Tyler Catton

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Tyler Catton

its your extension
resonate
ragged fated
the blessed lily
drifting through daft pools

echo echo
against the fungus

pipe it up pipe it up
smoke with the fools

Now faraday
its fabric
wont make relay
so privately
we can carress
a night of skin
tender gifts

Club Game II

Shes like ice
Or a tear of chastity
So ever a comely state

Fortune for figuring
Emotions roil
Unity, the great jewel
Of the linguists blooming

Hands raise,
For a darkstar GOD

Pain for change
Such a lady would execute
Lacerations
To change a mind of many lovers

A fork divided
In the rain she decides;
No more fools

Club Game

Beatific Deserts (electronica / folk)

Stanza
Yes, we danced
In the sands of Egpyt
Bound so tight
With love and reverence
Waiting for a saltine wash
To take away
The sting of the torrent
And prayed in our time of heat;

Return to me
My fallen love
Return to me
All i know is
Blinding medium
Return to me
And on ceramic holdings
Locus of avalon
To return to me
Even a wisp of your spirit

Bound, but through fluxing sandwells
We catch the ligaments of a setting sun
Hoping still
To dance once again

Beautific deserts


Latest Uploads

its your extension
resonate
ragged fated
the blessed lily
drifting through daft pools

echo echo
against the fungus

pipe it up pipe it up
smoke with the fools

Now faraday
its fabric
wont make relay
so privately
we can carress
a night of skin
tender gifts

Club Game II

Shes like ice
Or a tear of chastity
So ever a comely state

Fortune for figuring
Emotions roil
Unity, the great jewel
Of the linguists blooming

Hands raise,
For a darkstar GOD

Pain for change
Such a lady would execute
Lacerations
To change a mind of many lovers

A fork divided
In the rain she decides;
No more fools

Club Game

Beatific Deserts (electronica / folk)

Stanza
Yes, we danced
In the sands of Egpyt
Bound so tight
With love and reverence
Waiting for a saltine wash
To take away
The sting of the torrent
And prayed in our time of heat;

Return to me
My fallen love
Return to me
All i know is
Blinding medium
Return to me
And on ceramic holdings
Locus of avalon
To return to me
Even a wisp of your spirit

Bound, but through fluxing sandwells
We catch the ligaments of a setting sun
Hoping still
To dance once again

Beautific deserts

Bellatone Backwater (folk / blues)

Chorus
Hollow bed feels too big
The kids already fled the nest
Each day a test
To find meaning
To a waning heartbeat

Refrain
Mind
Like a still bell
Nothing chiming
Just the same old tunes
Digging deeper
Striking ore
And gushing water

Stanza
I’ve got more than i need
Though much less than satisfied
Hoping for another lifetime
To spend by your side
Maybe be reborn
Energy and emotion on the sly
Maybe have an energetic embrace
In a heavenly body

Stanza
Years later
You'll reminisce on this dream
The quiet days
Living in comfort
free d from the gauntlet
Left to our own desires
Well empty our minds
And embrace our senses

Bellatone Backwater

Censor the Wind (electronica anthem)

Chorus
Crescendos correlating
And ranks forming
Holy knights armor
I hear the clatter
And swords we send
into the ravaging weather

Refrain
Which way will you go?
You could become a well
Echoing fallen shells
Or weave a ballistic barrier
Protecting a glowing interior

Stanza
From the orchard i hear
A ripe cry
The declaration
Of emancipation
From one who tries
To inflict desolation
We will be conscripted
Censoring the wind
From wicked whispers
The devils kin

Stanza
Soft of heart
And strong of chin
The songs begin
To seep in, soul washed
With the blood of Him
We forgive and live
For celestial callings
Angels in the wind

Censor the Wind

Dark Sea Probe (electronica)

Chorus
Secret explorer
Lend an eye
To dark canyons
Archaic constructions
Are flourishing

Stanza
Mental fissures
Collect seashells
Of like pattern
Never to return
To the light

Stanza
They feed off the vents
Spires rising
From the pitchblack seabed
Coloring the emptiness deep red

Stanza
Fire of the depths
The foundation of life yet
Alien and volatile
The archaea
Of the invisible mind

The Dark Sea Probe

Dark Star Child (electronica)

Chorus
I am a darkstar child
Entropic and entombed
I am a darkstar child
Entropic and entombed
I am a darkstar child
Returning to the whirling womb

Refrain
Out in the blackness
Lost in it
A fertile concubine

Stanza
Lightyears away
From opalescent earth
Out of emptiness
I will draw my girth
Stars like glowworms
In a bleak cave

Stanza
360 degrees of the same
I shout my name
And its nothing
Curl into a ball
A time absent know-it-all

Stanza
With no measure of speed
It feels like im not moving
But the truth is im zooming
Soon ill reach my destination
To shoot an interstellar movie
Walking the edges
Of galactic damnation,
Wont that be something??

Dark Star Child

Ecstatic Ecto (electronica)

Chorus
Matrix of chase
Has no gain
Only writhing entrails
And more of the same
Eventually it will be only
A twinkling star
From afar
A star

Refrain
Ive been here
Listening to the cello
Hearing echoes
Viewing the known universe
From a cybernetic hearse

Stanza
I’ve had every challenge
Of self control
Bleeding for those
Who will never know
Pleasure in pain
Two different brains
Altruism is twisted
And selfishness sadistic
So where is the balance?

Stanza
Ime headed towards
The blackest depths
Im shrinking and repenting
Hoping to meet Him
Who views
All that is, just like this
But with focus
That can bring meaning
To the dust

Ecstatic Ecto

My Uploads

its your extension
resonate
ragged fated
the blessed lily
drifting through daft pools

echo echo
against the fungus

pipe it up pipe it up
smoke with the fools

Now faraday
its fabric
wont make relay
so privately
we can carress
a night of skin
tender gifts

Club Game II

Shes like ice
Or a tear of chastity
So ever a comely state

Fortune for figuring
Emotions roil
Unity, the great jewel
Of the linguists blooming

Hands raise,
For a darkstar GOD

Pain for change
Such a lady would execute
Lacerations
To change a mind of many lovers

A fork divided
In the rain she decides;
No more fools

Club Game

Beatific Deserts (electronica / folk)

Stanza
Yes, we danced
In the sands of Egpyt
Bound so tight
With love and reverence
Waiting for a saltine wash
To take away
The sting of the torrent
And prayed in our time of heat;

Return to me
My fallen love
Return to me
All i know is
Blinding medium
Return to me
And on ceramic holdings
Locus of avalon
To return to me
Even a wisp of your spirit

Bound, but through fluxing sandwells
We catch the ligaments of a setting sun
Hoping still
To dance once again

Beautific deserts

Bellatone Backwater (folk / blues)

Chorus
Hollow bed feels too big
The kids already fled the nest
Each day a test
To find meaning
To a waning heartbeat

Refrain
Mind
Like a still bell
Nothing chiming
Just the same old tunes
Digging deeper
Striking ore
And gushing water

Stanza
I’ve got more than i need
Though much less than satisfied
Hoping for another lifetime
To spend by your side
Maybe be reborn
Energy and emotion on the sly
Maybe have an energetic embrace
In a heavenly body

Stanza
Years later
You'll reminisce on this dream
The quiet days
Living in comfort
free d from the gauntlet
Left to our own desires
Well empty our minds
And embrace our senses

Bellatone Backwater

Censor the Wind (electronica anthem)

Chorus
Crescendos correlating
And ranks forming
Holy knights armor
I hear the clatter
And swords we send
into the ravaging weather

Refrain
Which way will you go?
You could become a well
Echoing fallen shells
Or weave a ballistic barrier
Protecting a glowing interior

Stanza
From the orchard i hear
A ripe cry
The declaration
Of emancipation
From one who tries
To inflict desolation
We will be conscripted
Censoring the wind
From wicked whispers
The devils kin

Stanza
Soft of heart
And strong of chin
The songs begin
To seep in, soul washed
With the blood of Him
We forgive and live
For celestial callings
Angels in the wind

Censor the Wind

Dark Sea Probe (electronica)

Chorus
Secret explorer
Lend an eye
To dark canyons
Archaic constructions
Are flourishing

Stanza
Mental fissures
Collect seashells
Of like pattern
Never to return
To the light

Stanza
They feed off the vents
Spires rising
From the pitchblack seabed
Coloring the emptiness deep red

Stanza
Fire of the depths
The foundation of life yet
Alien and volatile
The archaea
Of the invisible mind

The Dark Sea Probe


About Me

Bio

I've been a ghost writer for 24 years and just now gained sovereignty over my own work. lots of resonating rhymes and content for a progressive album!!

CV/History

Been homeless, to MSU, all the while i kept a journal handy

Contact

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