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80's / 90's inspired Gothic Rock.

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released December 8, 2017

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Chronic Twilight Murfreesboro, Tennessee

Chronic Twilight is the sole musical vision of multi-instrumentalist, Michael Louis, a Wave Records, Post Gothic Records, and Nowhere Now Records recording artist. The Darkwave recording project is Louis’ all-encompassing embrace of Goth, Punk, and Glam Rock influences.

“London After Midnight meets Christian Death.” - Wave Records
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Track Name: Battlecry
Battlecry
Lyrics and Music by Michael Louis

You ran from safe asylum
Desperate, into the night
You fed on human fear
But misread the fight
You took such liberties
As you declared war
So young, song unsung
Blind romantic to the core

No one could see the signs
No one to stop you
So bent on cold revenge,
You had to see it through
Slave to your hunger
And the blood that you craved
The spell pushed you under,
Into a shallow grave

Drunk on death, like Macbeth
You craved a bloodbath
But it was your time that came
The wrong place, the wrong time
The wrong night for a battlecry

Left behind to deal with this
Left clutching at your bones
Warnings you dismissed,
But you should have known

Drunk on death, like Macbeth
You craved a bloodbath
Into the cold, dark rain
Exacting your wrath
But it was your time that came
The wrong place, the wrong time
The wrong night for a battlecry

Straight into the kill cage,
The path of strangers
Victimless, symptomless
Led by your anger
Headlong into danger
The wrong night for a battlecry

Drunk on death, like Macbeth
You craved a bloodbath
Into the cold, dark rain
Exacting your wrath
But it was your time that came
The wrong night for a battlecry
Track Name: God is Dead
God is Dead
Lyrics and music by Michael Louis

Invert your crucifix
Dance hard like heretics
Feel the fire, cut the chain
Take pleasure in all that’s vain
Set course, emancipate
Cultivate, nurse your hate
Indulge your appetites
Get too fat for heaven’s gate

Lechers and deviants,
Shuck your obedience,
With firm expedience

Sin like you mean it, god is dead
Sin like you need it, god is dead
Sin like you want it, god is dead now!

Blaspheme without restraint
Blacklist your patron saints
Speak your mind, brash and bold
Ignore the noise complaint

Dark horses, underdogs
Come out from under god
Denounce this common fraud

Sin like you mean it, god is dead
Sin like you need it, god is dead
Sin like you want it, god is dead now!

Extol impiety, Bewitch society

Sin like you mean it, god is dead
Sin like you need it, god is dead
Sin like you want it, god is dead now!

Push back on all you’ve known
Gods were meant to be dethroned
Endure, with dignity
God is dead now, dust and bones!

Lechers and deviants,
Shuck your obedience,
With firm expedience

Sin like you mean it, god is dead
Sin like you need it, god is dead
Sin like you want it, god is dead now!
Track Name: Whipping Boy
Whipping Boy
Lyrics and Music by Michael Louis

I know you’re waiting, pining for the dirge to play
Don’t waste another breath, you’ve pled your case to death
Words are not healing, they’re made for TV hope
White noise to help you cope, an extension to your rope
The accusation stands
Now comes the harsh demands
Judge and jury fail
And the truth will not prevail

The world needs a whipping boy
On the execution stage
A scapegoat to take the blame
To absorb the blows of rage

Don’t waste time praying, justice heeds no god
Your innocence be damned, you’re guilty by demand
Time is your torture, no solace in the dark
You’re alone in the end, and you’re forced to contend
Made to pay the price
A public sacrifice
Forcibly confess,
Then atone and redress

The world needs a whipping boy
On the execution stage
A scapegoat to take the blame
To absorb the blows of rage
And your life is an open book
To be burned page by page

At the first sign of dissidence,
You’ve lost it all

The world needs a whipping boy
On the execution stage
A scapegoat to take the blame
To absorb the blows of rage
And your life is an open book
To be burned page by page
Track Name: And The Kids Go...
And The Kids Go…
Lyrics and Music by Michael Louis

1, 2, 3, Daddy’s coming for you
4, 5, 6, with a valium fix

And the kids go knock, knock, trick or treat
Soft young flesh makes tasty meat
Come one come all, girls and boys
Into the oven with all that noise

And the kids go splish splash, one by one
How the water boils like the sun
5 little fingers, 5 little toes
Chop, chop, chop, each runny little nose

1, 2, 3 Daddy’s coming for you
4, 5, 6 with a valium fix
7, 8 get in my plate
9, 10 time to eat again!

With bones and all we cook and toil
One mommy’s angel, one cup of oil
Our lips smack down with such delight
Screams echo with every bite!

1, 2, 3 Daddy’s coming for you
4, 5, 6 with a valium fix
7, 8 get in my plate
9, 10 time to eat again!

(Have you ever eaten a baby?)
And the kids go yum-yum, down the hatch
Time to clean our latest catch
With bones and all we’ll cook our feast
How we savor each tiny beast

A brand new recipe for my book
Store your meat on a steely hook
Add in sugar, spice, all that’s nice
Serve your kiddies on a bed of rice

1, 2, 3 Daddy’s coming for you
4, 5, 6 with a valium fix
7, 8 get in my plate
9, 10 time to eat again!

And the kids go knock, knock, trick or treat
Soft young flesh makes tasty meat
Come one come all, girls and boys
Into the oven with all that noise

That one’s face peeled right off!
Track Name: Terminal Fame
Terminal Fame
Lyrics and music by Michael Louis

Down in this low, I’m crawling
Searching for a barren place to hide
Curtains for my last act, are falling
Leaving me naked, and void of pride

Defeat and vanity,
Hand in hand
If only I could be once more,
In demand
If only I could be once more!

Youth is a curse, when fading
Time is cruel on the face that lives for lights
Fame is, at its best, degrading
An exchange of banality, high on price

Years pass like winter days,
Fast and cold
Hollow from the inside-out
Bought and sold

This pain of aging is harrowing
My window of time is narrowing
I see my face a million times, in broken glass
I tell myself a million lies, at each impasse

This pain of aging is harrowing
I see myself a million times, in broken glass

This pain of aging is harrowing
My window of time is narrowing
I see my face a million times, in broken glass
I tell myself a million lies, at each impasse
Track Name: Manufactured Fear
Manufactured Fear
Lyrics and Music by Michael Louis

Kill the lights and draw the shades and lock your doors
Watch the news and climb the walls and wait for war
Turn up the TV, buy into the fear
Seclude yourself inside, believe all you hear
The end is upon us in 4, 3, 2, 1
The earth becomes one with the sun

Danger, danger
Everyone’s scared of something today
Stranger, stranger
Everyone’s scared to look your way
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the most fragile of them all?
Something wicked’s in the air
One more headline, one more scare
Excitation of the herd,
Manufactured fear is stirred

Brace yourself for the worst because you know time is short
Hide your weapons underground and man your fort
Everything around you will cause you harm
Everyone is suspect and cause for alarm
They want you to believe fabricated lies
Control through fear, and polarize

Danger, danger
Everyone’s scared of something today
Stranger, stranger
Everyone’s scared to look your way
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the most fragile of them all?
Something wicked’s in the air
One more headline, one more scare
Danger, Danger, 4, 3, 2, 1

Stranger, stranger
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Excitation of the herd,
Manufactured fear is stirred
Danger, danger, everyone’s scared
Stranger, stranger, everyone’s scared
Exploitation, manufactured fear is stirred

Danger, danger
Everyone’s scared of something today
Stranger, stranger
Everyone’s scared to look your way
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the most fragile of them all?
Something wicked’s in the air
One more headline, one more scare
Excitation of the herd,
Manufactured fear is stirred

Danger, danger
Everyone’s scared of something today
Danger, danger
Everyone hides themselves away
Stranger, stranger
Everyone’s scared to look your way
Stranger, stranger
Everyone has such fear today
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Something wicked’s in the air
Danger, danger everywhere
Danger, danger
Everyone’s scared to look your way
Track Name: Low Moments in High Fashion
Low Moments in High Fashion
Lyrics and music by Michael Louis

Clothes, like bones lay on the floor
Casualties from wars, couture
Bloodshed for silk and lace
Sweatshop whores without a face
Champagne flows for who gets paid
New York, London, let’s get laid!
The suck and fuck of delusion
The push and pull of illusion

What you are told to wear
Will become the cross you bear

Dead souls sell broken dreams,
The thread count of a million screams
Cigarettes and bulimia
And who spreads chlamydia?
The black hole of a runway’s edge...
Dead-eyed girls jump the ledge
With the cold kiss of conviction
And the warm touch of addiction

What you are told to wear
Will become the cross you bear

Lick clean the knife in your back
Gather up your coke and smack
Break free, from this trap spun of silk
Break free, from the fashion-tit milk

What you are told to wear
Will become the cross you bear
Track Name: Toxic Love
Toxic Love
Lyrics by Michael Louis
Music by Jared Mathis and Michael Louis

Regardless of the cost
I want to be with you
But it’s a hopeless cause
When you multiply Hell by two

And nameless is the face
I project onto yours
When we’re both dead inside
We find ourselves in futile wars

Our magic, cursed each other
Black, like night
Such tragic, star-crossed lovers
Kiss, then bite
With spit and spite

Toxic Love

Demanding all your time
I’m at war with the clock
Love’s dark paradigm
Will leave us both outlined in chalk

Such lonely, textbook cases
Doom on tap
We’re both from such dark places
Both entrapped
And we’re braced for attack

Toxic Love

We’re a burden to each other’s poisonous touch
There’s no better way
To regret something so much

Toxic Love

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