Here’s a piece I composed over a few days in LMMS for The Game That Doesn’t Exist. This underwater level was requested by my buddy D U N C on twitter. It ended up being a bit longer than I had anticipated, but I’m happy with its atmospheric background quality.
The ever-brilliant writer Ellis Bray sent me this haunting poem and I couldn’t help but sing it. This was haphazardly recorded on Audacity and a webcam microphone late on a Monday night, so please forgive the quality.
Here are the words.
By Ellis Bray
A ghost has gripped you from within He watches while you live He tallies each and every sin He marks how much you give.
He does not dare to damage you He cannot create pain. His callous curiosity Resists where you restrain.
That haunting, hollow subsidence You feel fill your core Can powerf’ly protect you when You’re fain to fight him more.
That harrowed heart that is your shame –Arterial and vain –It reaches and retakes your name To let you live again.
You’ve got a ghost inside your skin But do not be afraid He wants to see the world within, The life that you’ve remade.
He wants to see if you survived,If vengeance was repaid.
If you like this poem, I recommend following Ellis Bray on twitter. He’s always working on a myriad of creative projects and I’m lucky to have him as a friend and frequent creative partner.