"The Source of Sorcery" ~Justin R Hart~
The track launches with raw, chopped guitars layered in swirl effects, met with dense, syncopated hip-hop drums. Industrial synth textures grind atop a thick, growling bassline. Vocals are distorted, menacing, and buried, with delay and filter effects buzzing like static. The groove stays dark yet danceable, building an intense, uneasy energy.
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"The Source of Sorcery" ~Justin R Hart~
The track launches with raw, chopped guitars layered in swirl effects, met with dense, syncopated hip-hop drums. Industrial synth textures grind atop a thick, growling bassline. Vocals are distorted, menacing, and buried, with delay and filter effects buzzing like static. The groove stays dark yet danceable, building an intense, uneasy energy.
Creator: Abandon TimeRelease Date: December 25, 2025
Lyrics
{Intro Guitar Instrumental}
Sorcery speaks from divine Source,
where whispered truths ignite the night,
each syllable's a frequency,
unlocking worlds beyond our sight.
It begins with our true belief
in the fine focus of a thought,
mesmerized by the mystic mind
upon whatsoever is sought.
{Chorus}
Then, wield your voice with Loving care;
expose the lies that dim the shine,
stirring the well where wisdom sleeps
to drink the truth, like vintage wine.
{Guitar Instrumental}
We shape ether with our intent,
a quiet craft the wise can feel,
where slow vibrations thicken Light,
furthering faith to something real.
Our focused thought becomes the spell,
the mantra murmured through the veil;
what we repeat becomes our truth,
as belief's the wind behind the sail.
{Chorus}
Then, wield your voice with Loving care;
expose the lies that dim the shine,
stirring the well where wisdom sleeps
to drink the truth, like vintage wine.
{Guitar Instrumental}
Each letter hums from the ages,
old as our own creation’s core.
A single sound can bend the void,
opening any hidden door.
New letters glow like a lantern;
they heat the edge of the warm air.
Every syllable that is cast
rewrites the wayward world we bear.
{Chorus}
Then, wield your voice with Loving care;
expose the lies that dim the shine,
stirring the well where wisdom sleeps
to drink the truth, like vintage wine.
{Guitar Instrumental}
Each wanton word shapes the future,
a seed the stirring stars ordain.
Our whispered will becomes the path
that kingdoms rise to claim.
Our magic mirrors what we are,
a flicker caught in cosmic glass,
as thought takes form and form takes flight,
and shadowed dreams clear up at last.
{Chorus}
Then, wield your voice with Loving care;
expose the lies that dim the shine,
stirring the well where wisdom sleeps
to drink the truth, like vintage wine.
{Guitar Instrumental}
The mind’s a cauldron set aflame,
where thirsty dreams distill desire
and every word we choose to speak
becomes the spark that feeds the fire.
So, be sincere within your word,
speaking from the depth of each cell;
just let the cold cauldron be stirred,
spelling words from our sacred well.
{Chorus}
Then, wield your voice with Loving care;
expose the lies that dim the shine,
stirring the well where wisdom sleeps
to drink the truth, like vintage wine.
{Outro Guitar Instrumental}
~Justin R Hart~
Sorcery speaks from divine Source,
where whispered truths ignite the night,
each syllable's a frequency,
unlocking worlds beyond our sight.
It begins with our true belief
in the fine focus of a thought,
mesmerized by the mystic mind
upon whatsoever is sought.
{Chorus}
Then, wield your voice with Loving care;
expose the lies that dim the shine,
stirring the well where wisdom sleeps
to drink the truth, like vintage wine.
{Guitar Instrumental}
We shape ether with our intent,
a quiet craft the wise can feel,
where slow vibrations thicken Light,
furthering faith to something real.
Our focused thought becomes the spell,
the mantra murmured through the veil;
what we repeat becomes our truth,
as belief's the wind behind the sail.
{Chorus}
Then, wield your voice with Loving care;
expose the lies that dim the shine,
stirring the well where wisdom sleeps
to drink the truth, like vintage wine.
{Guitar Instrumental}
Each letter hums from the ages,
old as our own creation’s core.
A single sound can bend the void,
opening any hidden door.
New letters glow like a lantern;
they heat the edge of the warm air.
Every syllable that is cast
rewrites the wayward world we bear.
{Chorus}
Then, wield your voice with Loving care;
expose the lies that dim the shine,
stirring the well where wisdom sleeps
to drink the truth, like vintage wine.
{Guitar Instrumental}
Each wanton word shapes the future,
a seed the stirring stars ordain.
Our whispered will becomes the path
that kingdoms rise to claim.
Our magic mirrors what we are,
a flicker caught in cosmic glass,
as thought takes form and form takes flight,
and shadowed dreams clear up at last.
{Chorus}
Then, wield your voice with Loving care;
expose the lies that dim the shine,
stirring the well where wisdom sleeps
to drink the truth, like vintage wine.
{Guitar Instrumental}
The mind’s a cauldron set aflame,
where thirsty dreams distill desire
and every word we choose to speak
becomes the spark that feeds the fire.
So, be sincere within your word,
speaking from the depth of each cell;
just let the cold cauldron be stirred,
spelling words from our sacred well.
{Chorus}
Then, wield your voice with Loving care;
expose the lies that dim the shine,
stirring the well where wisdom sleeps
to drink the truth, like vintage wine.
{Outro Guitar Instrumental}
~Justin R Hart~