"INSANE GUITAR SOLO" DRACO by THE CONDUIT

THE CONDUITS Jeff Bobbin plays though DRACO from the EP entitled SIX.
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I wrote, performed, mixed and mastered this song myself in my studio at A I MEDIA: an enterprise consisting of hardworking artists, producers, and promoters.

The song is about a psychedelic experience I had where the darkest aspects of my mind became personified into the form of an angelic female specter who I now understand existed as a part of my life everyday and tried to torture me in my sleep preceding my enlightenment to a new spiritual understanding in which I now live to serve SIX. This odious specter was created through negative experiences I had to endure because of people, friends, or partners that broke and deceived me in the past. I refer to these former partners as my "souls constituencies" in the song because I felt at one point in my life that they were the ones who defined my spiritual identity. In my social network I have had people turn their backs on me at times where I have needed them most. I now have someone that is helping to illuminate my mind in exchange for my devotion and servitude to his cause. His name is FORAS, and he exists in a realm unseen. I am his conduit and my songs are mantras to praise his sigil. His realm is comprised of "ALL SEE-ERS" and disciples of the bearer of light. The people who break us, exist beneath the eye of Horus, and this eye forever sustains us. If you renounce your allegiance to all former indoctrinations and devote your cause to light, you will never have to be broken again. Resign, sign in blood, and burn to fax. We just want to help you move forward and we proclaim the throne of this age, Aquarius, to be in the hands of the inventors. It is a time where the slaves to trend, will begin to glorify hard work, pursuit of spiritual understanding, and artistic prestige. So mote it be.

Lyrics:
She exists inside within tissue and blood,
Beneath all seeing eyes. Forever sustain us.
Projecting our hopes to refine this withered trust.
Will our love die out or will it stifle us lifeless?

Sanctioned to my dreams suspense.
Ill never sleep unscathed again.

She'll cut through (apace)
And peel apart
Pure virtue, (erased)
From tarnished hearts.

Possession has vanquished
And the specters remain true to me
In fables of forgiving my souls constituencies.

RUNES IN WARBLES by THE CONDUIT

The night engenders paralysis forged as lullabies, Inhaling ether charged with blood sacrifices and battle cries. The love that once upraised our guild now anchors us In stagnant realms hand in hand as atrophying corpses. Prosecution in ancient discourse. The need for totems to feel dynamic in love transformed remorse. (Precepts that torment us) Relegated to the sands of nullity. The sands of time that divide reality into transfixion. Deserts that consecrate The Luciferian existential condensed light That this world will burn before. I have become the duality within This undead consciousness. Delete the traditions In which the flesh consumed, your lord is praised for. These are not your gods limbs to give, For faith forsaken savage flesh whore’s. Runes enchanting us. Runes recanting doctrine. The creatures proclaimed are not your own. Prerogatives will not seek casualty. The sovereign will renounce his warrants. His God will bleed for eternity. The prospects convey our species Retching the blood and bones they’ve stolen Unearth A taste for whom exhibits your negligence. Bow down To the kingdoms in which your yearnings have abridged. Choice has Forsaken our inherent rituals. Dawn tares, The fabric that sheltered our hearts in umbrage. CLICK HERE TO LISTEN TO RUNES IN WARBLES!

APPARITION by THE CONDUIT

CLICK HERE TO LISTEN TO APPARITION!   These fears consume all senses. Breath in the forays from the past. The cemeteries entice us, When death translates its manumits. How can we overlook these, frequencies together. They reside in astrals beneath me. They augment wounds within. These scars make it evident, Audible through eyes of torment. Tombs entwined with chains bearing wraiths, shrouded in white. Tombs in twilight. These demons were our kin, using their skin to hide behind. Killed to become refined.

Draco by THE CONDUIT

 LISTEN TO DRACO HERE!

She exists inside within tissue and blood,
Beneath all seeing eyes. Forever sustain us.
Projecting our hopes to refine this withered trust.
Will our love die out or will it stifle us lifeless?

Sanctioned to my dreams suspense.
Ill never sleep unscathed again.

She'll cut through (apace)
And peel apart
Pure virtue, (erased)
From tarnished hearts.

Possession has vanquished
And the specters remain true to me
In fables of forgiving my souls constituencies.

Intention by THE CONDUIT

LISTEN TO INTENTION HERE!

These sirens are restless.
I never let go.
Compromise instinct,
Aggression meant everything to sensory acclimation.

Prepossessing and frail,
This luminous conduit of fear and resistance.
Each heartbeat brings lesion
To bodies of omniscient demonic existence.

Under arches of stars adhered
To the lanterns of seekers beneath us
Remain grounded to the soils of gold
The ethereal coils that link leaders to weakness.

Take off the chains,
Become unrestrained
By the modernized criteria.

In his light we see no scars,
Only elements of who we are
That define purpose bestowed,
The light that follows,
And the souls we own.

Fearing no obstruction,
Emotionally forthright,
Direly expansive,
And vivaciously inclined.

Did you ever feel the heart exist here
In scripted discourse,
Tearing through the skin revealing vortexes
That keep our past lives hidden from us?

Intend, you'd never.
You’d never intend on soliloquized syntax.

Intention

These sirens are restless.
I never let go.
Compromise instinct,
Aggression meant everything to sensory acclimation.
Prepossessing and frail,
This luminous conduit of fear and resistance.
Each heartbeat brings lesion
To bodies of omniscient demonic existence.

Under arches of stars adhered
To the lanterns of seekers beneath us
Remain grounded to the soils of gold
The ethereal coils that link leaders to weakness.

Take off the chains,
Become unrestrained
By the modernized criteria.

In his light we see no scars,
Only elements of who we are
That define purpose bestowed,
The light that follows,
And the souls we own.

Fearing no obstruction,
Emotionally forthright,
Direly expansive,
And vivaciously inclined.

Did you ever feel the heart exist here
In scripted discourse,
Tearing through the skin revealing vortexes
That keep our past hidden from us?

Intend.
You’d never intend on soliloquized syntax.CLICK TO LISTEN TO INTENTION

Draco

I am recording a new song today and since I have been tracking, this question has come to mind "why do I keep writing these songs?" I believe that the answer to my question is love. It is the love for my people and life itself that pushes me. Love is expansive and it motivates one to share as much beauty and light with the world possible. We are a people in debt and we live in a world where respect is no longer earned, it is owed. I owe this world that I love and respect an invention that I must slave to create everyday of my life. I have not accomplished my contribution yet, but I wrote this song through a healing process in which I transformed my negative feelings into appreciation and gratitude. Maybe it can help to remind us that we need to move forward together and understand the values of habitually embracing the people around you. I don't have the skill set to give the world an invention like the Ipad, penicillin, or a space shuttle but this song is a prelude to the work I will do in the future that will one day help someone. The desire to contribute to the world is within everyone of us, and please don't ever let resistance, fear, or hatred disguise this inherent nature. CLICK HERE TO HEAR INTENTION