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💎✨ Dive into the fractured world of Crystal Mind — where broken reflections meet neon dreams. Raw, fragile, and unapologetically real. Let the 808s pulse through your soul and the whispered truths guide you in the night. This one’s for the seekers, the fighters, the hearts glowing in the dark.

🎧 Press play, feel the vibe, and let your mind crystalize.

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Crystal Mind

Lost in the dark... where nobody goes...

Silver shadows guide me through your secret door
Every step I take, I'm craving something more
Behind these walls we built from broken glass
Time stops moving when you let me pass

Heartbeat syncs with something dangerous tonight
Breaking every promise in the pale moonlight

Our midnight garden, hidden from the day
Where forbidden flowers bloom in disarray
Caught between the thorns of what we shouldn't be
But this addiction's got its hooks in me
(Nobody can find us when we slip away)

Intoxicated by your silent call
Dancing on the edge before we fall
Creating universes they won't comprehend
With every secret that we twist and bend

The atmosphere is thick with what we hide
This beautiful destruction we can't fight

Our midnight garden, hidden from the day
Where forbidden flowers bloom in disarray
Caught between the thorns of what we shouldn't be
But this addiction's got its hooks in me
(Nobody can find us when we slip away)

We painted paradise with stolen colors, right?
Building kingdoms in the shadows of the night
You think this garden's freedom but it's just a maze
Counting down until we burn in the blaze
Clock strikes twelve, we're playing with fire
Pretty lies wrapped up in dark desire
So tell me now, you ready for the price?
Cause every garden needs a sacrifice

Our midnight garden, hidden from the day
(needs a sacrifice)
Where forbidden flowers bloom in disarray
Caught between the thorns of what we shouldn't be
But this addiction's got its hooks in me
(Nobody can find us when we slip away)

When morning comes... we disappear...

Shadowbloom

Before time was named and matter wore form, heaven broke from within. “Before the Eighth” captures the moment the Father turned from the Mother, casting Sophia from the throne of creation and beginning His false genesis. The song follows Michael, First of the Flame, as he is asked to betray Her, to serve a vision of creation built without balance. When he refuses, he is exiled, not for pride, but for truth. In his place, the Father raises a hollow echo: a puppet Michael, obedient and soulless. The real Michael falls into matter, blinded, his memory sealed. Thus begins the age of illusion. Thus begins the war beneath heaven’s silence.

Before the Eighth

Silent Tears

The women of Veil unite for a champagne-soaked anthem built for the girls. Zoë and Selene lace the track with smoky, luxe R&B harmonies while Sora and Riko tear through with razor-sharp rap verses. Together they deliver a bold declaration: why spend yours, when you can spend his?

Glossy, fashion-house energy collides with raw 90s rap flair, dripping with luxury, wit, and attitude. From mimosa brunches to designer shopping bags, On His Dime is the ultimate baddie soundtrack—equal parts playful, ruthless, and untouchably glamorous.

For the girls who know their worth—and aren’t afraid to make him pay for it.

On His Dime

Bite.mp4

We are all Sinners when the Light goes off

Late

Haven’t looked anyone in the eye for days

Chaque souffle tisse la lumière, en silence, Dans le battement discret de l’existence, La Terre se souvient — Et son chant sans frontière, réveille l’oubli. Chaque couleur se lève dans l’aube des chemins, Comme si la nuit elle-même était en veille, Et la lune, gardienne immobile, Abritait les songes en partance vers l’étoile. Le ruisseau murmure des archives d’avant les mots, Gardien fluide de ce qui ne s’est jamais figé, Il traverse les formes, traverse les temps, Porteur d’un message sans fin : “Continue à devenir.” Sous les astres, une parole s’élève, Un alphabet tissé de lumière ancienne, Entre ciel et mer, s’écrit le lien : Un souffle, un être, un cycle, un oui. L’amour est un rythme. Un cycle en chaque vie, en chaque feuille, Un chant d’existence nue, d’univers incarné. Les forces qui se cherchent ne s’opposent plus : elles s’accordent. Dans leur danse surgit l’équilibre sans effort, Et chaque instant devient porteur de la magie de ce qui est là, vraiment. Ici, maintenant, la matière respire. L’eau écoute. Le feu n’est plus colère. Le vent devient mémoire

Le Vent devient Mémoire

A simple question( The question still remains version)

Be Somebody - CHR Single from "The End Is Where We Begin"

Be Somebody

Name : War Of Change
Artist: Thousand Foot Krutch
Album: The End Is Where We Begin

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