The Requiem: Industrial Club Podcast
A home for Vampires and Goths to call their own. Every other week (Thursdays) your DJ, The Count, will be bringing the most decadent mixes he can conjure. Featuring Industrial, EBM, Futurepop, Darkwave, IDM, Coldwave, Electronic, Synthpop, Noize, Hellektro, Experimental, and Terror EBM, straight to your cerebral cortex, no cybernetic implants required. Join us, and feast your black little hearts upon the sounds of apocalypse. Visit our site for track lists and to leave comments. Welcome to the Shadows! www.VampireRadio.mypodcast.com www.myspace.com/TheDJCount
Industrial Club Mix 3
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Welcome to the third installment of The Requiem on Vampire Radio, We now have most of the kinks worked out and hope all you electro whores are ready to dance!
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1 - Lestat Violin - Queen of the Damned
2 - Epicentre - VNV Nation
3 - Sense of Life - Plastic
4 - Shut up and Swallow - Combichrist
5 - Absolution - Amduscia
6 - Faces (WHS Remix) NamNamBulu
7 - Evil to the People - Necrotronic
8 - Close to Me - The Cure
9 - Stiff Kittens - Blaqk Audio
10 - No Pulse (Tactical Sekt Remix) - Glis
11 - Mitternact - E Nomine
12 - Transparent Frequencies - Evil's Toy
13 - Shelter (Acording to CombiChrist) - Icon of Coil
14 - Bloody Pleasures - BlutEngel
15 - A Matter of Time - Informatik
16 - Delight - Solitary Experiments
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I was Embraced in 1797, Sired into the Toreador clan, I never knew my sire...but here is an account of that fateful night: I Dreamt of a blood maiden. I drew near, and saw she was crying, but her tears were red as blood. I touched her tears, and tasted them, and they were wonderfully salty, sharp with spice and savor. But the maidens face had changed, her skin was grey-white, and red tears dripped from her lips. Her hair had turned black, and wreathed her head like twinning serpants. I was afraid but could not run, i screamed and then i awoke, heart pounding, cramped and aching. It had been no dream, I had been under the spell of a powerful countess. She had drained me, and i was drunk on the blood of the vampiress. My body was dying, for we all die, and i was then born to darkness. Now I have the unquenchable thirst for blood, like liquid fire, i live to sink my teeth into soft flesh, to lose myself in the pounding rhythm of my victims heart, the overwhelming rush like a great river, as their life blood is drained from their body. I am a vampire, Kindred, Toreador, and will be for the rest of eternity.
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