rules and you understand what to do. Whine when things don't go your way and scream at others if they insult you. Being a human is time consuming
Almost the story of autism except I still don't speak much
Why can´t you all just stop idolizing psychopaths?!?! I rlly hope this comment was sarcastic, however you´re obviously just like everybody else, craving to be a psycho. Well, whatever, I had a nice laugh bc of you all
@@perfection3252 I mean you could chose to literally believe anything on the internet thats up to you. I just wrote a little something just because why not. This comment section is full of poems, stories, etc. You have Azula as your profile pic so the irony is real strong with you. I'm glad you had your laugh because seeing a joke like yourself makes me laugh. While I agree we shouldn't idolize or even romantize psychopaths, Try not to be triggered over a youtube comment.
ok edgelord
Not gonna lie, I feel this way sometimes. I *HAVE* felt this way before.
The dark is generous
Its second gift is comforting illusion: the ease of gentle dreams in night’s embrace, the beauty that imagination brings to what would repel in the day’s harsh light. But the greatest of its comforts is the illusion that dark is temporary: that every night brings a new day. Because it’s the day that is temporary.
Day is the illusion.
Your music...it makes me want to close my eyes, dance gracefully, slowly, in the room alone, complete dark, smiling.
.. You seem to be seeing things.... Things that are a vague memory to you... Notting but the past, pain and regret at it's best. What do you do..?... Let it go, forget everything... Let everything slip away from mind, let everything slip away from you... Let yourself go... There's not any other person you can be... Or change into... You made yourself this way.....
you made yourself the Psycho.
Sweet Mia I love this one. I find it beautiful in a sense.
I did, didn't I. Don't worry I'm not a psycho, or as you imply maybe I am.
The ending is really great
Did you know people can't make themselves psycho's they are born that way people can make themselves sociopaths though only because they've been through trama.
It's creepy, sad, powerful, perfect and masterpiece💗
*Psycho*
Insane
Maybe...
Confused
Sorta...
Voices in my head
Kinda...
All speak in many tones
Not even i....
The person can ignore...
Every voice gets louder and louder
I can't even think anymore
Each voice asks me questions
Some....well...
They never shut up...
It drives me insane even when I'm stressed....
I can't ignore them but every time I try they get louder and louder...
And it's scary....
Too scary....
**Thanks for reading**
I love when people do this types of things. It brings out their artistic side.
クイーンтѕυιѕυтo
Thank you!!💖
edgy
Being edgy isn't something bad tbh, I'm also edgy so yeah I didn't mean to insult him
@@lowercasesolar9019
They use it Because
They have nothing better to do with there lives.
Something edgy like saying "I'm dead inside" with unicorns rainbows and dolphins behind the quote.
I like the peace when I hear this melody in the dark alone. It makes me happy and calm.
You and your music are an inspiration. It's so astonishing reading through the comments and seeing some stories they've created whilst listening to this. Others stating that they listen to this while they do art. Most just enjoying and feeling your music in their own way. Hope you continue to be an inspiration to everyone. :)
A silent night. You logicly expect nothing, but arbitrary apprehention has you cautious. You laugh and joke with yourself, acting silly because you fear the erie silence. Faint russling of gravel from outside starts to worry you all of a sudden. Turning your phone light on, you creep outside, slowly opening the door like a prying cat. Though you see no one, something tells you, you're not alone. Making your way back in, you drop your phone. Annoyed, you pick it back up. Facing it ahead. Shocked! It's Shia Labouf!
mc blammer the most climactic end was written between such intense words... that was hilarious 🤣
Omg XD intense endings leads to intense laughter XDDDDD
ITS A SHIA SURPRISE!
😂😂
The ringing
Ding ding ding
The house bell ring'
A visitor is visiting
The days
Mono-tonous ways
Straight A's
Beautiful gaze
...trapped in a maze...
The echoes of past
An enchantment cast
The melodies last
Mellifluous blast
Through the vast
Shipwrecked mast
On the unwritten draft
A new found craft
A new found raft
Similar and soft
The whispering waft
Hiding in the loft
Finding it woft
Smiles to you
Logic in it too
It's late for you
There are now two.
Ephime #001 that's very well written good job!
You man bro
You started cheesing when it came to the "unwritten draft" and lost balance in the theme :b
Mason S the reason why it began to change was to show how everything got worse and uncontrolled. It is also the reason why each paragraph has one more verse. The second last paragraph also shows how unpredictable and anarchic things became. :)
Ephime #001 very well written. I am fascinated with creativity and madness. Your poem brings that out
_'its hard to turn the page when you know someone won't be in the next chapter , but the story must go on'_
The only thing that limits you in life is your imagination. When you can see beautiful things in destroy, ugliness and death that other humans can’t see. It means you don’t have limits. Life is such a beautiful thing. Full of art and joy.
Every man is moon and every moon has dark side.
No one is innocent in this world.
Absolutely right 👍☠
When you smile, I smile mother.
When you laugh, I laugh mother.
When you cry, I cry mother.
Such a fun game we play mother.
When I bleed, you bleed mother.
Is that not how it works?
Why do you cry mother? I am not crying mother
I will fix your smile, Carved just like a pumkin mother.
Now we smile together.
Why do you look so scared mother?
I am not scared mother.
Let me get the knife, we will carve again.
When I smile you smile.
Such a fun game we play.
💀
creepy
@@morsine kinda cringy
@@morsine who dosen't feel good sharing?
Dammm 💀
All of your compositions are astounding. I do not know why I haven't heard them all sooner
Lucas, This is my taste in piano, and I must thank you for creating beautiful pieces such as this. I find it calming, when I find myself down, I listen to tunes of your's similar to this. Thank you Lucas.
This night will never be forgotten. My mother has cancer and is having surgery in the morning. I will remember hearing this
your songs are perfect to hear while drawing or just trying to focus on something, every time i draw and don't know what to listen to, i come here to listen to some good quality piano
I like how you manage to give so much emotions with a few notes
And the silence in between each one tho...
So haunting and yet soothing. I love this kind of music.
Danke für diese große Intelligenz und für das große Kompliment!
Sometimes the line between genius and insanity is so thin, the two become undifferentiable, the question is if one can still walk on it before falling.
I have no idea how this has only 14.000 views so far this is one of my absolute favourites by you.
People had different taste you know
Well, now it have 1.7 millons of views xd.
This music has been so helpful to me. I am currently writing a horror story about a girl and her nightmares. but there's a terrible secret encoded in her nightmares that her mind is trying to figure out. This music just puts me in the mood to right about something so scary, mysterious,and dark. Thanks!
Such a masterpiece as always. You could feel the state and everything. Please, continue with your music
So you could feel everything huh?
I've been diagnosed with an "antisocial personality disorder" (what most people refers as "sociopathy"), and my experience is I do feel emotions, except in very light quantities. An image I like to use when describing my "condition" to people is: imagine a glass of water. Most people drink directly from that glass, without problem. My glass is screwed to the table, and I only have a small, thin straw to drink with. This glass of water is the pool of human emotions. Mine are just... thin. Diluted.
Just as good as your other piece "Psychopath". Your music inspires me when I'm writing and these two are perfect for a character that is a psychopath. Love your music!
x2
Unfair is what it IS
.
Born to a father of pilfered peace,
HEreditary hath GAVE ME a DISEASE
Unthinking, unfeeling, unsteady, unclean
I found no joy, no place to be
And I, know what eyes can seeeeee
But nobody knows what is within
me.
IT aaaaaalll started with one simple squirrel,
I so loved how it's EYES glistened likes pearls
But then I
Made it cryyy
With an unjust mind | I gave it a blood eagle
And it ignored my crimes,
For now it flew off
With wings of meat and lime.
Then there was the bready boy,
giving out all his bready joys,
I felt a strong sensation for him
And he granted me all my passing whims,
Until he was dead
When he used all his power
To forcefully blossom my flower
So I gave him the RED.
ANd now he's dead.
I felt new, almost reborn in my stead,
The people, most looked at me with dread,
So I made sure they were
dead
dead
dead.
I couldn't stop,
This feeling of POP.
It gave me the strongest senSATION
To DROP
Everyone, everything,
It kept gOIng,
I would not think.!!!
The years passed by,
A following grew in time,
Of cretins with like-minded illness?
And drive.
Buuuuut despite all these
Like minded acolytes,
With facetious faces!
And delirious cases!
I never once thought
That they were like I.
Then one day,
After running far away,
From a prison of the state,
I saw him, so late
His eyes shone
With that same sickly gaze
That I was privy to
Staring into a lake for days.
But despite it
being the darkest point of the night
I saw him sharing a light,
With lambs and sheep,
But they had no fright.
How did he do that?
How could he stay sat
When all of this fodder
Was just waiting to be slaughtered
Waiting to give him a happiness enchant
That only a euphoric sickness could grant?
And then it HIT!
Like a javelin tip
This man knew something
That I didn't.
To resist that disease
Only a dream could please
And yet he was here
Not killing these fiends.
As day came around,
And they all packed up in sound,
I knew I had found
My psychotic mound.
And as they went off neatly,
On their adventure sublime,
I followed him discreetly
Knowing he would be mine.
An Author wow
15:00 if you start reading this at this point of the video it gets good!
Listening to this in the day light makes it feels as if its night.
I think this song is suited as a soundtrack to "The haunting of Bly Manor". It gives you the feeling that something awful happened in a place, something that can never be undone, all mixed with a feeling of melancholy, pain, sadness and something evil lurking around and if you get too close, it can happen to you too.
Your music is motivation for me to continue living💔
Are you okay?
very bad :((
Tuan you’ll be okay one day 🌹
Wew
🖤
This is art, I like so much your music 💕
This dark and eerie piano piece really sets the mood for something intense and suspenseful. The haunting melodies create a sense of foreboding and mystery that keeps you on edge throughout. Perfect for creating a creepy atmosphere in a film or TV show.
We have a soundtrack for the animation of Killing Stalking...i loved
omg-
lollone
Wahhhhhhh I found a Fujodanshi!
Oh I found a yaoi lover 😏
You should publish your work in a songbook. I love the haunting, ethereal, and strangely serene feel of each piece you've done. keep it up
This goes right into my playlist
I've learned very quickly, psychosis is not a word you want to come to know personally.
Me:about to fall asleep
Commercial: Haha explosions go BOOM BOOM
I've been listening to your sounds for some time, but when I stopped to hear this "Psycho" sound, it's like the void itself, a swamp where there are only trees and some kind of still water, it's hard to describe, while it has life, it has death, if you know what I mean. I live in a place that contains a lot of things from nature, and hearing this sound seeing all those tree branches swinging is like filling all the emotional emptiness that's in me. Thanks for this sound, I hate to have to thank you for something and vice and versa. But this particular sound turns my life into a dramatic movie scene, it gets even more perfect when the day is cloudy. Sorry, my English it's not as good as it looks. Thanks again...
seu inglês e magnifico
@@paulo_cesar2730 Antes fosse...
You can hear the voices
The ones of great regret and solitude
Forevermore am I trapped in this eternal place
This pinnacle of joy, hatred and suffering
Some say nonsense, some say I am crazy
Some say I am nothing more than insane
I say to them does this world represent nothing more than a mere illusion?
For it was through the mind we found our meaning
The meaning of those voices
The meaning of this retched place we call home
For I say unto you do not bear the burden of what I have brought unto myself
For it only brings me sadness
I implore you, simply, merely
To understand that I reap the heavenly benefits of non conformity
And who!
But I can say I am all but what you call normal?
It it through your devious, malicious ways that I am rejected, shunned and choked to death
Call unto you a simple epiphany
One of understanding, one of meaning
Yet nothing changes
Nothing occurs
For it is all but the same
They call me a liar
Through names of mental, insane and weird I am shunned
And to me that is ok
For it was through the mind that I found my meaning, my understanding, my insanity.
And now I reap the heavenly benefits
But I lose myself
In the labyrinth of my insanity
I reach end after end only hoping
It then impales me through the chest
Hope has never came to the aid of a sinner such as I
For it is through the devil's song I am cast away from the light
The voices urge me
They sing
They dance
They scorn
I say to you, do not merely look unto me with eyes of great compassion
I say to you, shun me
Lock me away
For it is through this way
and only this way
might I find understanding
The understanding of my kind
For it was through insanity, darkness found me and showed its wretched face
The only face I have ever known
Wth
perfection yet experience may only yield so far a reward of wise sharpening of ones self, one must only live within non excessive principle.... Authorizing only balance... On the rope starting the flames.... Burning within..... Walking over shards of a hour glass... I dropped... My feet are bleeding... My past is aromatic a cloud I'm receiving... Inhaling my exhalation.. I am one. -James A Thomas.
Richtig! Liebe ist Wachstum und Zeit. Und Ehrlichkeit.
beautiful. again. as always
You're beautiful :' )
so pure and innocent soul.
Shows so much emotions...
Yet...
So empty...
It's sad...
but then again...
what is sad......
Lucas is GENIUS!
Psycho in the making ;
Traumatic events loading and then experiencing loneliness : start to 3:50,
Starting getting pain and being uncomfortable after exposing to that events 3:50 to 4:42 experiencing sadness due to that ,
Ignoring the traumatic past and trying to live life and experiencing depression from time to time trying to understand what is wrong with himself and with his life 4:42 to 9:45,
Changing personality as a Psycho as subconsciousness is attacked and disturbed by the twisted thoughts from time to time 9:45 to 12:02,
Deciding to start to move in order to reflect his emotions occupied and attacked by his twisted thoughts in order to cope trauma and bad memories and depression and then complete loneliness 12:02 to end.
That is my interpretation of this song.
By the way, also the image of the video is pure art.
I think admin might be also a psychologist.
I like the comments here, it's like people want to write short stories everytime they listen to your music. Plus, the feeling that your pieces give me are amazing. Since everyone can have their own opinions about things, the interpretation of your songs are all different for different people, which is why it makes these comment sections exciting to read while listening to your music :3
P.S. Dumb ads XD, I was feeling all creeped out and scared nice kind of feeling until there was suddenly the sound of crispy fried chicken. :/
Stupid ads. I'm listening to this lovely piece (song? I could swear that there's something other than piano in this) while I'm animating, and I hear an ad about Samsung come on. Really irritating. But, in spite of the ads, this is a delightful work of art (for people who are into dark pieces, like me).
To this day, it’s hard to believe.
Every psychopath starts with a young, innocent face.
Paul Gibson :)
@@jeniferlopez20 can I say that I hate every inch of you
@@jeniferlopez20 don't pretend you're nice plz
@@jeniferlopez20 Don't tell me being a ` psychopath ` is giving you confidence right now, also don't call the guy an edge lord. You must be less experienced than the guy,
aren't you?
aren't people born psychopaths because a part of their brain which processes emotions or smth has been unresponsive since birth ?
This music is the only thing that helped me with my exams last year! Congratulations Lukas King , it's beautiful and dark as it might be!🖤❤️
This definitely helped me on my scary homework
desperta algo sinistro em vc essa música! mas, ao mesmo tempo a melancolia toma conta da sua mente! reflexões existenciais tomam a mentalidade! quem eu sou? o que estou fazendo aqui? será que estou no lugar certo? pq me olham? pq não me olham? a materialidade e o espírito/ mente entram em conflito com essa música!
You go deep into a dark room, no lights available...only you, darkness and he...he is staring at you until you notice his presence, now you both know you are there but you are way to far from the power interruptor to turn on lights but....you start to realize you don’t have any fear, that’s strange cause you are standing in front of an strange shadow in deep darkness; so you start walking towards him and when you are about to touch him he disappears but then you hear a whisper that call form your dark closet “come here my child, he says” you don’t want to go inside but looks like your body controls itself so you start walking to your closet, enter it and suddenly that kid is gone...”MY CHILD MY CHILD”cries the old mother “THEY TOOK MY CHILD” she said.
Later that night she hears a whisper from a dark room “Mother, I’m here” , the mother runs so fast she forgot to turn on the lights she was way too deep on the darkness and then she feel a tiny cold hand touching her “Mom it’s me, come” as the hand suddenly disappears and a closet opens.....
I'm guessing the new one is gonna be named Psy according to the old ones lol. Great jop coming up with all these awesome tracks mate 👌
I really like this, well suited
People will try and make you feel like you are something you aren’t just to make themselves feel more powerful. Why must you want to destroy something so beautiful?
Our thoughts twine with a message hopelessly lost in the eternal darkness, scraping for every bit of light. We wish to create good, but don't have a clue to help those who preferred dark over light. Either hated, or alone, that's the story of most of our lives.
True That.
i am getting mad but this music gonna keep me alive for a long long time.
Goergie... is that you?
Just.....no.
HahahHahAhahHAHA, Pop? Pop, pop, poP
😂😂😂😂 lmfao nice one👌
To be honest this is a go song to listen but not at 3 am. I am getting goosebumps with every note and this is scaring the shit out of me .
(Thanks for making this song. It's a great song)
Amazing Lucas 💙
"People who have seen this world through the tears of helpless victim's
Will have some absurd rights"
A room with static walls, broken mirrors, and backward clocks. I was in the middle of the room, holding my head with twisted hands stuck on the eyes, ears, and mouth of my face like duck tape. I told my hands to let me go, and they did immediately, I was in control. But now I must test how much control I have...Sorry I'm vague as heck but I want to use this as a story idea so...yeah
Wew
@Jillian Franklin Thank you very much!
@@fbi6857 You'll never get me alive! Also, thanks for commenting.
This makes feel so at peace it's amazing
You're music is meant for me. It actually helps me and calm. On the DL, I am a BPD, in have GAD, PTSD, and Stockholm Syndrom.
To me, it's not dark but a way into our minds by piano. And helpful to me at least.
I can't speak for anyone else but uniquely, stunning, unexpected vibrance, from us unfortunate mentally ill.
🕉May Lord🐘 Ganesha give you many Auspicious blessings and more inspiration for more Enchanting music!🎶
who the hell is lucas king?? YES i been living under a stone..
oooh, its the artist..
I don´t want to be sad anymore but still everyday I feel the pain in my chest that is reminding me of everything I´ve done wrong
Then don't be sad
@@fbi6857shouldn’t you be spying on people fbi? 🤔
You know you've changed when your in your dark room listioning to lucas king.
Jealousy.
That's what I feel everytime I see her.
She's like one of the most impressive human on Earth, but yet I hate her.
Always so much better than me. In arts, in sports, in talking, in socialising. She's always better. Always so perfect.
That drives me insane; I wish I knew how to be like her.
I hate her...
We are both so unlikable, but why is she again better than me at hiding it ? Unfair.
That's really unfair. She's always so nice, so funny, so adorable, so pretty, so her. Why can't I be like her...
I don't remember how we managed to be friends. We have nothing in common. I'll just admit that she used me to jump higher in good reputation.
I hate her.
...
U know you're not psychic or smth right? U're just fckng jealous
Dude you have amazing audio for pretty much anything!! Like I was reading a book and just pressed on your piano playlist and damn that was amazing!! Keep it up bub
I used to had mental issues, i rmb that time I accidentally found this.when I start listening to this I got so many weird thoughts in my mind and extremely dizzy. But it so weird that I like the feelings
That is the music notes shivering your soul and in a way, playing along with it.
Your music is great for evil D&D character themes
I feel there is a story behind this and its 100% got me
What is it?
I might have a twisted mind but I find your music relaxing.
Basically it's the series of emotion of the Joker🃏. Sad, traumatized, sociopathic, rage, and lastly " why so serious".
@julien villagrana Because, when something is made beautiful, it is meant to be burned twice as beautiful. Once it is done burning it gives off a message we all should carry in the front of our minds, we are all made beautifully just to turn into ashes that may be blown away in the wind. Beauty is worthless, we are all bound to die and in the end.. Turn to ashes.
Geige, Klavier usw, Goth hat so viele Möglichkeiten!. Immer der Anfang ist schwer. Habe ich das verdient?.
OH MY GOD, DARK PIANO
I can't stop adore your piano melodies, damn xD
/HELP/
Amazing, as always, Lucas-sensei :3
One bad day and your smile turns into a fake smile hide your pain🎭
I feel that this piano music touch my soul and feels
I’m transforming from a function sociopath to a nonfunctional psychopath in a matter of a decade. It’s been a decade.
Someone just arrived,
stoly dream.
He did nothing worth...
Still made me scream.
The lie is that, hardwork gets you results.
The truth is just a black cream.
The life is nothing, but a book of lies.
Everybody are just lifeless flies.
Roaming around for the rest of the lives...
But in the end, are caught by the frauds and scheme.
Someone just arrived, and stole my dream.
Makes my mind wander.
Hey mate, your work is amazing! The emotions in you pieces are wonderful. If I may ask, i'm developing a game in College, and i would like to know if i can use your songs in my game, or how much it costs for it.
The darkness Lucas.. You know. Masterpiece and approval.