Atomkraft - Queen Of Death / 2023

Atomkraft - Queen Of Death / 2023
Performed by Atomkraft's Rob Mathew (Rob Redhead) in 2023
I've recorded so many songs on the boss br80 and yet i'd never done an atomkraft one.. so here it is. I wanted to test wether the finished recording on the br80 transferred to the roland vs 1880 would alter the sound?.. it does, giving the mix from the br80 a wider sound as expected, but in this case i still prefered the boss master mix version. This song was completed solely inside the br80, that includes the drums with vocals being sang straight into the devices inbuilt condenser mics... like i have done on countless other songs. The Boss Br80 is such a hassle free recorder that it allows quick creative flow so this track is no different to any other song i've recorded on the br80.. taking no more than a few hours to complete from start to finish.
"Queen Of Death" Written In 1986 By Rob Redhead And Ian Swift.

Atomkraft - Queen Of Death

Barren lands, so empty and wasted.
Terrorpathic, messenger is in your mind.
She'll turn to fate, corner families.
You'll turn to stone, when you look in her eyes.
She's moving closer, can't you hear her,
her blood fury screams, across the sky.
In for the kill, just watch her whip.
The witch, the b****, the Queen of Death she rides.

Killing with face, defeats the race.
It might cut your own, if you don't fight back, back.

Hail, Queen of Death.
The Lady of evil.
Hail, Queen of Death.
You know the time is right.
Hail, Queen of Death.
Now shes come to the power.
Hail, Queen of Death.
The devil's messenger's in flight.

Slobering stars, ice cold.
Hands, butcher your heart.
Your lights all gone, gone, gone, ripped appart!

(Mathew Solo)

Hail, Queen of Death.
The Lady of evil.
Hail, Queen of Death.
You know the time is right.
Hail, Queen of Death.
Now shes come to the power.
Hail, Queen of Death.
The devil's messenger's in flight.

Slobering stars, ice cold.
Hands, butcher your heart.
Your lights all gone, gone, gone, ripped appart!
ooohhhhh
ripped appart
hail queen of death, my majesty...
I am at your service
Hail, Hail, Hail, Hail (SMASH IT UP)

(Mathew Solo)

Hail, Queen of Death.
The lady of evil.
Hail, Queen of Death.
You know the time is right.

Slobering stars, ice cold.
Hands, butcher your heart.
Your lights all gone, gone, gone, ripped appart.