This film (Is this Videodrome II? ) is the result of 25 years of work, created entirely by Daniel FX Staal — story, music, FX, animation, and sound.
A solo masterpiece in experimental horror, Black Doors merges stop-motion, deepfake AI, 3D, green screen, and live-action visuals into a disturbing, surreal nightmare. It pays tribute to the masters of horror: H.R. Giger, David Cronenberg, and Clive Barker, while forging its own unique mythology of flesh, guilt, and possession... and I gave the Horror Mastes a Role in my movie... This is not just a movie. It’s a descent into the subconscious — a philosophical, psychological body-horror journey.
The soundtrack is not simply music. It possesses you. It whispers in your dreams. It makes you guilty for deeds you never committed. What begins as fiction becomes something much darker. , and enhanced with never-before-seen visuals. I gave my character my own name — and now, I cannot escape him. He kills, and I feel the guilt.
He bleeds, and I taste the iron. He falls, and I fall with him. This film is not safe. It will follow you. It will watch you. And it will make you wonder—who is really possessed?
For mature audiences only (18+). Dare to watch.
SCROLL DOWN TO: HELL
A blackened door, a single button, its lure a blood-red glow,
“Push if you dare, but count the cost before you go.”
It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday, one night and then no other,
My world is drained, no love to save, no warmth to smother.
The universe will bend and break beneath my poisoned kind,
With one press, I end it all, no mercy left behind.
The sign tempts with whispered power, the gods’ own twisted prize,
All-knowing, all-consuming, yet all of it a lie.
Is this a test, a wicked tease, a fatal trap I see?
Or is it like that “Lost” show’s fate, where chaos sets them free?
A FUSION BETWEEN, BLACK SABBATH AND THE DOORS
The Black Doors is an AI fusion of Black Sabbath and The Doors. The Art and lyrics are all original and thought-provoking, exploring themes related to the human condition, death, and the beyond. This is album number four, featuring two covers from Suicidal Tendencies and Body Count, stitched together with a newly written song alongside each cover.
I walk the hallway with my cat. Shadows trailing.
Each door is story. Each tunnel a truth or land.
King Kong's echo. The beast behind the next portal. But its beauty.
Not the beast that delivers the quiet landing.
Black doors. Black doors.
Story after story, through the night, a blues snaps the scene. Each vision
fading in the light. We are all alone.
Born alone, die alone. Company is
fleeting, but selfrespect is
what lasts. Books, wisdom,
silence with your own soul.
The answers wait within.
through every blackened door blues laced
memory. A laugh, a scream, a memory,
do not resist. Let trembling hands
caress the mist. We pull the strings.
We shake the night. We'll blur your soul.
We'll steal your sight. The black door yawns.
The void unknown. Jim whispers secrets.
Flesh has sown. Step through. Step deep.
Your fate is sealed. All reason lost.
All truth revealed. Now hush. Sit
back. Relax. Drift in. The
grand illusion will begin.
You've just crossed over. There's no way home. Your Next stop lies and fates control.
A world unchained.
A mind profaned.
The black doors.
Yes, I say I suffer of damnation, depression.
But I have a cat, a pet, my best friend
in this isolation.
The tale of cat "Spock"
behind the black door. A fusion of Edgar Allan Poe’s The Black Cat and The Raven.
It's doomsday, it's doomsday, nothing left to say,The fire's dropped, the hive is burned, the end begins today.Cut the lasso, let it bleed, there's nothing left inside,On doomsday, I'm hollow, but alive.But the rest are gone.Now I am a God, and Nobody Hears my ReignAll I did was pushing a DoorbelBut I Know! In this End, It is Just Pretend,In this End, It is Just Pretend, You Did not Listen,So Let this be a Warning!for the hardlearning, Curiosity Killed the Cat, That was at the Start of the song.What the Fuck Is wrong with me.God of Nothing
It's doomsday, it's doomsday, one day or another,
My planet's fate is sealed, no love left for each other.
The universe will pay, for the plague called humankind,
The button's pressed, destruction looms, no mercy left behind.
