sadness - summer angel gathering

this song is also part of the Old songs 2015 compilation (refer to previous posts about more context). this song was instrumentally finished in 2015, and for the purposes of this old songs compilation I finished the vocals and bass yesterday (the quiet ending was also recorded this morning). I started this song on june 22 2015. at the time I had the idea of making a combination of black metal and pop punk, and this is what came about. the lyrics were built off of another facebook thought diary I wrote in february this year. I think the complete lyrics were written rather recently, definitely earlier this year but I can't remember honestly. I won't share the lyrics because they're far too personal and delicate, but basically it's about summer magics, summer beauties, summer stories creating and blooming flowers of memories, indelible moments. the last lines are "i sing for them their everpulsing dreams, and these memories we will never forget". I don't remember if I wrote these lyrics and then realized that they would fit perfectly with the music of this song, or I knew I wanted a specific theme for this song and then wrote them. whatever the case, there's a subconcious summer saturation running through the song, from the fact that I made it in summer, this is all unconcious and indirect influence from my surroundings, I wouldn't become self aware about the summer feeling in this song until the lyrics became a part of it. for all the years this song has been sitting incomplete the project file name was just "pop punk black metal". part of me wanted to add synths to the song but I don't like changing and adding too much to things especially when they are so old, i believe firmly in preserving the initial intent and emotion in a song by not touching it's original motive 


I also want to make it clear.. that when I refer to summer in my music, I'm not talking about the uncomfortable summer that a lot of people probably recognize, where it's extremely hot and the sun burns you and I hate everything about it. I lived the first 21 years of my life in places where summertime usually meant something much more beautiful, warm, beautiful days, summer freedom, magical sunshine and genuine happiness. I don't feel happy when it's hotter than like 77 degrees and the sun is burning my skin