This was one of the hardest hitting songs I’ve heard in a while. My oldest brother passed away at 23 as well, and this song has me shedding tears, but in a good way. Absolutely incredible work! 🔥❤️‍🔥🤧🙏🏻

An emotionally delivered piece, very moving...

Beautiful melodies, great flute, perfect orchestration

Re-Extended 11

Androids Dreams

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EP: "Strength In You" - Beyond & Before Music feat. Ulla F.

Discover "Strength In You," a new EP by Beyond & Before Music celebrating the unbreakable power of the human spirit! Inspired by the overarching themes of the novel "Hinter uns das Land" / "Behind Us The Land" but with a universal message, this collection features four songs that tell stories of resilience, hope, and growing through adversity.

With the track "Scars Made Me Stronger" at its core, the EP explores, in catchy Indie Pop and Pop styles, how we can learn from setbacks and find inner strength. The music is light, hopeful, and invites you to sing along, carried by clear melodies and positive vibes, symbolically represented by the spirit of "Ulla F."

These songs are meant to encourage and remind us that even after dark times, light always awaits, and that life's scars ultimately make us stronger.

Scars Made Me Stronger

Produced, mixed and mastered by: Simon Norup Hald Nielsen

Simon Norup Hald Nielsen: Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Keys, Background vocals & Lead Vocals.
René Jensen: Bass Guitar.
Alfred Malik: Drums.
Written and composed by: Simon Norup Hald Nielsen
Lyrics by: Simon Norup Hald Nielsen
Written in 2025

Single cover photo taken by: Julie Baarup aka Baarup Photography
Single cover editing by: Simon Norup Hald Nielsen

Lyrics:

I can’t talk to you
Cause you won’t let me do
I can’t feel the pain
Trapped in my own way
Make em worship 
Make em sick of it
Words loud and clear
Make em disappear 
Come on tell the truth 
I'm pointing the gun at you 
Make em worship 
Make em beg for it
Make em suffer
So you can go undercover 

I been counting the days 
Since you got away
It’s a mild migraine 
And I can’t stay
Let me fly away
The headache

Make em worship 
Make em pay
Make em worship 
Make em pay
Make em worship 
Make em pay
Make em worship 
Make em pay

I been counting the days 
Since you got away
It’s a mild migraine 
And I can’t stay
Let me fly away
The headache

I been counting the days 
Since you got away
It’s a mild migraine 
And I can’t stay
Let me fly away
The headache

MILD MIGRAINE

underground

Just run away

A sonic thesis, in divine distortion, dissolving the line, between inner chaos, and awakened clarity.

Melody

MELODY

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🔥🍬 CANDY HEAT ALERT! 🍬🔥

Mein neues Set von der Candy After Party im LEGAL vom 14.06.2025 ist draußen – und glaubt mir, der Laden war heißer als ein Avocado-Toast auf'm Vulkan! 🥵🥑

Danke an die Escon Crew für das tolle Open Air und die große Mühe immer wieder besondere Locations zu finden, damit die Bounce-Kultur in der Stadt bleibt. 
Vielen Dank auch ans LEGAL für die Schweißperlen-Location mit Stil! 💦💃

Von Bouncy über Hot & Sexy – das Set ist ein süß-scharfer Ritt durch glitzernde Basslines und schmelzende Grooves. 🍭🪩

Und natürlich: Big Love an Avocado – es war pure Magie, den Hexenkessel an dich zu übergeben! 💚🔥


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After the conferences come the holidays.

Academics always look forward to the holidays.
They mark their calendars.
They count the days.

Finally—a chance to get some real work done.

No students.
No admin.
Just pure, blissful research.

It never works out that way.

Families expect visits.
Or worse:
relaxation.

Visiting home is its own kind of reckoning—
a reminder of how far you’ve moved
from where you started.

During her visit, Kate’s mother asks, right on schedule:
“So when do you finish school, dear?”

Kate tries:
“Mum, I’m an associate professor.”

“So... you’re a teacher then?”

“Sometimes. Mostly research.”

“Oh. Research for your thesis?”

Kate gives up somewhere around the second glass of wine.

The first band meeting after the holidays
is for licking wounds.
Ava doesn’t say much.
But when pressed, offers:
“Back home, people don’t understand
what I’m doing with my life.”

None of it is cruel.
Just distant.

Just a little lonely.

Somewhere in all the clinking cutlery
and misunderstood answers,
they each feel it—

That quiet, untouchable thing.

This is Test 7.

The reason they left.
The reason they stayed away.
The reason they can never quite go back.

Song: Smalltown Homecoming

These old streets feel small and tight
Sky's the same but something's light
Houses lean, a little worn
Under roofs that shield from scorn

Faces weathered, shadows deep
Living lives in quiet sleep
They're content with what they know
Never tried, just let it go

Homecoming, where time stands still
Every dream's a little hill
You and I, we felt the strain
So I left without a name

Main street's got the same old signs
Shops that close before it's nine
Same old park where children play
Games that never changed a day

People talk, but words are slow
Building lives on what they know
No need to dream, no need to roam
When these small-town lines are home

Homecoming, where time stands still
Every dream's a little hill
You and I, we felt the strain
So I left without a name

There's the house where Mom and Dad still reside
Toto's gone, but his love never died
There's the tree where love first bloomed
The same tree where my heart broke too

There's the barn where bullies would chase
Hid from their taunts, never felt safe
There's the bus stop where I once stood
With my suitcase, leaving for good

Homecoming, where time stands still
Every dream's a little hill
You and I, we felt the strain
So I left without a name

It's good to see, it's good to know
That there's nothing here to show
I'll leave again for the world so wide
Where I matter, where I found my pride

Test 7: Why Did You Leave? (Smalltown Homecoming)

"Maybe Hell's Not Fire" (Unplugged Ballad) - performed by Adelheide's Wisdom

A new, soulful interpretation from the "Hinter uns das Land" universe: Adelheide's Wisdom, the conceptual band from Beyond & Before Music, presents "Maybe Hell's Not Fire" as an intimate unplugged ballad. This version strips the song down to its emotional core, telling a universal story of memory, loss, and the quiet hope that shimmers in the dark.

Carried by a memorable, fingerpicked acoustic guitar and a wistful harmonica, the poetic lyrics unfold with a special intensity. The drums are used only subtly, leaving space for the vocals and the melancholic melody to breathe.

This is a song designed to give you goosebumps, taking you on a search for the lost "fireflies" of life.

Music & Concept: Beyond & Before Music
Inspired by the themes of the novel: "Hinter uns das Land" / "Behind Us The Land"

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"Maybe Hell's Not Fire" (Unplugged Ballad) - performed by Adelheide's Wisdom

Eine neue, gefühlvolle Interpretation aus dem "Hinter uns das Land"-Universum: Adelheide's Wisdom, die konzeptuelle Band von Beyond & Before Music, präsentiert "Maybe Hell's Not Fire" als intime Unplugged-Ballade. Diese Version reduziert den Song auf seinen emotionalen Kern und erzählt eine universelle Geschichte von Erinnerung, Verlust und der leisen Hoffnung, die in der Dunkelheit schimmert.

Getragen von einer einprägsamen, fingergezupften Akustikgitarre und einer sehnsüchtigen Mundharmonika, entfaltet sich der poetische Text mit einer besonderen Intensität. Das Schlagzeug wird nur sehr dezent eingesetzt und lässt Raum für die Stimme und die melancholische Melodie.

Ein Song, der unter die Haut geht und auf die Suche nach den verlorenen "Glühwürmchen" des Lebens mitnimmt – ein garantierter Gänsehauteffekt.

Musik & Konzept: Beyond & Before Music
Inspiriert von den Themen des Romans: "Hinter uns das Land"

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lyrics:

Your voice still hums in the upstairs room –
A dusty Metallica tape on play...
The ribbon bled through every tune...
Now the silence screams...
Your name.

I count the cracks in every wall,
Where our heights in blood were scrawled...
The house forgets...
But the shadows...
Still crawl.

I'm forging the sparks...
To burn their lies to flame!
What the storm stole in whispers...
I scream...
In chains!

And though the road still reeks of pain...
I'll walk it...
Anyway!

The oak tree swings with a noose so tight,
Its roots are snakes in the cellar light...
They told me "cut it down"...
I whispered "try"...
Now the axe rusts...
Underground.

"Maybe hell's not fire...
Just a room where ghosts
Rewrite your story...
In charcoal...
And smoke..."

I'm forging the sparks...
To light your face anew!
What the wind couldn't carry...
The dead...
Remember you!

And when the sirens sing my name...
I'll laugh...
And fade...
Away.

Maybe Hell's Not Fire

BLACKLIGHT

Attitude

ATTITUDE

For Daniel - We miss you.

Immerse yourself in the evocative world of "These Scars Don't Bleed," a cinematic prog-metal ballad that weaves traditional Irish and Scottish melodies into a tapestry of deep emotion and haunting beauty. This track explores themes of inner turmoil and resilience, capturing the essence of scars that linger beneath the surface. With soulful flute melodies, powerful vocals, and a rich orchestral backdrop, this song takes you on a journey through melancholy and strength. Perfect for those who appreciate a blend of deep lyrical themes and powerful musical expression.

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Tauche ein in die eindringliche Welt von "These Scars Don't Bleed", einer filmischen Prog-Metal-Ballade, die traditionelle irische und schottische Melodien zu einem Teppich tiefer Emotionen und bezaubernder Schönheit verwebt. Dieser Track erkundet Themen innerer Unruhen und Widerstandsfähigkeit und fängt das Wesen von Narben ein, die unter der Oberfläche verweilen. Mit seelenvollen Flötenmelodien, kraftvollen Vocals und einem reichen orchestralen Hintergrund nimmt dich dieses Lied mit auf eine Reise durch Melancholie und Stärke. Perfekt für alle, die eine Mischung aus tiefgründigen Texten und kraftvollem musikalischem Ausdruck schätzen.

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lyrics:

Intro:
Hush now, don’t you cry...
The monsters love...
When you try...

Verse 1:
I polish the silver to hide the cracks,
While the china dolls stare from the shelf.
Their porcelain smiles never warned me –
That sanity hangs...
By a thread...
Of its own.

Pre-Chorus:
The wallpaper peels...
In the shape of your laugh –
And the clocks all run...
Backwards.

Chorus:
THESE SCARS DON’T BLEED –
They breathe through the night!
Every "I’m fine" just feeds the lie –
While the cracks...
Multiply.

Verse 2:
The mailman brings bills, never ghosts –
But the hallway still echoes...
Your last...
Goodbye.

Bridge:
We’re all just ghosts...
Feeding ghosts...
In a house...
Built on silence...

Final Chorus:
THESE SCARS DON’T HEAL –
They sing in the dark!
Every "I’ve moved on" just draws the map...
Of where the knives...
Still are.

These Scars Don't Bleed

Cheeks

Hold On

Dive into the haunting depths of "The Key to Nowhere" — a symphonic metal-rock ballad where raw guitar grit clashes with ghostly folk whispers.

What if the heaviest thing you carry fits no lock? A song about relics we cling to — letters, lies, lost homes — and the courage to let rust set us free.

What if the key you cherish opens only graves? A hymn to the boxes inside us – where faded keys, unspoken words, and loves that "wouldn’t matter" wait.  

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Tauche ein in die gespenstischen Tiefen von "The Key to Nowhere" – eine symphonische Metal-Rock-Ballade, in der roher Gitarren-Grit auf geisterhafte Folk-Flüstern trifft.

Was, wenn das Schwerste, das du trägst, in kein Schloss passt? Ein Song über Relikte, an die wir klammern – Briefe, Lügen, verlorene Heimat – und den Mut, Rost uns befreien zu lassen.

Was, wenn der Schlüssel, den du liebst, nur Gräber öffnet? Eine Hymne an die Kisten in uns – wo verblasste Schlüssel, ungesagte Worte und Lieben, die "nichts bedeuteten", warten.  

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CREDITS:  
• Adelheide Vogt: Lead Vocals (Contralto), Lyrics  
• André Moreau: Lead Vocals (Baritone), 7-String Guitars  
• Elfie Ragnarsdóttir: Finnish Kantele, Guitar Backing Vocals  
• Rosemarie Kowalski: Guitar, Oboe, Field Recordings  
• Ian McCullough: Drums, Percussion, SFX Design  
• Bruno Moretti: Bass Guitar, Orchestral Arrangements

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lyrics:

This key to nowhere....
it opens every grave...

I sit in front of a box of keys,
Collected from me through all the years.
Some I don’t know how to use,
Some open doors...
But in the middle of the box,
There is a faded key...

This key was forged in a fire long cold,
Its teeth bite deep but fit no hole.
I wear its weight like a crown of rust –
A kingdom of dust...
A kingdom of dust...

The locksmith laughed when I begged for a map,
Said ‘Some doors, child, are meant to stay snapped.’
But I carved my own...
With a thief’s trembling hands...
Now the frame won’t hold...
And the hinges demand...

The messenger brings no answers now,
Just echoes of winds...
And the whispers of vows...
That once swore...
To never...
Let go...

THIS KEY TO NOWHERE –
IT OPENS EVERY GRAVE!
Every chain I kiss for luck...
Just drags the lock...
Through the muck...
Of the past I couldn’t shatter...
The love that wouldn’t...
Matter...

The halls are lined with the words I’ve left unsaid,
Each one a ghost that haunts my head.
I trace their shapes in the gathering dark,
But the light won’t spark...
The light won’t spark...

THIS KEY TO NOWHERE –
IT OPENS EVERY GRAVE!
Every chain I kiss for luck...
Just drags the lock...
Through the muck...
Of the past I couldn’t shatter...
The love that wouldn’t...
Matter...

I built a shrine where the key won’t turn,
Filled it with ghosts and watched them burn.
The ashes spelled...
‘You’re already free.’
But freedom’s just...
Another...
Prison...
For me...

I sit in front of a box of keys,
Collected from me through all the years.
Some I don’t know how to use,
Some open doors...
But in the middle of the box,
There is a faded key...

This Key To Nowhere

Fadr Remix Made using AI on https://fadr.com.

A tender, reflective pop ballad with gentle acoustic textures and a slow, melodic flow. Pause the rush. Breathe. Know when to slow down.

Know When to Slow Down

Beyond & Before Music presents: Music from the World of "Hinter uns das Land" / "Behind Us The Land" and some other tracks.

Welcome to our SoundCloud profile! Here you'll find a unique collection of songs inspired by the novel "Hinter uns das Land" / "Behind Us The Land" by Frank Talmon l'Armée. This epic story follows the Feyerabend family through the tumultuous years of World War II and its aftermath in East Prussia.

Immerse yourself in a musical journey through time, from the 1930s to the present day. The music reflects the diverse experiences of the characters, capturing the emotions, atmospheres, and locations of the book. Experience a wide range of genres, from post-rock and industrial to folk, pop, and rock, with touches of chanson, musical elements, and even club sounds. Each song is a unique interpretation of a scene or theme from the novel, creating a rich and evocative soundscape.

We, Beyond & Before Music, bring a deep understanding of music and its impact, drawing on a background as a former DJ and organizer of rock concerts. To bring this ambitious project to life, we embraced modern technologies, including AI-assisted music generation, and refined the results with professional audio software. The lyrics, inspired by the content and moods of the novel, were developed and adapted by Frank Talmon l'Armée.

While we utilize AI as a creative tool, our focus remains on the emotional core of the story and the power of music to connect with listeners. We believe in transparency and want to acknowledge the role of AI in this project.

Explore the musical soul of "Hinter uns das Land" / "Behind Us The Land" and accompany the Feyerabend family on their journey through hardship, hope, and resilience.

© 2024 Beyond and Before Music

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