🎵 Wanna a better life for their children - (Official Lyric Video by Brady Kent) 🌸✨
 
The Right Rev. Mariann Budde (Episcopal Bishop of Washington) preached to the President of the United States. 

This song is loosely about her message and how it was received. This is a reflection of recent political events and the bravery shown by the bishop.

Some refer to her as a modern-day hero. At the very least it’s made us stop and think.

Which side of the political divide are you on ?💬 Have you ever been in a moment where words failed? 

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Wanna a better life for their children

[Verse 1]
In shadows deep where secrets sleep,
I wander alone in silent grief.
A silver doe in midnight’s glow,
Whispers of love lost long ago.

[Verse 2]
The wind, a ghost, murmurs her name,
Her laughter fades like a dying flame.
By starlit rivers my dreams adrift,
In every breeze, I feel her shift.

[Chorus]
Forever haunted, shadows fall,
Her whispered name, my silent call.
In every breath, a fading light,
I chase the ghost that haunts the night.

[Bridge]
Memories trace a midnight sky,
Faded roses and whispered sighs.
On cliffs, old vows echo in the night,
While the ocean mourns in pale moonlight.

[Verse 3]
Barren fields under a sorrowed sky,
Wilted petals of dreams gone by.
Every step is a silent plea,
Haunted forever by her memory.

[Chorus]
Forever haunted, shadows fall,
Her whispered name, my silent call.
In every breath, a fading light,
I chase the ghost that haunts the night.

[Outro]
In twilight’s arms, my heart remains unsealed,
A whispered love—a wound never healed.

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“Moonlight” is a ghostly lament wrapped in the aching embrace of Alternative Rock and cinematic Gothic Rock.

Every verse is steeped in shadow and silver, as deep vocals and mournful violin weave through a landscape of memories forever drifting in the dark.

This is a hymn to lost love and eternal longing — a tribute to those who haunt our hearts long after they’re gone.

Drift with the tides of this sorrowful melody and let its gentle ache illuminate the dark places where hope still whispers.

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Genre: Alternative Rock / Cinematic Gothic Rock 
Key: F Major
BPM: 120
Time Signature: 4/4

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A tribute to Professor Severus Snape ♡

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Artist: Kareem Tyler 
https://www.instagram.com/tylercraftsart

© 2025 Kareem Tyler. All Rights Reserved.

Moonlight

Je Me Replie V

a story about a man struggling with his identity and coming to terms with your past

The Devil

Sometimes grief can be so overwhelming, this tragedy of wanting to turn back time, especially to the lost of a great love. This is a sad song about wanting the impossible to happen. 

Oxygen

I looked down at my sister her face was yellow
She had been lying on the porch for the first part of spring
I was to pour milk over her eyes put mushrooms into her ears
And sprinkle pine dust over her body

Mother and I picked up her body which was lying on a door
So it would not fall apart
Father turned on Mozart and sunshine floated backwards toward
The chickens who danced very slowly in perfect rhythm

The phone rang and Magpies descended down upon the house
We love you we love you come back
You are alive
Wake wake wake wake wake wake wake wake

I gave a half nod and picked up my sister who started to fall apart in my arms
Shit it's not working but it was too late
Pink lambs leaped across the field into the yard
Surrounding the shit of a mess that was my sister

Give Her Back I screamed
But to no avail as I gasped my last breath
Of Oxygen

Oxygen

An original pop song with influences of folk, rock and world music about the importance of staying rooted in our being during challenges times. In a world moving fast I feel the call to continue the nature of traditional songwriting from the heart.

Stay Rooted In Being

Ashes of a Man is one of Luminor’s most personal and emotional works.

It tells the story of a father broken by heartbreak, depression, and drink — a slow decline witnessed by his family, who tried to save him. By the time he was ready to accept help, it was too late.

Woven with lines from a personal poem written for him, the song is both a eulogy and a confession — a heavy but beautiful reminder that love and grief are inseparable.

This is Luminor stepping into darker, heavier territory, continuing the intimate journey that began with Little Kingdom and All That Remains.

Ashes of a Man

still it’s “see you never” (prod. michaelharrisonraw)

If (MKAvi) 9-24-25

Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein
Written, recorded and performed by Pages in Clouds 2025



Ohhhhh, the sun has turned its face away.
 beneath the shadow of Ed Gein.
his crimes too dark for the sun ,
too dark to shine.

Mother whispers in the gloom,
Hmmmmmm, her voice a sermon, her word a tomb;
Her hand is gone, yet still it guides,
Ohhhhh, it binds the soul where terror hides.

ohhhhhhhh,
the skin screams out, why oh why?
ohhhhhhh,

The rafters creak, the shadows swell,
Hmmmmmm, the house is but a shell of hell;
The walls are lined with sorrow’s skin,
Ohhhhh, no prayer can cleanse the heart within.

The graves lie open, the moonlight wanes,
Hmmmmmm, the soil still sings with broken names;
The dead are called, their silence torn,
Ohhhhh, the night gives birth to grief reborn.

O mother, cruel, eternal flame,
Hmmmmmm, he lives and dies within thy name;
Thy voice commands, thy ghostly hand,
Ohhhhh, it drives him through a haunted land.

ohhhhhhhh,
the skin screams out, why oh why?
ohhhhhhh,

The wind laments, the darkness moans,
Hmmmmmm, the sickness is kingdom, dark and lone;
A throne of dust, a crown of bone,
Ohhhhh, he walks, but never walks alone.

The stars avert their pallid eyes,
Hmmmmmm, the sky denies his hollow cries;
For sin is sown where silence weeps,
Ohhhhh, the reaper wakes, but never sleeps.

ohhhhhhhh,
the skin screams out, why oh why?
ohhhhhhh,

The village shudders, the forest knows,
Hmmmmmm, the taint of death on every rose;
No hymns may rise, no bells may ring,
Ohhhhh, beneath the shadow of Ed Gein.

ohhhhhh,

ohhhhhh,

ohhhhhh,


the skin screams out, why oh why?

PB2025


Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein

Texas Hill Song

@slangjordan on Instagram & Facebook
Urban Poet from Columbus, OH

The Devil

Slang Jordan