††† (pronounced "crosses"), is the electronic/experimental side project of … Read Full Bio ↴††† (pronounced "crosses"), is the electronic/experimental side project of Deftones singer Chino Moreno, Far guitarist Shaun Lopez and Scott Chuck, formed in Los Angeles, California in 2010. They have so far released two EPs, EP † on August 2, 2011 and EP †† on January 24, 2012 through their website. Their self-titled debut record was released on February 11th, 2014.
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Bermuda Locket I got to tell you something I wanna view your dreams I…
Bermuda Locke† I got to tell you something I wanna view your…
Big Youth I see you want a name You swear you are down Yet…
Bitches Brew As the moon ascends The wolves come to see the end They…
Bitches Brew (Sidewalks As the moon ascends The wolves come out to see the…
Dea†h Bell I climbed inside your golden gates I fell into another stat…
Epilogue It's a strange day The roses are in bloom But in a…
Eraser Once heavenly A blacked out new Permanent trail Is hanging u…
Found On our way Into the void We enter the light Chained together…
Ghost Ride At last, our sanctity unwoven A recurring behavior approache…
Girls Float † Boys Cry I'd like to feel whole again I traveled deep through your…
Goodbye Horses (Ooh, ooh ooh) (Ooh, ooh ooh) He told me, "I see you…
Goodnight God Bless I Love U Delete We'll never get out, I'm staying with you It's true Well, sw…
Grace Lay with me Put your hand in mine Watch me bring Our dreams…
HOLIER While you're destroying all that remains I'm circled in the …
Invisible Hand Ready or not We've started a game The rules are few and…
Last Rites A page of your bible placed in my hand Wandering through…
Light as a Feather Say something Full of desire, I'm aching I choose your hand …
Natural Selection I will lay here right with you Into a calming end I…
nine†een eigh†y seven In the waves a shoebox of ashes A silver casket A mother…
Option I dream a day that god will surface To retrieve his…
Pleasure I, I feel I'm vacant Soon I'll finally shake it I feel…
Pulseplagg I knew by the way you were staring That your mind…
Runner "Hey there, where you runnin'?" You're only days from the mo…
Telepathy You hang there on the wall You've carved out your place Bu…
The Epilogue It's a strange day The roses are in bloom But in a…
The Years As I sleep, I'm in your head so watch you With castles,…
Thholyghst Here on this stainless table I come inside you and haunt…
This Is A Trick Something's changed in your face I notice A different spar…
† I'd like to feel whole again I traveled deep through your…
†elepa†hy You hang there on the wall You’ve carved out your place Bu…
†hholyghs† Here on this stainless table I come inside you and…
†his Is a †rick Something's changed in your face I notice A different spar…
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Hằng Hằng
[Verse 1]
As the moon ascends
The wolves come out to see the end
They hide from view and wait
To watch the ghost inside you come awake
And when the shots go off
You'll hear them call
My heart is racing just to see it all
To watch it crawl out of you changing shape
To take out your breath and watch it come awake
[Chorus]
From the flames of the fire
I feel you crawl into my bed
Throwing shapes at the sky
I watch you climb into me
[Verse 2]
With your knees open
On display you taunt the beast again
Cause when you move and shake
That thing inside you comes awake
As you dance against the breathing walls
My claws are out I want to feel it all
Feel it crawl inside you changing shape
Take out your breath and feel you come awake
[Chorus]
From the flames of the fire
I feel you crawl into my bed
Throwing shapes at the sky
I watch you crying into me
[Bridge]
Say something, pray for something
Say something, pray or something
Say something, pray for something
Say something, pray or something
Say something, pray for something
[Chorus]
From the flames of the fire
I watch you crawl into me
From the flames of the fire
I feel you crawl into my bed
Throwing shapes at the sky
I watch you climb into me
[Outro]
Say something, pray or something
Say something, pray for something
Say
Michael Logan
Bitches brew
As the moon ascends
The wolves come out to see the end
They hide from view and wait
To watch that ghost inside you come awake
And when the shots go off, you'll hear them call
My heart is racing just to see it all
To watch it crawl out of your changing shape
take out your breath and watch it come away
From the flames of the fire
I feel you crawl into my veins
Throwing shades at the sky
Ill watch you climb into me
With your knees open
A display, youve taunt the beast again
'Cause when you move and shake
That thing inside you comes awake
As you dance against the breathing wall
My claws are out, I want to feel it all
Feel it crawl inside you,rchanging shape
Take out your breath and feel you come away
From the flames of the fire
I'll feel you crawl into my bed
Throwing shades at the sky
Ill watch you crying into me
Take something, pray for something
Sing psalms pray in psalms
Say something, pray for something
Say something, pray to something
Safe
From the flames of the fire
I'll watch you crawl into me
From the flames of the fire
I feel you crawl into my bed
Throwing shades at the sky
I watch you crying to me
Take something, pray for something
Say something, pray for something
Safe/shape
Say
soldier of tough love
Every Woman is a Star
by Aleister Crowley, excerpted from “The Law is for All”
We of Thelema say that “Every man and every woman is a star”. We do not fool and flatter women; we do not despise and abuse them. To us a woman is Herself, absolute, original, independent, free, self justified, exactly as a man is.
We dare not thwart Her Going, Goddess she! We arrogate no right upon Her will; we claim not to deflect Her development, to dispose of Her desires, or to determine Her destiny. She is Her own sole arbiter; we ask no more than to supply our strength to Her, whose natural weakness else were prey to the world’s pressure. Nay more, it were too zealous even to guard Her in Her Going; for She were best by Her own self-reliance to win Her own way forth!
We do not want Her as a slave; we want Her free and royal, whether Her love fight death in our arms by night, or Her loyalty ride by day beside us in the Charge of the Battle of Life.
”Let the woman be girt with a sword before me!”
”In her is all power given.”
So sayeth this our Book of the Law. We respect woman in the self of Her own nature; we do not arrogate the right to criticise her. We welcome her as our ally, come to our camp as her Will, free-flashing, sword-swinging, hath told Her, Welcome, thou Woman, we hail thee, star shouting to star! Welcome to rout and to revel! Welcome to fray and to feast! Welcome to vigil and victory! Welcome to war with its wounds! Welcome to peace with its pageants! Welcome to lust and to laughter! Welcome to board and to bed! Welcome to trumpet and triumph; welcome to dirge and to death!
It is we of Thelema who truly love and respect Woman, who hold her sinless and shameless even as we are; and those who say that we despise Her are those who shrink from the flash of our falchions as we strike from Her limbs their foul fetters.
Do we call Woman Whore? Ay, Verily and Amen, She is that; the air shudders and burns as we shout it, exulting and eager.
O ye! Was not this your sneer, your vile whisper that scorned Her and shamed Her? Was not “Whore” the truth of Her, the title of terror that you gave Her in your fear of Her, coward comforting coward with furtive glance and gesture?
But we fear Her not; we cry Whore, as Her armies approach us. We beat on our shields with our swords. Earth echoes the clamour!
Is there doubt of the victory? Your hordes of cringing slaves, afraid of themselves, afraid of their own slaves, hostile, despised and distrusted, your only tacticians the ostrich, the opossum, and the cuttle, will you not break and flee at our first onset, as with leveled lances of lust we ride at the charge, with our allies, the Whores whom we love and acclaim, free friends by our sides in the Battle of Life?
The Book of the Law is the Charter of Woman; the Word Thelema has opened the lock of Her “girdle of chastity”. Your Sphinx of stone has come to life; to know, to will, to dare and to keep silence.
Yea, I, The Beast, my Scarlet Whore bestriding me, naked and crowned, drunk on Her golden Cup of Fornication, boasting Herself my bedfellow, have trodden Her in the Marketplace, and roared this Word that every woman is a star. And with that Word is uttered Woman’s Freedom; the fools and fribbles and flirts have heard my voice. The fox in woman hath heard the Lion in man; fear, fainting, flabbiness, frivolity, falsehood—these are no more the mode.
In vain will bully and brute and braggart man, priest, lawyer, or social censor knit his brows to devise him a new tamer’s trick; once and for all the tradition is broken; vanished the vogue of bowstring, sack, stoning, nose-slitting, belt-buckling, cart’s tail-dragging, whipping, pillory posting, walling-up, divorce court, eunuch, harem, mind-crippling, house-imprisoning, menial-work-wearying, creed stultifying, social-ostracism-marooning, Divine-wrath-scaring, and even the device of creating and encouraging prostitution to keep one class of women in the abyss under the heel of the police, and the other on its brink, at the mercy of the husband’s boot at the first sign of insubordination or even of failure to please.
Man’s torture-chamber had tools inexhaustibly varied; at one end murder crude and direct to subtler, more callous, starvation; at the other moral agonies, from tearing her child from her breast to threatening her with a rival when her service had blasted her beauty.
Most masterful man, yet most cunning, was not thy supreme strategem to band the woman’s own sisters against her, to use their knowledge of her psychology and the cruelty of their jealousies to avenge thee on thy slave as thou thyself hadst neither wit nor spite to do?
And Woman, weak in body, and starved in mind; woman, morally fettered by Her heroic oath to save the race, no care of cost, helpless and hard, endured these things, endured from age to age. Hers was no loud spectacular sacrifice, no cross on a hilltop, with the world agaze, and monstrous miracles to echo the applause of heaven. She suffered and triumphed in most shameful silence; she had no friend, no follower, none to aid or approve. For thank she had but maudlin flatteries, and knew what cruel-cold scorn the hearts of men scarce cared to hide.
She agonized, ridiculous and obscene; gave all her beauty and strength of maidenhood to suffer sickness, weakness, danger of death, choosing to live the life of a cow— that so Mankind might sail the seas of Time.
She knew that man wanted nothing of her but service of his base appetites; in his true manhood-life she had nor part nor lot; and all her wage was his careless contempt.
She hath been trampled thus through all the ages, and she hath tamed them thus. Her silence was the token of her triumph.
But now the Word of Me the Beast is this: not only art thou Woman, sworn to a purpose not thine own; thou art thyself a star, and in thyself a purpose to thyself. Not only mother of men art thou, or whore to men; serf to their need of Life and Love, not sharing in their Light and Liberty; nay, thou art Mother and Whore for thine own pleasure; the Word I say to Man I say to thee no less: Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law!
Ay, priest, ay, lawyer, ay, censor! Will ye not gather in secret once again, if in your hoard of juggler’s tricks there be not one untried, or in your cunning and counsel one device new-false to save your pirate ship from sinking?
It has always been so easy up to now! What is the blasting Magick in that Word, first thesis of The Book of the Law, that “every woman is a star”?
Alas! it is I the Beast that roared that Word so loud, and wakened Beauty.
Your tricks, your drowsy drugs, your lies, your hypnotic passes—they will not serve you.
Make up your minds to be free men, fearless as I, fit mates for women no less free and fearless!
For I, The Beast, am come; an end to the evils of old, to the duping and clubbing of abject and ailing animals, degraded to that shameful state to serve that shameful pleasure.
The essence of my Word is to declare Woman to be Herself, of, to, and for Herself, and I give this one irresistible Weapon, the expression of Herself and Her will through sex, to Her on precisely the same terms as to man.
Murder is no longer to be dreaded; the economic weapon is powerless since female labour has been found industrially valuable; and the social weapon is entirely in her own hands.
The best women have always been sexually free, like the best men; it is only necessary to remove the penalties for being found out. Let Women’s labour organizations support any individual who is economically harried on sexual grounds. Let social organizations honour in public what their members practise in private.
Most domestic unhappiness will disappear automatically, for its chief cause is the sexual dissatisfaction of wives, or the anxiety (or other mental strain) engendered should they take the remedy in their own hands.
The crime of abortion will lose its motive in all but the most exceptional cases.
Blackmail will be confined to commercial and political offences, thus diminishing its frequency by two-thirds, at least, maybe much more.
Social scandals and jealousies will tend to disappear.
Sexual disease will be easier to track and to combat, when it is no longer a disgrace to admit it.
Prostitution (with its attendant crimes) will tend to disappear, as it will cease to offer exorbitant profits to those who exploit it. The preoccupation of the minds of the public with sexual questions will no longer breed moral disease and insanity, when the sex-appetite is treated as simply as hunger. Frankness of speech and writing on sexual questions will dispel the ignorance which entraps so many unfortunate people; proper precautions against actual dangers will replace unnecessary and absurd precautions against imaginary or artificial dangers; and the quacks who trade on fear will be put out of business.
All this must follow as the Light the night as soon as Woman, true to Herself, finds that She can no longer be false to any man. She must hold Hers elf and Her Will in honour; and She must compel the world to accord it.
Tino Turner
Chino Moreno is my favourite male vocalist ever. Amazing vocal range.
Link
I think hes pretty awesome but I would go with either Andy biersack or Kurt cobain for me
Kaycie E.
A godly voice.
Some Guy
Who's female?
Hằng Hằng
[Verse 1]
As the moon ascends
The wolves come out to see the end
They hide from view and wait
To watch the ghost inside you come awake
And when the shots go off
You'll hear them call
My heart is racing just to see it all
To watch it crawl out of you changing shape
To take out your breath and watch it come awake
[Chorus]
From the flames of the fire
I feel you crawl into my bed
Throwing shapes at the sky
I watch you climb into me
[Verse 2]
With your knees open
On display you taunt the beast again
Cause when you move and shake
That thing inside you comes awake
As you dance against the breathing walls
My claws are out I want to feel it all
Feel it crawl inside you changing shape
Take out your breath and feel you come awake
[Chorus]
From the flames of the fire
I feel you crawl into my bed
Throwing shapes at the sky
I watch you crying into me
[Bridge]
Say something, pray for something
Say something, pray or something
Say something, pray for something
Say something, pray or something
Say something, pray for something
[Chorus]
From the flames of the fire
I watch you crawl into me
From the flames of the fire
I feel you crawl into my bed
Throwing shapes at the sky
I watch you climb into me
[Outro]
Say something, pray or something
Say something, pray for something
Say
Stevie Wolfe
Amazing. Dark, groovy, ethereal. Three words that describe this project best. I love this. I think everyone should check out this band at some point in their life.
ndzapruder
Just did! I had to do SOMETHING to drown out the non-stop full-throated gasping laughter of my coworkers talking about boys and clothes and wigs and nails and Trump so I started double-plugging the NIN channel on Google Play. Once in a while a song came on that was so excellent I had to pull my phone out to see who it was. Crosses every time. I'm kinda embarrassed that this is what it took for me to find out about this.
Ryan Newland
Indeed, ran across it by accident. Was on SoundCloud & jamming some "What Happened to You" and made its own station & "Bermuda Locke¥ came on.....I'm hooked now. Thanks :)
nebastion
@Dimitris Tsinarian †is †ha† simple
C†RL + C > C†RL + V
Richie K
They're allrigh but they ain't no Deftones.