Ramsey - Goodbye

Poets of the Fall -Sleep

I Will Die For You

My Demons...

My demons...

A ghost story you can dance to — Glass Heart Graveyard is logical_miracle at her most cinematic. Whispered verses drift over finger-picked guitar and heartbeat bass before exploding into an orchestral electropop chorus. It’s the sound of digging through the ruins of a love that refuses to stay buried. Fans of Billie Eilish and Florence + The Machine will feel its gothic pull, while trap beats and shimmering synths keep it firmly in the now.

Glass Heart Graveyard

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Maschinenherz II - Der letzte Mensch

She wasn’t born with a name that sang
But the forest knew her before she came
A child with hands too small to hold
But the strings bent down and made her bold…
[Verse 1: Fingerpicked guitar, slow phrasing, long rhymes]
She found it in a pawnshop case
Dust on the frets, no saving grace
A body bruised, a neck gone dry
But still it hummed when she walked by
She touched it once, it didn’t flinch
The grain was cracked, the bridge a pinch
But something whispered through the stain
A voice that knew her kind of pain
(But something whispered through the stain
A voice that knew her kind of pain)
She took it home, no lessons taught
Just fingers bleeding what she thought
She didn’t strum, she didn’t plead
She let it teach her what she’d need
The chords came slow, the notes came wrong
But still it held her all night long
And in that Mahogany, she found her name
Not carved in fame, but born in flame..a fire that today let's us all know her name( all know her name ...all know her name)
[Verse 2: , bass groove, odd rhyming cadence]
She played for ghosts, for kitchen chairs
For empty rooms and midnight stares
She sang to walls that wouldn’t bend
To lovers who forgot the end
She wrote in ink that wouldn’t dry
She prayed in keys that made her cry
(She wrote in ink that wouldn’t dry
She prayed in keys that made her cry)
But through it all, that guitar stayed
The only thing she never betrayed
It held her close when no one did
It knew the child she kept well hid
It didn’t ask, it didn’t speak
But gave her voice when she felt weak
(It didn’t ask, it didn’t speak
But gave her voice when she felt weak)
She didn’t need a stage or light
Just wood and wire and sleepless night
She didn’t need applause or fame
Just one more song to stake her claim
(She didn’t need applause or fame
Just one more song to stake her claim)
[Bridge: Strip back to guitar and voice, then build with bass riffs]
She was baptized in mahogany( baptized in mahogany)
Not water, not wine, not prophecy
She was saved by sound, by string, by tone
By something built to feel alone
She didn’t rise, she didn’t fall
She just became the sound of all
(She didn’t rise, she didn’t fall
She just became the sound of all)
baptized in mahogany( baptized in mahogany)
The girl, the ghost, the flame, the fight
The one who played to make things right
[Verse 3: emotional phrasing, long rhymes]
Now she stands where silence grows
Where rivers hum and memory flows
She plays for those who never knew
That music’s not what you walk through
It’s what you hold when breath runs thin
When love won’t start, but won’t give in
It’s what you clutch when words betray
When all you’ve got is what you play
(When all you’ve got is what you play)
When all you’ve got is what you play
She doesn’t speak, she doesn’t preach
She lets the notes do what they teach
She lets the wood become her skin
The strings her blood, the sound her sin
She doesn’t bow, she doesn’t beg
She walks with rhythm in her legs
She is the song, the soul, the flame
The one who never played for fame
(never played for fame)
never played for fame
[Outro: Repetitive echoes, fading guitar,  bass heartbeat]
Baptized in mahogany…
She found her truth in melody…
Baptized in mahogany…
She played, and that was all she’d be…
Baptized in mahogany…(Baptized in mahogany)…
Baptized in mahogany…She found her truth ..in ...melody…

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Baptized in Mahogany by 🌹Tina Talone🌹

The song is about rebuilding yourself piece by piece, turning pain into power and proving that even in ruins, the light still remains.

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Drowning (Jensen Ackles)

I am a singer, songwriter, and producer from New Brunswick, Canada. Music has always been woven into my life, though it took time and courage to step into my own sound. Coming from a family surrounded by music that was never pursued, I  decided to break that pattern — turning passion into creation. By day I capture moments as a photographer, and by night I transform emotions into melody, crafting songs that blend authenticity, atmosphere, and raw feeling. I have always been influenced by Evanescence and Nightwish, along with many other bands and artists like Aurora, ranging from Metal to indie to pop.

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