 Mohamed.Nour.Maa.Nafsi. 
محمد نور مع نفسي 

06 - Kelmeti Wahda

Album Description — Spiritual Warfare: Keep Your Demons
This album is my testimony — the truth of what I lived through, what I survived, and what God revealed to me in the darkest season of my life.
I was pulled into a third, forth, fifth‑party situation by someone who claimed he loved me. He told me he was divorcing, told me to wait, told me to trust him.  And I did — not because I’m naïve, but because God placed unconditional love for him in my heart.  I had never experienced this kind of love, it had never been my nature to love anyone like this. Normally, one lie and I’m gone. No second chances. But this was different, and I didn’t understand why until much later.
As time passed, the truth unraveled. It will be 2 years on February 28, 2026
He wasn’t divorcing.
He wasn’t committed to any of us. 
He was hooking up with multiple people, playing everyone, lying to all of us while pretending to be the victim. 
And while he was doing that, he was also moving in darkness — binding spells, destiny‑swap attempts, humiliation rituals, manipulation, and spiritual attacks meant to break me. They saw me as competition when I was at my lowest. They wanted my gifts, my light, my calling. They wanted to silence me. They wanted me gone.
But God had eyes on the inside.
God showed me everything.
Shady Activity. Drug Addiction. Sex Addiction. Dark magic.
The very things they thought would elevate them became their downfall.
And through all of it, God protected me.
There were moments when the spiritual attacks were so heavy that I could feel them physically. They wanted me to destroy myself. They wanted me to collapse under the weight of their rituals. But even in the darkest moment, when an intrusive image flashed through my mind, I stood firm and said, “You’re out of your mind if you think I’m doing that.”
Because the only thing I fear is God — not people, not demons, not darkness, not death.
God surrounded me with war angels.
God sharpened my discernment.
God strengthened my intuition.
God kept me alive.
Every attack they sent became a lesson.
Every curse became a classroom.
Every shadow became a revelation.
I learned how to stand, how to see, how to return what wasn’t mine to carry.
And I realized something powerful:
I was placed in this season on purpose.
Not to be destroyed — but to expose what needed to be exposed.
Not to fall — but to rise.
Not to fear — but to testify.
This album is the sound of my awakening.
It’s the story of how I broke free from manipulation, spiritual warfare, and deception.
It’s the record of how God turned every attack into wisdom, every betrayal into strength, and every wound into a weapon of truth.
These songs are my voice, my clarity, my strategy, my survival, and my victory.
I move in silence until God tells me to speak — and now I’m speaking.
Through lyrics.
Through testimony.
Through truth that reaches the world.
Spiritual Warfare: Keep Your Demons is not just an album.
It’s the declaration that I know exactly what was done.
I know who did it.
I know why.
And I know that God saw it all — and protected me through every moment.
This is my story.
This is my season.
This is my purpose.
And this is only the beginning.

No Holds Bar

Bedtime Stories

Ohhh… yeah, yeah…
Mmm-mmm, ay…
Under the lights, under the lights…
(Oh-ohh, oh-ohh)
Feels like childhood in my chest tonight…

It’s bright, bright—
Tiny little colors used to fill my life (my life).
Translucent glow on the windowpane,
Made the cold nights dance like a candy cane.
Wanna breathe in that old-school cheer,
Feel the warmth I swore would disappear.
Can’t get enough of it—
Even now, still chasing it.
So sweet, I can’t forget…
So real it hits me again—
I’m talkin’ ’bout…

Under the Christmas lights (yeah-yeah)
Where everything felt easy, everything felt bright (so bright).
Icy breath floating silver in the winter night—
And every color made my whole world shine.
(Ooo, ayy—yeah, yeah)
Know what I mean? Christmas lights…
Back when nothing weighed heavy on my mind,
When every moment felt perfect every time…
Life was lighter under that shine—
Ohh-woah, under the Christmas lights… (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I swear, I swear—
Those holiday glasses made the whole world flare (flare up).
Put ’em on, and the lights turned stars,
Snowflakes floating like they fell from Mars.
And I’d dance, dance—spinning on my toes,
Laughin’ at the shapes that the lights would throw.
Magic lived in every beam,
Like December opened up a dream.
Ooo, it all comes flooding back—
My little heart on a glowing track.
Those lights held me through everything—
Made me feel like I could believe again.
You know what I’m talkin’ ’bout—

Under the Christmas lights (ayy ayy)
Where everything felt easy, everything felt bright (felt bright).
Icy breath floating silver in the winter night—
And every color made my whole world shine.
(Oh-oh-oh, shine for meee)
Know what I mean? Christmas lights…
Back when nothing weighed heavy on my mind,
When every moment felt perfect every time…
Life was lighter under that shine—
Ohh-woah, under the Christmas lights… (yeahh)

Sometimes I wanna rewind (yeah)
Run back to that sparkle of mine—
Those little glasses turning bulbs to stars,
Snowflake halos falling from afar.
No noise, no fear, just glow—
Just a kid in the street with a heart set to grow.
Ohhh, take me back tonight—
To the world that lived
Under the Christmas lights…

Under the Christmas lights (ohhh, yeah-yeah)
Where everything felt easy, everything felt bright (felt bright).
Icy breath floating silver in the winter night—
And every color made my whole world shine.
(Shiiine, ahh-ah-ah)
Know what I mean? Christmas lights…
Back when nothing weighed heavy on my mind,
When every moment felt perfect every time…
Life was lighter under that shine—
Ohh-woah, under the Christmas lights…
(Under the li-i-ights… yeahhh)

Oh-oh-oh…
Under the Christmas…
Under the Christmas lights…
Mmm-mmm… yeah…

Zizi Adel Baheb Kol Haga Feya

Ahmed Mosad