Forget Me Not / Song From Earth

'Staying here'

1st single from forthcoming album 'Great Doubt' out on Escho Jan 26, 2024

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Staying here

'Overture'

2nd single from forthcoming album 'Great Doubt' out on Escho Jan 26, 2024

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Overture

Days Incomplete

Montalvo

Day You Told Me

w/p by Horse Vision
additional production by Emil F. Emborg
mastering by Jacob Günther Andersen
Stockholm, 2024

Partly Get By

A thousand lies

This song comes from a place of heartbreak, anger,  and disbelief — the kind that hits when you watch something sacred being twisted right in front of you. When the Trump administration slapped his name over the United States Institute of Peace, it felt like more than just a political stunt. It felt like theft. Like watching someone rewrite history in real time, taking something meant for all of us and turning it into a monument to ego. 

The Peace They Tried to Steal is my whispered anger. It’s the quiet kind of rage — the kind you feel in your chest before it becomes a scream. It’s the hurt of realizing how fragile our institutions are, and how easily a single person’s narcissism can scar them. But it’s also about truth — the kind that refuses to die, even when people in power try to bury it under gold lettering. 

This song is me processing what it means to see a leader treat our country like his personal trophy shelf. It’s about the fear, the sadness, and the fury behind watching someone bulldoze history, dignity, and peace — literally and symbolically. But it’s also about the resilience that lives in all of us. Because no matter what they rename, rewrite, or destroy, people remember. Walls remember. History remembers. 

This track is my way of saying:
You can steal the sign,
you can steal the building,
but you will never own the truth. 

And the truth always comes back. 

Every time.



LYRICS: 

[Intro]
This isn’t anger.
This is the ache before the scream.
This is the part of history
they thought we wouldn’t notice. 

[Verse 1]
They took the word “peace”
and carved his name above it,
like justice was a toy
he could steal from the nation’s attic.
A sign on a building…
doesn’t make him holy.
But God, the way he smirked
like history belonged to him slowly. 

[Pre-Chorus]
He thinks if he rewrites the story,
the truth will choke quietly in the dark.
But the walls remember.
They always do. 

[Chorus]
This is the peace they tried to steal,
the truth they tried to drown in gold.
You can’t rename the soul of a nation
just to feed the monster you’ve become.
Call it honor… call it history…
But it’s nothing but a monument of lies. 

[Verse 2]
He bulldozed rooms 
that weren’t his to break,
and smiled like a king
standing in the ashes.
Every brick he touched
learned a new kind of sorrow—
the kind that comes from being rewritten
by a man who never knew peace at all. 

[Pre-Chorus]
He thinks if he renames the truth,
it’ll kneel for him on command.
But the walls remember.
They always do. 

[Chorus]
This is the peace they tried to steal,
the truth they tried to drown in gold.
You can’t rename the soul of a nation
just to feed the monster you’ve become.
Call it honor… call it history…
But it’s nothing but a monument of lies. 

[Bridge]
Symbols fall.
Egos fade.
Tyrants crumble under their own weight.
You can steal a building…
but not a legacy.
You can rename a hall…
but not the truth carved in the people. 

[Verse 3]
The courts are watching—
they always were.
Power stretches thin
when pulled by trembling hands.
A sign can fall overnight.
A name can vanish in a vote.
And the lies he built
crack faster than the walls he broke. 

[Chorus]
This is the peace they tried to steal,
the truth they tried to drown in gold.
You can’t rename the soul of a nation
just to feed the monster you’ve become.
Call it honor… call it history…
But we see through every line.
Every lie.
Every crime. 

[Outro]
You can carve your name
over peace itself…
but the people remember.
And history
writes it back.
Every time.

The Peace They Tried to Steal

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BEA1991 is a Dutch British audio-visual artist with an interest in Pantheism, progressive pop music and autodidact learning.