YOUR EYES

Super Power

Emotion Disconnect

Monster

Power

Power (feat. Marc James & Daniel J. Manuputtij)

TIM BRINK AND THE RISING - 09 - Borrowed Time

Keep On Moving

Dormancy in Love" is a melancholic, dreamy ballad drenched in longing and poetic yearning. Blending elements of psychedelic pop and indie rock, this track captures the emotional weight of separation and the fragile hope of reunion. With its slow-burning tempo, hazy textures, and heartfelt vocals, Mighty One Man Band paints a vivid picture of solitude and desire, where love feels distant, yet powerfully alive in memory and imagination.

A soundtrack for sleepless nights and daydreamed embraces, "Dormancy in Love" is tender, haunting, and soulfully introspective.

Dormancy in Love

This track is about a person who is tired of all the lies and deceptions in life and seeking the truth from the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Let's rock!

Tell Me

Handle - (2006) 27.39 Years - Hypocrisexual [v2b1S01]

Don't Cry My Love

Lyrics:

You strut around like you’re heaven-sent,
But your throne’s built out of others’ sweat.
A cardboard crown on a crooked head,
Buying respect with borrowed bread.
You shout your worth like a battle cry,
But your echoes even roll their eyes.
You demand the world, yet you bring no swing,
Just empty hands for a beggar king.

All hail the beggar king,
Sits on a throne he didn’t bring.
Hands wide open, voice so loud,
Takes from the sweat of a working crowd.

You preach the grind, but you never bleed,
Living off favors like it’s your creed.
You bark your orders from borrowed thrones,
A monarch built out of other men’s bones.
Every promise you make is counterfeit,
Wrapped in pride but hollow as shit.
You talk like a titan, but you’ve got no swing,
A crumble of ego for a beggar king.

All hail the beggar king,
Sits on a throne he didn’t bring.
Hands wide open, voice so loud,
Takes from the sweat of a working crowd.

You want the crown? Then carry the weight.
Earn your breath, stop begging for fate.
You want respect? Then build your throne,
Not from the backs you’ve overthrown.
Your kingdom’s cardboard, your pride’s on lease,
A charity tyrant with delusions of peace.
Step off the stage, let the workers sing,
You’ve never bled like a rightful king.

I crawled through storms you’ve never seen,
Built my crown where the world’s been mean.
I forged my name in the dirt and grit,
While you rehearsed your throne-room script.
I rise by scars, you rise by talk,
You want the throne? Then learn to walk.
I stand on strength you’ll never bring,
A working man facing a beggar king.

All hail the beggar king,
Sits on a throne he didn’t bring.
Hands wide open, voice so loud,
Takes from the sweat of a working crowd.

All hail the beggar king,
Sits on a throne he didn’t bring.
Hands wide open, voice so loud,
Takes from the sweat of a working crowd.

Beggar King

Power (feat. Marc James & Daniel J. Manuputtij)

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