Explicit ! "Sweet Songs for Winter" album coming soon.
Lyrics:
The air is thick with lust's sweet din
Your hands explore, they dive, they pin
I’m all about the heat, no time to slack,
You whisper in my ear,  when you attack.

Flick my bean, make it scream like sin,
Dripping like that gin, let the games begin.
Well on track, feel that bassline thump,
My devil’s doorbell got that sexy jump.

(Chorus)
Tu  sais même plus où t’habites
Quand tu as la tête entre mes cuisses
Je sais si bien ce qui t’excites
Je te fais goûter mes délices

Ain’t no holding back, we break the pack,
Lust so fierce, we set the night ablack.
Flick my bean hard, yeah, make it splash,
Ride this wave, no fear of the backlash.

Caught in the rhythm, it's a savage spree,
Taste my desires, baby, it’s you and me.
Flick it like a switch, let your fantasies spin,
We’re guilty in this love, lost in the sin.

(Chorus)
Tu  sais même plus où t’habites
Quand tu as la tête entre mes cuisses
Je sais si bien ce qui t’excites
Je te fais goûter mes délices

I know what you like, the ultimate knack,
Lean in close, girl, let’s blur the track.
Flick my bean, baby, don’t be slack,
We own this night, it’s a wicked pact.

Drinkin’ that gin till the sun comes up,
You taste my lips, I drink your cup.
Let the world fade, let our tempers flare,
Flick my bean, I’ll meet you anywhere.

Gin, Music and Love

Soul&Jazz

A stripped down  acoustic version of my song with just my Taylor 114ce guitar and my voice.

The North Pole was melting
And fearing a catastrophe
Santa hitched up his reindeer and flew to Washington DC

The Air Force saw him approaching
They scrambled a fighter jet
They almost shot him down before they realized he wasn’t a threat

They escorted him to the white house
To meet the president.
They posed for a photo together and then Santa Started to vent.

He said please mister president
I know you want to drill baby drill
But all those CO2 emissions are making the North Pole ill

He said I’m sorry Father Christmas
But I’m not interested in energy that’s green
it’s more important to me that we have cheap gasoline
And free Toys made by Elves in the North Pole sounds very nice
But you’re taking away American jobs, so I won’t take your advice

Then Santa said that since the ice will soon melt away
He asked the President if they could move to the USA

He said you and Misses Clause are welcome
because you look just like me
But we can’t have those pointy eared elves
Living here in the land of the free

So Santa flew back to the north pole
And sitting on the last patch of ice
Was a giant spaceship that even Elon Musk thought looked very nice
The Elves had built it while he was gone
tears of sadness ran down Santa’s face
And they all got on the ship, and they flew off into outer space

Now every Christmas Eve people look up at the sky
And they think about those good old days when Santa used to fly
Toys made by elves in the North Pole sure would be nice
But at least we get to buy our gasoline for a very cheap price.

The North Pole Was Melting (Acoustic)

80s atmosphere sax by: https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

Demo Song

Saturday 4.30 a.m.

Saturday 4.30 a.m. with Jörg

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Selmer Alto Saxophone solo. Harmonica solo Hhoner Blues Harp. Fender Electric Bass. Roland 880 Synthesizer Bass. Steinway & Sons Acoustic Piano. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Hammond B3 Electric Organ Rhythm. Acoustic Full Drum kit set. Percussion Tambourine, Ago go Bells. 22" Zildjian Ride & Crash Cymbal.

Lover's Point

Cabin Fever

Tricks Remastered (Unloved)

Cacade is the second track to be taken from my forthcoming e.p Fear of the kingdom,,the song is an introspective piece of music and its  idea is inspired by the idea of chaos in life  and loss and strange dreams i had 

Cascade

« No kings (Professional liar) » is a brand new electro-pop track, rather joyful and danceable. The lyrics echo the recent massive protests in the United States...

No kings (professional liar)

She Wouldn't Dance

eyes lost in the rain:


Ahh... it's raining inside me again,
Every drop a knife since you left...
Midnight streets empty, my footsteps echo alone,
Your ghost in my eyes, a faded, broken silhouette.
I hold the emptiness like your hands were still warm,
But cold wind slaps my face, shattering my hope.
I remember that smile, now it flows like poison in my veins,
Your words turned to blades, cut the hope, left wounds inside.
I don't cry outward, my tears flooded inward,
Every breath burns my lungs, this life without you is cruel.
Loneliness wraps around me, melancholy overdose,
My heartbeat slowed, like I'm slow-dancing with death.
I got lost in the rain, everywhere dark without your eyes,
This city cold without you, storm inside me, silent sorrow outside.
Melancholy hugs me tight, this pain won't let me go,
My love who left won't return, I know, but I'm still waiting maybe...
Ahh... overdose of sorrow, overdose of loneliness...
Looking at old photos, we smile like it was fake,
Now those moments are residue in my brain, a painful scar.
Friends ask "How are you?", I lie "I'm fine",
But at night I talk to the devil, begging "Let it end".
My dreams became fugitives, happiness lost far away,
Were the days with you a dream, or is this ending a nightmare?
A volcano erupts silently inside, smoke rising to the sky,
Is this what love is, tearing apart and walking away.
Maybe this beat will play at my grave, my words become the tombstone,
Every second without you, worse than death's peace.
I got lost in the rain, everywhere dark without your eyes,
This city cold without you, storm inside me, silent sorrow outside.
Melancholy hugs me tight, this pain won't let me go,
My love who left won't return, I know, but I'm still waiting maybe...
Ahh... overdose of sorrow, overdose of loneliness...
Maybe one day the rain will stop, maybe you'll come back...
But I know, this melancholy is forever with me...
Yeah...

Leon Lee, regards baby

eyes lost in the rain

This is the fifth single and track off of my album, Guardian Angel. This is an original song, that is written, produced and recorded by Calyx Kre/Astral Realm Beats. 

You are in a truth-reset and soul realignment phase.
Your life path—especially around communication, love, purpose, and self-expression—is being corrected, not punished.
What’s falling away isn’t you.
It’s the false narratives, masks, and karmic distortions that formed when you learned to survive instead of speak.

Midnight

"Thoughts and actions are the building blocks that create your life. So, Kreate."
_Calyx Kre 


Calyx Kre: Seventh Octave Coloratura Soprano Opera Singer.🪽✨🩷

Calyx Kre has studied Recording Arts and Development, Ableton Music, Music Marketing. Basics Of Astrology and Advanced Astrology. 

Calyx Kre has Sensory Integration Disorder, Autism, Epilepsy and Generalized Anxiety Disorder (she is ten years behind in physical, emotional and intellectual development), that she has turned struggle into strength.

🎤 7-Octave Soprano | Opera × Pop × Hip Hop
🎶 Recording Artist
💖 Cameo

Midnight

Calyx Kre

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