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Dust of Death - Omicron Sound [Official Audio]

The wallpaper is peeling. The candle is burning low. The chair is empty. "Dust of Death" captures the isolation and paranoia of a mind unraveling in a decaying room. Through the lens of 1960s Psychedelic Protest Rock, this track visualizes the moment when strength dries up and the heart melts like wax. A haunting, cinematic trip into the void. "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? ... I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me." — Psalm 22 Song Info: Song: Dust of Death Artist: Omicron Sound Playlist: Tall Pine Genre: Psychedelic Rock / Protest Rock / Experimental Vibe: Haunting, Suspenseful, Atmospheric 🎧 Explore the Family Tree: 🌹 Wild Rose:    • The Wild Rose Tapes   🌻 Sunflower:    • The Sunflower Sessions   🌲 Tall Pine:    • The Tall Pine Archives   🪵 Hickory:    • The Hickory Mix   🪚 Ironwood:    • The Ironwood Cuts   🌿 Bitter Root: [coming soon] 🌐 Main Projects: 🎸 Mortal Balance:    / @mortalbalance   🌐 Website: https://www.mortalbalance.com/ 🕯️ Shawn Omicron:    / @shawnomicron   🌐 Website: https://www.shawnomicron.com/ #TallPine #DustOfDeath #Psalm22 #PsychedelicRock #ProtestRock #OmicronSound #ChristianRock #BibleVerses #Atmospheric #1960s #Haunting LYRICS: (Adapted from Psalm 22) ____________ My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning? My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don’t answer; in the night season, I am not silent. But you are holy, you deserve the praises of Israel. Our fathers trusted in you. They trusted, and you delivered them. They cried to you, and were delivered. They trusted in you, were not disappointed. But I am a worm, a nobody; Scorned by men, despised by the people. They all seek to mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying, “He trusts in the LORD. Let God deliver him. Let the LORD rescue him, since he delights in God.” But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust while at my mother’s breasts. I have belonged to you from my mother’s womb. You have been my God since my birth. Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help. Many bulls have surrounded me. Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me. Lions open their mouths against me, tearing prey and roaring. I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. My heart melted within me. My strength is dried up like clay. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death. For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers has enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet. I can count all of my bones. They look at me and stare. They divide my garments among them. They cast lots for my clothing. Don’t be far off, LORD. You are my help. Hurry to help me! Deliver my soul from the sword, my life from the power of the dog. Save me from the lion’s mouth! You have rescued me from the horns of the wild oxen. I will declare your name to my brothers. Among the assembly, I will praise you. You who fear the LORD, praise him! All descendants of Jacob, glorify him! Stand in awe of him, all descendants of Israel! For he has not despised nor ignored the affliction of the needy, He has not hidden from the needy; but when he cried to God, the LORD heard. I will praise you in the great assembly. I will pay my vows before those who fear God. The humble shall eat and be satisfied. They shall praise the LORD who seek after Him. Let your hearts live forever. The whole world shall remember and turn to the LORD. All the nations shall worship the LORD. For the kingdom is the LORD’s. He is the ruler over the nations. All the rich ones of the earth shall eat and worship. All those who return to dust will bow before him, all who can’t keep their soul alive. Our descendants shall serve him. Future generations shall be told about the Lord. They shall come and shall declare his righteousness to a people not yet born, for he has done it.