My favourite part of this song is the french part

OMG Thank you zeronos for getting this on soundcloud this is like my favorite song.

Beneath The Black Flag

Miracle Of Sound ft Vaatividya - FALLEN LEAVES (Elden Ring Song)

The Tale Of Cu Chulainn by Miracle Of Sound

Miracle of Sound - My Revolution

🌿 Sanctuary entrance
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“Crossroads” — folk rock, pub rock, community folk rock

A wandering parable sung from the middle of nowhere. Crossroads unfolds like a half-remembered story told at closing time: strangers giving directions, voices contradicting each other, and a traveler learning that confusion itself can be a guide. The song doesn’t search for meaning or manufacture it from confusion. It insists that meaning is already present, woven into every detour, every wrong turn, every voice along the road. 

━━━ ✦ LYRICS ✦ ━━━

He arrived at dawn’s undoing,
where the pathways split like cracks;
none were marked, and none were wooing,
each one whispering different facts.

So he stood there, irritation
curling tight around his chest,
till a stranger, half a beggar,
popped up, pointing, –
Left is best!

He obeyed with grim suspicion,
mumbling softly—
“Fine… I’m sure.”
Yet the path, in its condition,
seemed less hopeless than before.

At the next fork, just appearing
when he nearly turned by guess,
came another from the bushes—
“Take it right! No more, no less!”

Step by step through bends unbidden,
through the valleys steep and blind,
he was shepherded by figures
who looked scarcely in their mind.

Some were solemn, some were snickering,
snickering…
one just hummed and shooed him through;
one kept coughing like a warning—
“Just go forward. That’s for you!”

Through the crossroads, through confusion,
something keeps me moving on.
Every road is senseless meaning,
every choice a broken clock.
Yet the darkness keeps on shifting
as if guided by a song.

Still he followed, part exhausted,
part resigned and part bemused.
“What a cursed parade of nonsense!”
shouted he, wholly confused.

Till he reached a fork no longer—
just a barren, blinding plain.
No instructions, no more beggars,
no deranged advice again.

“Did you trick me?”
“Lead me nowhere? What a joke.”

All the fury of a lifetime
tightened sharply in his throat.
But the air grew strangely brighter
as soft footsteps stirred the gloom;
and from far beyond the dead end
figures rose as from a tomb.

Through the crossroads, through confusion,
anywhere could pull me on.
Every turn a wild illusion,
every hope a shattered clock.
Still the night begins to whisper
like it knows where I belong.

Every wanderer who’d met him,
every voice that bent his fate,
stood around him, now united,
calm, eternal… never late.

Do not fear this final pass,
said the one with embered eyes.
It’s the easiest of the journey—
no more guessing, no disguise.

Close your eyes and do not struggle,
do not measure, do not stall;
you don’t even need to breathe now.
We will guide you after all.

Through the crossroads, through confusion,
somewhere starts to draw me on.
Every wrong becomes a lesson,
every crack repairs the clock.
And the path that once seemed aimless
feels less empty, less withdrawn.

He fell silent, somewhat sheepish,
as his anger lost its spark.
All his shouting felt absurd now
in this widening of dark.

All his dread dissolved like vapour
as he joined their gentle throng—

Somebody! Somebody! Somebody!

Through the crossroads, through confusion,
somebody keeps leading on.
Every detour finds its purpose,
every gear restores the clock.

Somebody! Somebody!

And the light ahead grows clearer,
Light the truth he knew along.

There was meaning in this nonsense
And he knew it all along.

Miracle of Sound - My Revolution

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