In the end of days you find yourself wandering the barren wastelands of the earth, just trying to survive. When all hope is lost you stumble upon an abandonded factory. Ghosts, or rather mere echos can still be heard banging, clanging. The sounds of the abandoned factory echo the past. Here, you find yourself, here you will survive.
The metallic sounds are very interesting! I often also feature them in my tracks, together with the voices... I find them very useful, in this case, to evoke the idea of a "factory", great!
Thank you! I love that sound as well. In this track I actually used a recording of coins that I pitched down and added some reverb too. Very happy with the result.
The factory held in statis, ruined, tormented and clinically dead, Horrendous tales cushioned and zipped away, in darkened poisonous crevices, Eerily they traipsed the dark gloomy corridors, Fear and terror rattles the abandoned cages, Ancestors of the enslaved, whisper and chant deadly curses, Cold and frozen in time, even a breath dare not stay, Trepidation has lined these halls and corridors, fear gripping the cracked spine, On the perimeter, lays the lethal toxic enemy, chainsaws ring in the atmosphere, Remembering the bloodcurdling horrors, this structure begins to rot, Yet the ghost in this machine, howls like a haunted wolf, shrieking to no avail.
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In the end of days you find yourself wandering the barren wastelands of the earth, just trying to survive. When all hope is lost you stumble upon an abandonded factory. Ghosts, or rather mere echos can still be heard banging, clanging. The sounds of the abandoned
factory echo the past. Here, you find yourself, here you will survive.
I love this contribution to the story!!
Reminds me of Lake Erie
Right?!
The metallic sounds are very interesting! I often also feature them in my tracks, together with the voices... I find them very useful, in this case, to evoke the idea of a "factory", great!
Thank you! I love that sound as well. In this track I actually used a recording of coins that I pitched down and added some reverb too. Very happy with the result.
The factory held in statis, ruined, tormented and clinically dead,
Horrendous tales cushioned and zipped away, in darkened poisonous crevices,
Eerily they traipsed the dark gloomy corridors,
Fear and terror rattles the abandoned cages,
Ancestors of the enslaved, whisper and chant deadly curses,
Cold and frozen in time, even a breath dare not stay,
Trepidation has lined these halls and corridors, fear gripping the cracked spine,
On the perimeter, lays the lethal toxic enemy, chainsaws ring in the atmosphere,
Remembering the bloodcurdling horrors, this structure begins to rot,
Yet the ghost in this machine, howls like a haunted wolf, shrieking to no avail.