The Great Tale of How I Ruined It All - Jhariah

Welcome ladies, gentlemen and the technicolor rainbow in between,
to the show of a lifetime!

Ode of the Cog

A Drink to Death

Memento Mori: the most important thing in the world

Thermodynamic Lawyer Esq, G.F.D.

Laplace's Angel (Hurt People? Hurt People!)

The Forest for the Trees

Text:
Verse 1
Two men in a golden hall,
Shadows rising on the wall,
Shaking hands, the cameras flash,
But what’s the meaning, what’s the catch?

Pre-Chorus
Is it power, is it greed?
Do they even see the need?
While the world keeps burning hot,
We keep asking – for what?

Chorus
For what?
For glory, for money, for lies they’ve bought?
For what?
Do soldiers die, while empires plot?
For what?
Is freedom sold, or truth forgot?
We’re screaming out – for what?

(solo)

Verse 2
Whispers hidden, deals unsigned,
History won’t be kind,
Are they talking war and gain?
Or just the price of pain?

Pre-Chorus
Is it power, is it greed?
Do they even see the need?
While the world keeps burning hot,
We keep asking – for what?

Chorus
For what?
For glory, for money, for lies they’ve bought?
For what?
Do soldiers die, while empires plot?
For what?
Is freedom sold, or truth forgot?
We’re screaming out – for what?

(solo)

Bridge
Do they count the faces lost?
Do they know the human cost?
Or just another photo-frame,
Another chapter, same old game?

Final Chorus (bigger, anthemic)
For what?
For thrones of gold that rot?
For what?
Do we bleed, while they cannot?
For what?
History asks and won’t stop,

For What?

🔥 Un feu, ça part d’un rien
J’ai écrit cette chanson après l’incendie qui a frappé tout près de chez moi, à Tuchan.
On l’a appelé l’Ogre. Il a tout dévoré sur son passage, des maisons, des souvenirs, des paysages. Mais au milieu de ce drame, j’ai vu quelque chose de fort : la solidarité incroyable de mon village.

Cette chanson, ce n’est pas juste la mienne, c’est un hommage à toutes celles et ceux qui ont perdu, qui se sont battus, et à la force d’une communauté qui ne lâche pas.

Je la partage librement, pour que chacun puisse l’écouter, s’en emparer, ou même la transformer. Parce qu’un feu, ça part d’un rien… mais la solidarité aussi.

The Forest for the Trees

Chonny Jash