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Industrial Blood Lust

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Track Title: Industrial Blood Lust
Description: Ryan's song enters a DiabölikaL MachinE... Cover Art by Mikko Jungman
Mood: Menacing
Genre: Industrial, Metal
Composition:
  • D Minor
  • 120 bpm
  • 4/4
Originally Published: Oct 28, 2019
Song Administration: aksu
Licensing: For licensing or other information, contact the Song Administrator.

MicrophoneIndustrial Blood Lust

Lurking in the dark They've been waiting Tracking every move Calculating... There's an underworld of secrets Where phantasms curb their craving But they're crawling to the surface To clean up the mess we're making Run and try to survive No one escapes alive Victims languish in the mud Once vampires thirst for blood Survival requires evolution Gluttony incites retribution There's an underworld of secrets Where phantasms curb their craving But they're crawling to the surface To clean up the mess we're making Run and try to survive No one escapes alive Victims languish in the mud Once vampires thirst for blood

CopyrightComposition

SongwriterRoleWebsite
Ryan LucasAuthor
Ryan LucasComposer
AksuComposer

CopyrightSound Recording

Owner NameWebsite
Ryan Lucas
Aksu

Performance, Production, Writing, and Other Credits

Artist NameCreditWebsite
Ryan LucasBacking Vocals
AksuBass
AksuGuitar
AksuProgramming
Ryan LucasVocals
AksuMastering
AksuMixing
AksuArrangement
Ryan LucasComposition
AksuComposition
Ryan LucasLyrics

Licensed Work and Public Domain

This project is an adaptation of, or uses, the following licensed and/or public domain works.
LicenseTitle of WorkAttribute ToWebsite
Creative Commons Attribution (BY) (v4.0 International)scream-group-longthanvannispenhttps://freesound.org
Creative Commons Attribution (BY) (v3.0 International)crowbar-hitting-metal-clangAustralopithecusmanhttps://freesound.org
Creative Commons Attribution (BY) (v3.0 International)breaking-a-wall-down-with-a-hammer.scampsiehttps://freesound.org

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