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Afrika Mandalika

by Cymbalic Encounters

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The Fire Merchants The spirit has entered your veins Your eyes roll back You look insane Your feet start to tremble Feel your legs start shake There is no exit door There’s no escape You can’t break the spell when your soul is for sale You were warned not to walk down dark alleys Where spirits dance and whispers echo A sacred dance beneath the moon's glow The Fire Merchants Never fall under their spell The Fire Merchants No one lives to tell They traverse the lands, leaving a trail of desire With every touch they set the world on fire Their hearts ablaze, never fearing the burn For they know it's the flames where true passion is earned The Fire Merchants Never fall under their spell The Fire Merchants No one lives to tell In this enchanted place. A world beyond compare. Where hearts and souls can be healed Magic fills the air There’s no where you can go Nothing you can do You will lose control You must do as you’re told The spirits possess the willing, their presence strong and real Feel The heat under your feet It’s all too surreal You can walk on fire The flames grow even higher You have no control You must do as you are told The Fire Merchants Never fall under their spell The Fire Merchants No one lives to tell The Fire Merchants Never fall under their spell The Fire Merchants No one lives to tell
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Rains of Waimba In the land of Waimba, where the rivers flow into the sea A tale of love and longing, unfolds in the rains of exatacy The clouds gather above, as the sky turns to gray, A symphony of droplets, as they fall along the way. (Chorus) The rains of Waimba, That wash away our sorrows, The Rains of Waimba but they’re sure to bring us pain tomorrow The Rains of Waimba where love's melody we see. Through mist-covered valleys, the river gently flows, As the raindrops kiss the petals, a blooming beauty grows Whispers in the wind, Of stories left untold, The rhythm of the rain, a love story to unfold. The rains of Waimba, a bittersweet refrain, They wash away our sorrows, but they also bring the pain. In the rains of Waimba, With each drop that falls, memories are set free, Underneath the stormy sky, we dance in the downpour, Lost in the moment, where time seems to be no more. Our tears blend with the rain, as emotions intertwine, In this watery embrace, our souls become entwined. In time for the rain The rains of Waimba …
3.
Black Magic 04:14
Black Magic Don’t you ever look back to see what you left behind If it doesn’t rhyme With the future ahead No one knows what’s in the cards She’s playing with Black Magic, Black Magic Just beware of what’s lurking in the dark Feel the pain in side A voodoo needle like a shark No one knows what’s in the cards She’s playing with Black Magic, Black Magic Be on alert Watch out for the tricks Her tempting allure can bind you in its grip No one knows what’s in the cards She’s playing with Black Magic, Black Magic
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Sacred Trees 04:25
Sacred Trees Behind their smile lies doubt You feel your time running out You sense someone following you Every corner they have you in view Under shadows of narrow paths Stands a figure in full view It’s a known superstition Myths and legends hold true The eyes watching you The walls are listening in tracking your every move Streaming on YouTube The Sacred Trees Housing sacred leaves The spirit never leaves Remaining memories There have been others who tried Only to get caught up in the lies Denying the fact that they crossed the line Awaking the spirits of the divine When The winds moves the trees The believers, are on their knees They go into a deeper trance Hypnotic rhythms in which they dance The eyes watching you The walls are listening in tracking your every move Streaming on YouTube The Sacred Trees Housing sacred leaves The spirit never leaves Remaining memories Do not enter Just turn away Keep your distance You must not stay Go out the way The way that you came in Close the door behind you And Never come back again The Sacred Trees Housing sacred leaves The spirit never leaves Remaining memories The Sacred Trees Housing sacred leaves The spirit never leaves
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Shadows from the Past I can feel it in my presence There’s something coming over me Overhearing voices speak What am I about to see? I know I’ve been here before I just can’t recall the place The is a reason for Memories I could never erase Does this make any sense to you And, Can you hear me though? I’m having a memory lapse I want to unlock this door My world is about to collapse I don’t what I’m looking for All the Shadows from the Past Where the stories unfold All secrets revealed at last The lies never told All the Shadows from the Past Where the truth comes out The fishing line has cast Will leave no doubt Only my shadow knows where I’ve been Only my shadow knows what I’ve seen I can feel it all around There’s something going down A voice inside my head Is telling me instead The past is haunting me I must find a way to set it free I want to live for the future And forever be who I am I’m having a memory lapse I want to unlock this door My world is about to collapse I don’t what I’m looking for All the Shadows from the Past Where the stories unfold All secrets revealed at last The lies never told All the Shadows from the Past Where the truth comes out The fishing line has cast Will leave no doubt Only my shadow knows who I see Only my shadows knows my secrets They say we are our own worst enemy It has me taken years to see Only my shadow knows where I’ve been Only my shadow knows what I’ve seen Only my shadow knows who I see Only my shadows knows my secrets I’m having a memory lapse I want to unlock this door My world is about to collapse I don’t what I’m looking for All the Shadows from the Past Where the stories unfold All secrets revealed at last The lies never told All the Shadows from the Past Where the truth comes out The fishing line has been cast Will leave no doubt All the Shadows from the Past x 4
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Instrumental
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Voodoo Supermarket The spirits enter into your soul They slowly take control You feel a new sensation As you undergo transformation You feet start to move Your hands start to shake Your foot stomps the floor As you reverberate As it travels through your veins You’ve never felt this strange Until the curse takes effect There’s nothing to reject You feet start to move Your hands start to shake Your foot stomps the floor As you reverberate Shopping for spells and charms Never sound the alarm Lotions and potions that target Shopping the Voodoo Supermarket Calls at night should not be answered The spirits enter the veins Taking over, taking procession Driving you further insane You feet start to move Your hands start to shake Your foot stomps the floor As you reverberate Shopping Voodoo Supermarket Shopping for spells and charms Voodoo Supermarket Never sound the alarm Never did anyone any harm So come along, and let your spirit roam, Discover this magical home. Where dreams are sold, and wonders are found, Whee nightmares and black mage abound The subject will fall into trance Echoes of the Sabahtan dance Enter the room but beware There’s always a danger you’ll never leave there
8.
Windows and Skies Now you know what you didn’t know Before you found the Tree of Knowledge The stories now being told Reveal the truth you’ve been sold There are some speculations There even are some revelations A sapphire bought for as a rock Discovered as the star once sought I was living on a hill Overlooking the city I was searching for a sign Anticipating the decline The skies above, they paint a canvas, With colors bold and bright, See Reflections in the glass, a kaleidoscope of light. Through the windows of my soul, Embrace the wonder of the open sky. I'll spread my wings, and learn to fly, I’ll close jump from the window Without questioning why Windows and skies, they guide my gaze in mysterious ways. Windows and Skies Through every pane, a glimpse of the divine, From towering cityscapes to the countryside, Each window is a portal, explore far and wide. The laughter of children, the whispers of the breeze, The world outside beckons, with wonders to appease. I was living on a hill Overlooking the city I was searching for a sign Anticipating the decline Windows and skies, they guide my gaze, Unveiling the beauty in mysterious ways. Through every pane, a glimpse of the divine, Windows and skies, connecting heart and mind. I was living on a hill Overlooking the city I was searching for a sign Anticipating the decline
9.
Surrounding Shadows In the stillness of the night, where darkness takes its hold There's a place where fears unite where secrets are untold. Whispers dance upon the wind, a symphony of dread, In this realm where I've been pinned, by shadows overhead. In the corners of my mind They lurk and they deceive, Shapes that twist and intertwine, a tapestry of grief. They prey upon my deepest doubts, magnify my fears, In this maze of twisted routes, they shed unwanted tears. Surrounding shadows, closing in on me, Surrounding shadows, Their presence I can not see. Surrounding shadows, losing hold on me, Surrounding Shadows Their haunting presence, now a fading memory. For in the depths of shadow's reign, I found the light I seek, And now I rise above the strain, stronger than I was last week. But I won't let them claim my soul, I'll find the strength within, To face the demons taking hold, and let the light begin. Surrounding shadows, closing in on me, Surrounding shadows, Their presence I can not see. Surrounding shadows, losing hold on me, Surrounding Shadows Their haunting presence, now a fading memory.

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Afrika Mandalika

Cymbalic Encounters displays its ‘world music’ side with the release of “Afrika Mandalika,” which features nine original progressive rock songs with an African twist of classic tribal and healing chants with rhythmical drums samples to offer authenticity to the tracks which include titles like; “Rains of Waimba, Voodoo Supermarket and even Black Magic.”

Guitarist, Fernando Perdomo appears on a few songs like the upbeat opener, “The Fire Merchants” and “Festival of Miracles” an instrumental which also features Joe Berger on guitar.

Also contributing are vocalist Tim Pepper from the U.K., who was also greatly influenced by Peter Gabriel’s work with Yassou N’Dour. Further accompanying Mark are Japanese bassist, Kenta Shimokuni and Mark’s son, Preston on guitar.

Afrika Mandalika track list:

1. The Fire Merchants
2. Rains of Waimba
3. Black Magic
4. Sacred Trees
5. Shadows from the Past
6. Festival of Miracles
7. Voodoo Supermarket
8. Windows and Skies
9. Surrounding Shadows

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Mark Murdock at Off-Shore Recordings Tokyo

Eventide Reverb, Delay, and EQ and compression settings by Beam Audio N.Y.C, Joe Berger

All words and music composed by Mark Murdock
Copyright 2024
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Contact: cymbalicencounters@gmail.com

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released April 15, 2024

Mark Murdock/drums/synthesizer/percussion
*Fernando Perdomo/guitar on 1 and 6
Tim Pepper/vocal
Kenta Shimokuni/bass
Joe Berger/guitar on 6
Preston Murdock/guitar

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Cymbalic Encounters Tokyo, Japan

Drummer, keyboardist and vocalist Mark Murdock's Cymbalic Encounters features eminent progressive-rock unit Brand X alumni guitarist John Goodsall, bassist Percy Jones.
Murdock shines as a renaissance man and offers a diversified set, highlighted by the largely memorable compositions and aided by a crystal-clear studio production.
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