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 7
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Welcome to Industrial Club Mix 7, Rivets, Retros, Cybers, Vamps and Romantics Welcome. This is a bit more of a progressive mix, something i don't usually do. Enjoy your stay, and Don't forget to dance.
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1 - A Text Message to the So-Called Emperor - Project 86
2 - The Analyst - Culture Kulture
3 - Jagd - Reaper
4 - Portrait of Homicide (Aesthetic Perfection Mix) - Dawn of Ashes
5 - Tune up Your Chips and Circuits (Remix) - Implant
6 - The Only One - Culture Kulture
7 - Conflict [CombiChrist Mix] - The Azoic
8 - Headhunter (exclusive single Version) - Icon of Coil
9 - Tour de Force (Club Version) - Covenant
10 - Aspiration Feed - Grendel
11 - Faith in Nothing [CombiChrist Mix] - Interface
12 - Pissed Off - Dulce Liquido
13 - We Will Rise - Alien Vampires
14 - Legion - VNV Nation
15 - Final Chapter (Thus Ends...) - Blind Guardian
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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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