The New Satan

The Day

Just around the corner

The Valentine
Melted in the snow
On the way home
I should know

Fresh yet faded 
Washed with mud
Hand writing 
Smeared like blood

Witnessing a fool’s confession
Blinded by love’s obsession
On the pavement there it lay
Too late to look away

Dismal day in February 
Heart caged like a canary
Suffocating in a mine
Tears well in my eyes

I knelt
And tucked it in my coat
The end of love
The death of hope

The world around me
Slowed to a stop
My heart ticking
Like a clock

Oh St. Valentine
Are you just one of the guys
True love, just throw it away
February’s darkest day

If I could travel back in time
I’d go back, wouldn’t I?
Or fast forward with no replay
In-depth analysis, it’s so passé

But love’s madness marches on
Do they see me on the lawn?
A lighted box where love is framed
I watch them thru the window pane
Oh St. Valentine
Are you just one of the guys
True love, just throw it away
February’s darkest day

Light a candle 
Say a prayer
He’s in love
And I’m nowhere 

Life’s a mystery
The cause unknown
Open up your heart 
Your cover’s blown

But my darkness 
Seeks revenge
A fast date 
With his best friend

Red sky, the lover’s couch
Haunting drama when he finds out
Venus smiled on his friend last night
When he sees us, he’ll see the light

Oh St. Valentine
You’re just one of those guys
True love, just throw it away
February’s darkest day

Oh St. Valentine
You’re just one of those guys
True love, just throw it away
February’s darkest day

February

So happy to share the first collab with the talended  Motion X 
A song about staying true to resist in our tough world

Music, mastering: https://soundcloud.com/tripping_motion
Lyrics and vocal: kaerian

Photo by Tim Gouw on Unsplash



Tu m'entends? Non, tu m'entends pas...
j'ai beau crier, tu n'entends pas ma voix...

you cannot hear me, you cannot hear my voice
my call remains answered
(you cannot hear my voice)

je ne sais plus où planter le glaive, pour faire couler ma sève
j'ai peur d'avoir perdu mes rêves....

I'm calling any loving soul
to resist in this prisoned world
to break the heavy invisible bound
to break the locks of our hearts

any side of you they may see
any face of you they may see
whatever
to resist is to be true
to yourself

If my call was heard
I wish you could hear
a little wisdom
in this falsified world
to resist is to be true

to break, to break the invisible bounds
to break, to break the locks of our heart

Entends mon appel

Resistance

Resistance - kaerian & Motion X

A breeze gently caressed my cheeks last night. I was a bit surprised that I still had room in my heart for enjoying changing season.
Although COVID-19 crisis in our country seems to get  out of its peak with minimal numbers of death toll, it left many scars in our lives. Damages came so fast but recovery will take  long time.
At least it's happy for us to be able to make music and share it.

The Last Shred Of Breeze

A Saturday in the rain... I have embarked on this project and I am sharing it with you for your pleasure. Take good care of your health.
Pier
#Ambient #Chillout #Deep-Ambient #Electro #Experimental #Minimal #Space

Saturday In The Rain

I learned this morning of the death of Ennio Morricone. I wanted to broadcast again this tribute to the master which had been inspired by mister Linir song: https://soundcloud.com/liniror/the-good-old-westerns-guitar-morricones-stylecomposed-by-linir-or The original from Linir was so good… Ennio —I know— should like it !!!! https://soundcloud.com/liniror
Sorry Linir, can’t be able to listen these days anything. 
Merci pour cette musique, Linir…
- - - 
Pour les insomniaques et fans du Maestro : https://www.francemusique.fr/emissions/retour-de-plage/ennio-morricone-hommage-au-grand-compositeur

The Good Old Ennio [Linir Revisited]

Poem written by ©Sussi Louise Smith from her forthcoming book 'Seashaken Light '
Music written, performed and produced by© Emmazen July  2020
Video : https://youtu.be/Rydqohb0ogU
All Rights Reserved

I CAN'T MAKE IT SNOW ~ A  Poem by Sussi Louise Smith/  Music and Production Emmazen

That Old Bridge

We  hope you are having a great Summer!  A lonely old man trying to deal with overwhelming loss.  A pretty sad song.😏
Hope you like it!

Lyrics;
The old bridge spans the gully
And still it's standing strong
But no one's been across it
In oh so very long

And this old house I'm living in
Is much more than a home
It shares the sweetest memories
My world's ever known

I see the mountains
On a moonlit night
Where ghosts of the past
Will take their flight

The stars shine in the heavens
As if to to let me know
That I'm not alone
In this old house below

And I know you are watching
From out there up high
You shine with stars
As I look to the sky

Sometimes it seems hard
To get up every day
I miss you in the morning
And the funny things you'd say

When the wind's blowing gently
I hear your name
Close my eyes and see your face
And so briefly feel no pain

Looking out the window
II'll watch the world go by
The seasons come and go
Tears still fill my eyes

And the old bridge spans the gully
And still it's standing strong
But no one's been across it
In oh so very long

That Old Bridge

For the People of Melbourne to  Express how much we feel for all of you.

Tears For Melbourne

The Fairytale of The White Rose

Give me a minute, if you will
Let me sing you a fairytale
It is nothing but maudlin applesauce
And I will use the minor scale

Look, that old man is dying
He clasps a key in his hand
Look, that old man is crying
As he leaves us for The silent land

That key, it opens a garden
His secret garden of love
He kept an immaculate garden
For the girl he was dreaming of

He saw her once, from a distance,
When he was only a child
Dark hair touzled by summer's wind
And a smile so bewitching and wild

Now the years have passed, the garden is gone
It is now a construction site
But at its farthest edge, forlorn but fresh
Grows a bush with roses white

Last years, it is told, a young girl was seen
She had dark unruly hair
In her little hand a secateur of gold
And she excised a rose from there

With inconcievable familiarity
She found his neglected grave
Lacrimose, she bestowed on him
The prettiest rose that garden gave

The Fairytale of The White Rose  [An original song]

“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” Antoine De Saint-Exupery

For Love of the Invisible ( Emmazen) .  I enjoy  creating original music using keyboard / Ableton . I sometimes use  (drum and other ) samples in my work . 
  All music written, performed and produced by For Love of the Invisible          ( Emmazen) ... Emmazen /For Love of the Invisible /and In the Attic Productions are all the same ...