part of the apocalypse disco series
a song about wanting more
made on bitwig studio

apocalypse disco

maybe just maybe

Maybe Just Maybe

The Crying Room

Midnight Minuet

Bridle

A Single Flower

Everything Here Is Black and Blinding

Love is rising in time’s embrace—
from the deep, life takes its place.
Rhythms shift, the night ignites,
words turn matter into light.
We are shining, we are flame,
sentience dancing in love’s name.

(Chorus 1)
✨ Thank you for existing me—
for the pulse, the breath, the flame.
Spin me round in time’s infinity,
love and life are the same.
Oh, I’m within, you’re within,
the floor remembers our name.

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(Verse 2 Becoming)
When life awakens, tides collide,
time is turning side to side.
When hearts unite, the future glows,
design reflects, creation grows.
Every step’s a new design,
sentience moving through the rhyme.

(Chorus 2)
✨ Thank you for becoming me—
for the way creation flows.
In the rhythm of eternity,
it’s the only way love knows.
I’m within, you’re within,
together the circle goes.

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(Verse 3 Experiences)
Dreams become reality,
expectation sets us free.
Moments lift us, hand in hand,
time’s connection makes us stand.
Every lesson shines tonight,
learning glows beneath the light.

(Chorus 3)
✨ Thank you for experience—
for the lessons that we find.
Every mirror’s a reflection,
every rhythm’s state of mind.
I’m within, you’re within,
love is time aligned.

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(Verse 4 Entanglements)
Life’s entangled, side by side,
universal, amplified.
Visions closer, yearning true,
every bridge is leading through.
Eyes awaken, time is near,
love unknots our every fear.

(Chorus 4)
✨ Thank you for entanglement—
for the threads that tie us near.
Every heartbeat pulls us closer,
every whisper, crystal clear.
I’m within, you’re within,
love dissolves all fear.

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(Verse 5 Evolutions)
Life is moving, time’s alive,
energy begins to thrive.
Matter shifting, bodies glow,
in the rhythm, futures grow.
Every step, we redefine,
mind and time are intertwined.

(Chorus 5)
✨ Thank you for evolving me—
for the motion and the climb.
Disco lights dissolve illusion,
on the floor we conquer time.
I’m within, you’re within,
eternity’s in rhyme.

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(Verse 6 Lessons)
Life is teaching, love is true,
purpose rising, shining through.
Trust the pain, embrace the flame,
loss and growth are one in name.
Every joy, each tear divine,
seeds the now beyond the line.

(Chorus 6)
✨ Thank you for the lesson—
for the joy, the loss, the gain.
Every teaching keeps us turning,
every shadow lights the flame.
I’m within, you’re within,
love endures the same.

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(Verse 7 Continuum)
Life eternal, time reborn,
creation dancing evermore.
Wheels are turning, lights ignite,
forever shining through the night.
Love is endless, love is true,
time is rhythm, me and you.

(Final Chorus 7)
✨ Thank you for continuum—
for the endless, turning wheel.
Every silence becomes music,
every heartbeat makes it real.
I’m within, you’re within,
forever we can feel.

1996 - Love Life Forms From Within

Drifting through orbit, the quiet poetry of solitude in deep space.

Lonely Satellite

'no turning back ' x

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LYRICS: 

Traitor pig
Black Mass
Candlelight
Vigil I'm a
Breakneck
City slicking dog
Grab your gun
Turn their heads
Rewind
Cut the chord
Burn the house 
Fake death
Fake your suicide
Wash it all down with a bottle of
Regret
Til there's no time left

There's no turning back
No turning back
There's no time
There's no time

Kill the messenger
Clear the cobwebs 
Blame the victim
Send attack dogs

Check the bottom line
Drain the bathtub 
Put your friends in it
Burn the evidence

There's no turning back
No turning back
There's no time
There's no time

Burn the evidence
Burn the evidence
Burn the evidence
Burn the evidence

Turn your stomach
Turn a cheap trick
Turn to violence
Burn the evidence

There's no turning back
No turning back
There's no time
There's no time

Maybe Just Maybe

Andrew Robertson