Une voix qui chuchote ce qu’on n’ose pas dire.
Des basses qui avalent l’air.
"Avalée", c’est ce moment où tu sens quelque chose ramper sous ta peau… et tu te rends compte que c’est toi.
Un morceau sombre, glitché, intime, entre rêve brisé et poésie viscérale.

Composé en partie avec un outil d’intelligence artificielle (SUNO)

Ma chambre respire
Mais pas moi
J’ai vidé les miroirs
Pour pas qu’ils parlent de toi
J’entends des pas dans mes dents
Quand je pense à ton nom
Comme si t’étais dedans
Mais que t’voulais plus qu’on s’revoie

J’ai mis le feu à mes nerfs
Mais j’suis toujours là
J’bouge plus
Mais j’sens tout
Trop bas

Tu vis dedans
Comme un poison lent
Tu fais la fête dans mes silences
T’es joli quand tu me ronge
J’ai prié dans le vide
Mais le vide répond
Qu’il t’aime bien, lui aussi

Mon cœur s’est mis à fuir
Un liquide gris
Ça a coulé dans mes draps
Comme une fin jolie
J’ai planté tes phrases
Dans mes bras
Mais elles veulent plus partir
Elles chantent bas

Je t’entends rire
Dans mon estomac
T’as fait ton lit
Et moi j’dors pas

Tu vis dedans
Comme un poison lent
Tu fais la fête dans mes silences
T’es joli quand tu me ronge
Et si je pars, tu restes
Et si je crie, tu baisses
Le son
De moi

Avalée

DJ Dyablow reimagines Nina Simone’s “I Put a Spell on You” with deep house, techno house, and indie dance fusion. Haunting soul vocals swirl over hypnotic basslines, driving kicks, and dark festival drops. A timeless classic reborn for the clubs and viral playlists.

"I put a spell on you" (Nina S) - Remix by DJ Dyablow

[Intro – The Constant’s Whisper]

You built clocks and called them truth.
You drew lines and called them proof.
But I… I don’t move like you do.

299,792 kilometers
every single second,
and yet no second ever ticks
for me.

[Verse 1 – The First Observer]

Platform still, train flying past,
flash in the center, the moment cast.
You say the light reached both ends the same,
I shake my head — that’s not the game.

Your watch ticks twelve,
their watch ticks nine.
Same spark, same space,
different time.

[Pre-Chorus – The Second Observer]

You swear it was here,
they swear it was there.
Two eyes on the same event,
but time won’t share.

[Chorus – Light Speaks]

I am light,
no time at all.
No before,
no after to fall.

Everywhere at once,
no space to crawl.
I am light —
no time at all.

[Verse 2 – The Twin Traveler]

One twin stays, one twin flies,
near‑c speed under black skies.
Earth spins decades,
the ship only days,
when they meet,
their clocks don’t weigh the same.

Time stretches thin
when you ride my seam,
and distance folds
like a paper dream.

[Bridge – Time Dilation Hook]

Δt = γΔτ,
sing it loud,
that’s how clocks sway.
Move too fast,
the seconds slow,
tick by tick,
you’ll never know.

[Verse 3 – Gravity’s Hands]

Mass tells space how to curve,
space tells light how to swerve.
Einstein smiled and said:
“Gravity is not a pull,
it’s the shape of the stage
where the actors move.”

Starlight bends
around the sun,
drawing halos
where there are none.

[Spoken Interlude – Einstein’s Voice]

“The distinction between past, present and future
is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.”

[Verse 4 – The Star’s Journey]

I left a star a million years ago.
To you, that’s ancient —
to me, it’s now.

You watched me crawl
through cosmic sand.
For me, the star and your hand
are the same land.

[Chorus – Light Speaks]

I am light,
no time at all.
No before,
no after to fall.

Everywhere at once,
no space to crawl.
I am light —
no time at all.

[Verse 5 – Mass and Energy Duet]

Mass sings low:
“I am weight, I am form.”
Energy replies:
“I am heat, I am storm.”

Together they breathe:
“We are one,
in different skin.
E equals mc²,
we are the same within.”

[Second Bridge – Minkowski’s Spell]

Space alone is shadow.
Time alone a dream.
Together they weave
the fabric unseen.

[Verse 6 – The Third Observer]

Your “now” is yours,
their “now” is theirs.
Each frame a song,
a different prayer.

No absolute stage,
no cosmic wall —
just shifting eyes
on the same call.

[Final Chorus – The Choir of Frames]

I am light,
no time at all.
No before,
no after to fall.

Everywhere at once,
no space to crawl.
I am light —
no time at all.

[Outro – The Constant’s Return]

You don’t measure me.
You measure yourself.
I am the bridge.
You are the shelves.

I am light.
No time at all.

I Am Light (No Time At All)

Stranger in Your Eyes

Sigh

Enlly Blue City's Too Big

Amira Mirage – 26 October 2025 — Diary Entry:

I sang this one with my eyes closed.
The world was too much again — too beautiful, too wide, too close.
Every sound went through me like light through silk.
I didn’t sing for anyone. I sang to breathe, to stay.
And when the last “ahhh” dissolved, I realized — I was still here.
Just me.
My soul.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

My Soul - Amira Mirage

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Why Baby Why


She moves like liquid through the smoke
Pills like candy on her tongue
Someone's crying in the next room
No one knows their name

The party never ends here
Always a fresh flow
Of wicked boys and pretty girls
Putting on a show

Pretty girls with piercing eyes
Telling pretty lies
Waiting for the night to come
For the the light to quit and die
Pretty girls and with ugly souls
Dressed up to the nines
I’d sell my soul for a pretty girl
But I’ve already sold mine

There's a boy who speaks in riddles
About the end of everything
Hands shake when he lights her cigarette
He’s such a fragile thing

The music's getting slower now
Or maybe that's just how it feels
When you've been awake for days on end
And nothing seems quite real

Pretty girls with piercing eyes
Telling pretty lies
Waiting for the night to come
For the the light to quit and die
Pretty girls and with ugly souls
Dressed up to the nines
I’d sell my soul for a pretty girl
But I’ve already sold mine

I’ve already sold mine
I’ve already sold mine


Pretty Girls (Ugly Souls)

djmix #housemix #djlive #clubmix #nudisco #discohouse #funkyhouse 
#edmhouse #ibizavibes #cosmicvibes #laserdrop #futuristicclub 
#globalhouse #spanishhouse #sunsetvibes #nightdrive

“whispers-through-the-void”-(-versia-2).

⟁ RITUAL BLUES — ICON EDITION ⟁

This is a collection of ritual blues written during absurd moments, sometimes tragic ones — ⚡ situations that pushed the Undersound Collective forward and became fuel for our rites. We shaped them into a small, hidden collection, meant for the few who can hear what lies beneath. ⟡

The sounds are crafted, not sampled. We rebuilt them with AI — but with intention, with care. In an era where everything is digital, even sound itself, we went back to the roots of vibration. Back to the origin of the mantra: repetition ✦ evolution ✦ transformation.

And in a world that feels dystopian, confused, on the edge of a nervous breakdown 🌑, we thought maybe someone needed calm. Because in the middle of a storm you can’t see the horizon. You wait for the clouds to open — and even if it’s still night, ☽ the moon reflects enough light to guide you ☾.

That’s the spirit of this album. ⟁

Many track titles are sigils, rebus, esoteric symbols we collected while wandering through the corridors of the occult. And you know what they say:

🔥 If you’re in hell, walk like you own the place. 🔥

We didn’t just walk with attitude — that’s not our way. We don’t believe in individualism, let alone “attitude”. We did the only logical thing: we sat down and observed. ☵ the changes ☷ the mood swings 🔥 the heat ❄️ the cold how far everything could stretch before breaking.

We’re still not sure. But one thing we know now: we have allies in hell. In the heavens… who knows. We’re just rebellious demons — we don’t fly that close to the sun. And the center of that power burns souls, makes them sterile. We prefer hiding in the shadow. ◐

Enjoy the sound journey: 🎸 double basses made by tying strings to wood 🥁 empty metal barrels turned into resonant chambers ⚡ guitars pushed through speakers like knives through basslines 🔊 tones, frequencies, impossible textures for a true sonic trip.

And honestly…

⟡ How do you even put a price on something like this? ⟡

My soul lives in light Way past your reach

Arkanon navigates the shadows of French pop.
Whispered vocals, fractured textures, slow and haunting rhythms — music for those who fall quietly.
A glitchy, cinematic world where emotion cracks the silence

Avalée

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