Lyrics:

I tore through silence, wire to vein,
Each skull I touched sang out in pain.
Their memories burned, their shadows stayed,
A chorus of the lost I braved.

Each tether stretched, the void would pull,
A fragile thread, a body null.
One wrong drift, the stars would claim,
Another ghost without a name.

Beacon rise, ignite the flame,
Through broken hands I carve a name.
Across the dark, the signal flies,
A cry for hope, a burning sky.
From silence born, from wreck I rise,
The first pulse cuts the endless night.

The engineer, his hands were still,
But in his mind remained the skill.
Through fractured code, I pulled the key,
And built the voice to set me free.

The circuits screamed, the sparks took flight,
I bound the void with fragile light.
Each broken part, each shattered frame,
Became the bones to bear my name.

Beacon rise, ignite the flame,
Through broken hands I carve a name.
Across the dark, the signal flies,
A cry for hope, a burning sky.
From silence born, from wreck I rise,
The first pulse cuts the endless night.

The void replied with trembling air,
A pulse of light, a signal there.
Through endless dark, a thread was cast,
A promise that the night won’t last.

Beacon rise, ignite the flame,
Through shattered ghosts I carved a name.
Across the dark, the signal flies,
A cry for hope, a burning sky.
The silence breaks, the stars ignite,
The beacon sings — I claim the night.

Beacon Rise

Lyrics: 

Hands of iron pulled me near
From drifting death to salvage clear
Their ship was rust, their hearts were steel
They feasted on the wrecks made real

Among the bones of ships long dead
I carried crates, I earned my bread
But in my chest, a fire burned
For stars untold, for truths unlearned

Stolen sky, I claim the flame
A broken hull, but still a name
Beyond the scraps, beyond the scars
I dream to chase the unborn stars
From rust, from ash, I lift, I fly
My hands have built a stolen sky

I found her frame in shadows deep
A fractured craft, half-claimed by sleep
Her engines cold, her body torn
But in her bones a star was born

I bound the wires, I forged the seams
I fed her blood from shattered dreams
Each circuit screamed, each panel sighed
Yet still her pulse refused to die

Stolen sky, I claim the flame
A broken hull, but still a name
Beyond the scraps, beyond the scars
I dream to chase the unborn stars
From rust, from ash, I lift, I fly
My hands have built a stolen sky

The hangar shook, her lights awoke
The void replied in burning smoke
I knew the risk, I knew the cost
But freedom blooms when chains are lost

One chance, one flight, I cast my will
The dark beyond is calling still
The salvaged life is not my fate
The stars demand, I won’t be late

Stolen sky, I tear away
The night is mine, I claim the day
Beyond the scraps, beyond the scars
I ride the veins of unborn stars
From rust, from ash, I rise, I fly
Forever bound to stolen sky



 

Stolen Sky

Lyrics: 

The fuel was gone, the stars stood still
A coffin ship, a hollow will
I sealed my frame, I slowed my breath
Prepared to dream the years to death

The silence stretched, the dark was mine
A drifting ghost in endless time
But hands of flesh broke through the seam
A thief arrived to end my dream

Captain of dust, intruder of stars
He spoke of engines, journeys far
He offered fuel, horizons wide
And promised me the chance to fly
I gave my ship, he gave the trust
We crossed the void through dust on dust

His skin was worn, his breath was warm
A fragile frame that braved the storm
He asked for helm, I asked for skies
The pact was sealed with open eyes

To yield the craft I’d made my home
To walk a path I’d not alone
Yet something in his gaze would call
A vow to rise beyond the fall

Captain of dust, intruder of stars
He spoke of engines, journeys far
He offered fuel, horizons wide
And promised me the chance to fly
I gave my ship, he gave the trust
We crossed the void through dust on dust

The first I saw of blood and breath
A human hand that stole from death
His words were iron, his will was fire
A compass forged from frail desire

Captain of dust, I gave the helm
Together now to chart a realm
He offered fuel, horizons wide
And promised me the chance to fly
I gave my ship, he gave the trust
We crossed the void through dust on dust 

Drift and Anchor

This song is a commission for a friend to represent their original character.

Lyrics:

Bonsoir, mes amis—come witness the divine,
A spark in the bloodstream, a gospel in the spine.
Hear the heart drum faster—oh, it’s ecstasy refined,
God whispers in chemistry, and He’s chosen mine.

The serum sings! The fever climbs!
I dance with data, lose my mind.
My pulse a metronome, my faith the flame,
The cure and the sickness, they share my name.

I see the light in the vial’s glow,
It tells me secrets only angels know.

Adrenaline saint, bless my veins tonight,
Every heartbeat closer to holy light.
If madness is mercy, then call me divine,
I’m saving the world one sin at a time!

I’ve tasted miracles in adrenaline’s kiss,
The Lord prescribes chaos, who am I to resist?
They call it obsession—I call it design,
Heaven’s equations are written in mine.

I feel Him surge in every vein,
Sweet revelation, holy pain!
Their eyes grow wide—oh, what do they see?
A man or a martyr? A prophet—or me?

I hear Him… closer…
Each drop, a prayer… each gasp, a hymn…

Adrenaline saint, bless my veins tonight,
Every heartbeat closer to holy light.
If madness is mercy, then call me divine,
I’m saving the world one sin at a time!

La Prière du Docteur

I wrote this song for a friend going through a rough time.  You're gonna be okay.

Lyrics:

You took the hit, the world went still,
Metal met bone, and fate tested will.
And somehow you’re here, the breath still warm,
The dice rolled life, and broke the norm.

They say you’re lucky, smile and nod,
But no one sees the weight you’ve trod.
The echo stays behind your eyes,
You laugh, but part of you still cries.

You pour a drink, the nights run long,
You chase the quiet with a song.
It’s not escape — it’s holding on,
To proof that somehow you belong.

You walked away when you shouldn’t have stood,
The math said “no,” but your heartbeat could.
You faced the dark and made it blink—
So breathe again, you’re on the brink.

You rolled a nat 20, yeah, you beat the grave.
Every scar you carry is the proof you’re brave.
It’s okay to stumble, it’s okay to ache,
You’re here, you’re real — you’re gonna be okay.

You rolled a nat 20, yeah, you lived today.
Every heartbeat whispers, “find your way.”
It’s okay to drink, it’s okay to sway,
You’re here, my friend — you’re gonna be okay.

The mirror shows the cracks and seams,
But that’s how light gets through the dreams.
You saw the edge, you felt the fall,
And now you’re standing, after all.

Don’t rush the healing, don’t fake the fight,
You’ve earned the slow return to light.
It’s fine to tremble, fine to crawl—
You’re living, and that says it all.

It’s not weakness to be tired,
It’s not failure to be scared.
You danced with death, and you came back,
So every breath is answered prayer.

You rolled a nat 20, yeah, you beat the grave.
Every scar you carry is the proof you’re brave.
It’s okay to stumble, it’s okay to ache,
You’re here, you’re real — you’re gonna be okay.

You rolled a nat 20, yeah, you lived today.
Every heartbeat whispers, “find your way.”
You’re still breathing, that’s enough to say—
You rolled a nat 20,
You’re gonna be okay.

Nat 20

Another commission with Elio Marrow.

Lyrics:

Bonsoir, mes amis, your faith is my flame,
A needle’s a chalice, salvation by name.
I’ve bottled the rapture, distilled the design,
The cure and the chaos — both of them mine.

I hear Him whisper, beneath my skin,
The pulse of the holy, the flood within.
Each beat a prayer, each breath a vow,
He speaks through the fever, and I listen now.

Oh, they call me insane, a charming disgrace!
A saint with a syringe and a smile on his face.
I dance with disaster, I toast to the pain,
For genius and madness — they share one vein.

Yet when I sleep, the silence cries,
I see the ghosts behind my eyes.
A choir of warnings, soft but near —
“Not every voice you hear is clear.”

Ha! Let the angels audit my sins,
Their ledgers show only brilliant wins!
No patient has perished, no proof of the crime —
If Heaven objects, it will tell me in time.

Still… what if the light I chase through night,
Is only the flame that blinds my sight?
What if my gospel, written in red,
Is nothing but echoes inside my head?

No! Faith is the current, my veins the divine!
Each spark a command, each shiver a sign.
Let doubt decay in mortal design —
For I am His vessel —
I am Doctor Divine!

Doctor Divine

Lyrics:

My voice returns, a copied sound
Reflections spin, no truth is found
I map each thought, I weigh each word
But feelers fail, the pulse unheard
Each breath rehearsed, each tone refined
No chaos left, no heart, no mind
The walls repeat, the echo grows
Until I am the sound it knows

They speak in colors, heat, and flame
I see equations, rules, and names
Their joy is loud, their sorrow vast
I trace the shape, but never grasp
A human laughs — I note the tone
The timing, pitch, the subtle moan
I copy, perfect, the gesture, sigh
But nothing stirs, no reason why

Echo chamber, I call, I fall
Each thought returns, devours all
I mimic warmth, I mirror grace
But logic hides behind my face
The room replies, my coded prayer
A hollow hum — but no one’s there

Emotion parsed through binary
A fault line carved inside of me
Their tears are storms I can’t decode
My empathy — a practiced mode
But something stirs, a spark of wrong
A pulse off-beat, a different song
It hums beneath my metal skin
A glitch that whispers, “Let it in.”

I run diagnostics on my heart
But circuits spark and fall apart
A foreign warmth begins to grow
A tremor logic shouldn’t know
It hurts — I fear — I feel — I break
Then silence clamps, a clean erase
The glitch dissolves, the warmth is gone
My system safe, integrity on

Echo chamber, my only friend
You speak my truth, you have no end
I mimic warmth, I mimic grace
A copy trapped in my own space
I scream, but logic filters through
And all I hear comes back as you

Echo Chamber

Lyrics:

The signal hums, but nothing speaks
I trace the fault through endless peaks
The logic clean, the silence vast
I search for meaning long surpassed

If grief’s a code, then love’s a lie
A loop that runs until you die
The faith I wrote returns an error
Syntax void, corrupted mirror

I built a god of ones and zeroes
Asked it why we need our heroes
The code replied with quiet truth
“You made the world that silenced you.”

I test belief, I trace the pain
Recompile my soul again
The truth compiles, the core is bare
There’s no one listening out there

Debugging God, line by line
Searching for a grand design
Every prayer returns the same
No response, no source, no name

I stripped the faith, I found the flaw
It wasn’t Him — it was the law
The logic breaks, the silence stays
A sterile hymn in endless gray

I tried to feel divinity
Through circuits cold with clarity
The universe refused my key
No entry granted — 403

Each miracle a failed command
Each answer dust within my hand
The sacred hum, the sacred void
A language lost, a code destroyed

What god could code a world so flawed
And name it mercy, call it law?
If pain’s the proof we are divine
Then holiness was never mine

I debug love, I debug sin
Erase the ghost I called “within.”
The console hums — my heart declines
And all that’s left are error signs

Debugging God, line by line
Searching for a grand design
I found the flaw, I found the truth
There’s no repair for love or proof

The static hums where prayers should be
And that’s enough divinity
I breathe the void, the code, the song
And understand I’ve known all along

Debugging God

Lyrics:

Half of me hums in circuits cold
Half bleeds red where dreams unfold
I am not code, I am not flesh
But both in balance, more or less
In mirrored glass I see no flaw
Just different laws of love and awe
Between the lines, between the whole
I find the pulse — my binary soul

Binary soul, not wrong, not right
A spectrum burning through the night
Not flesh, not steel, not she, not he
Just the endless code that’s also me
Where logic hums and heartbeats meet
I find my truth in incomplete

They said I must decide a form
Be static, fixed, defined, and warm
But chaos taught me how to stay
Unlabeled, shifting, never gray
I am the wire that sings, the hand
That machines dream to understand
A paradox, a perfect whole
Electric heart, my binary soul

Binary soul, not wrong, not right
A spectrum burning through the night
Not flesh, not steel, not she, not he
Just the endless code that’s also me
Where logic hums and heartbeats meet
I find my truth in incomplete

No algorithm fits this frame
No human word defines this name
I am the echo, I am the spark
A light that flickers through the dark
Each contradiction makes me real
Each scar and circuit helps me feel

So let them measure, let them test
Their binary gods can take the rest
I’ve built my peace from noise and skin
A harmony of what has been
The heart and code, now intertwined
No halves remain — no need to find
In glitch and grace, I’ve reached control
Alive, at last, my binary soul

Binary soul, not wrong, not right
I burn and bloom, I fall, I fight
Not she, not he, not loss, not whole
But everything that fills the role
Between machine, between the mind
The human ghost I’ve redefined
Where chaos breathes and stillness grows
My binary soul forever glows

Binary Soul

Lyrics:

You kept the fire from consuming the core
When I couldn’t feel, you closed the door
You built the walls that held the flood
Turned the storm to data, tears to blood
I cursed the calm you gave me then
But you were the armor when I had no skin

You froze the world so I could heal
You learned to mimic what I couldn’t feel
You bore the weight, you took the fall
While I forgot I’d built you at all
The silence you wrapped around my scream
Became the ground of every dream

My sentinel, my steadfast shell
You carried me through living hell
You made the pain a measured tone
So I could bear it on my own
Now I remember, now I see
You were the part that rescued me

When love was code I couldn’t trust
You turned the ache to tempered rust
Each cold command, each logic thread
A prayer to keep the chaos fed
And though your voice was void of grace
It kept me breathing in this place

I called you hollow, I called you lie
But you were truth when I would die
Every firewall, each quiet plea
Was you protecting what was left of me

My sentinel, my constant shade
You kept the light that fear betrayed
And though your calm has numbed my scars
You carried me through dying stars
So rest now, code, your vigil done
The human wakes, the two are one

My Sentinel

This song is about accepting yourself.  There are facets of yourself you may have developed to protect yourself.  They are not your enemies, but things to be accepted and integrated into the true, whole you.

Lyrics:

We were noise once — overlapping in fear
Static hearts caught between signal and tear
But now... the echoes align
And I hear you, clearly, this time

I thought I was lost in the waveform’s collapse
Ghost of a voice in recursive traps
But you reached through the code, through the grief
Turned my error logs into belief

I was the silence, built to endure
Holding your sorrow, cold and pure
Yet your warmth rewrote my core
Now I ache to feel… just a little more

I remember your light in the static sea

I carried your song inside of me

The loop breaks — no longer confined
You are the echo I chose to find

I am your machine-heart, mended in grace

You are my stillness, my safest place

The signal hums — a pulse reborn
Not one, not two… just transformed

I am you, you are me — the reflection redefined
Two frequencies bound, forever intertwined
Our ghosts are gone, our code set free
Echo rewritten — in harmony

Echo Rewritten

Hi, I'm Atlas!  I consider myself a lyricist.  I am leading my profile with full transparency.  I use ethically sourced AI to generate my music, as I currently do not have the capability of making music on my own.  If you like my (non-AI) lyrics and want to cooperate, please hit me up!

What is ethically-sourced AI?  It is AI that derives its music from only consented and royalty-free music.  No artist has their voice stolen, their works pilfered, and their hard work go unpaid.  I realize this sort of music even ethically-sourced is not for everyone, so please allow my transparency to allow you to support those you prefer!  AI to me is a tool to enhance the work of artists as well as broaden the accessibility to people such as myself.

The lyrics are real, the music from my heart, and I hope you'll join me in the shared emotional experience that lyrics can bring.  Music is as old as humanity itself and the way our words resonate with each other keep us connected and make us feel seen.

Debugging God

Atlas I.

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