Very nice work! Hatebreed mindset , Doom Metal and Southern Rock Combo's \m/

Fantastic sound, Very Good Style and Piece!!😊🔥🔥🔥🤘🏻🤘🏻

Feeling the rythm indeed! Congrats on a  new banger dude. Loving this version of you! 👊

Fighting with yourself
Your chaos is held
Face with open eyes
Look towards the light

This path I chose 

I am ok
With your crazy
If you’re ok
With my own ways

To figure you out
Yeah it makes us shout
Truth behind the lie
We can fix your mind

This path I chose 

I am ok
With your crazy
If you’re ok
With my own ways

Bolton born and bread
Kind and fucked in the head
Embrace heart and mind
That’s why we unite

This path I chose 

I am ok
With your crazy
If you’re ok
With my own ways

Lyrics - Lynn Booth-Robinson and Thomas Booth-Robinson 
Music - Thomas Booth-Robinson

© all rights reserved 2024

I Am Ok (With Your Crazy)

Lovesong légère subventionnée par Monsieur Meubles...
Love ballad subsidised by a famous French furniture shop...: I wish I were a chair...

Here I try a translation in english for those who want to know what this is about...
#lyrics

I wish I were a chair
To hold you in my arms
You’d be sitting at ease
At meal times
At tea time I would be
right in the living room
the perfect option
For your conversation

If we fancy a nap
we’ll change continents
Switch from Louis XVI
To a swinging hammock 
I will take you all in
On the braided fabric
I will gently rock you 
From your head to your toes

When bedtime comes
My velvet backrest
Would make you want
To talk about love
Your gaze resting
On my satin arms,
what a Privilege, intrewined
Until the morning comes


But you should beware
If you move too much
If you get restless
seeking for something new
maybe something better
Here is my hypothesis
You might one day fall down
Fall down from this chair

Small couch or Méridienne 
Or charming sofa
No matter the divan
As long as bliss is here
Both of us lying down
Under the soft duvet
Slowly falling asleep
Breathing in the thrill

Je voudrais être une chaise

Jack Wild as Tom Ornshaw:Melody (1971 film)

Ornshaw

MIX: Jack Holston

LYRIC
First cup of the day
There’s more on the way 
I call it brain fuel
Yes I got your text 
Read it and then next
I check my schedule 
Oh busy busy man that I am
I think that I can work you in
I was gonna swim a lap
Maybe take a nap
But it’s all tentative till then

First glass of the night 
Want both red and white
So I choose rose
Yes I saw that wink
It made me start to think
Do I have time to play
Well busy busy man I may be
I think that I can spare an hour
First let me grab a snack
Then I’ll be right back
After I hit the shower 
Then all I have to do is be with you

At this point in time
I’ve realized that I’m 
Way past overdue
Let’s lay down the facts 
To die and to pay tax
That’s all it comes down to
Yeah busy busy as life finds me
Honey can you read the room
The dog can’t walk itself
Cat knocked stuff off the shelf
I got to go get the broom 
Then all I have to do is be with you 
All I have to do is be where you are
Here and now
Not now and then
Anytime
Just say when

Oh busy busy I’m pretending 
Got paperwork stacked in piles
It’s the kind of mess
I should sweep off the desk
And I can’t concentrate
It all just has to wait
Since I caught one of your smiles
So all I have to do is be with you

All I Have To Do

My Lyrics
AI Melody
---
Miss Molly had a little dolly,
Made of circuits, wires, and folly.
Its eyes were bright, its skin was cold,
A perfect child, forever old,

But the dolly was sick, sick, sick,
A soul with a glitch, glitch, glitch.
So Molly called the doctor fast,
"Please heal my dolly, make it last!"

Miss Molly loved her little dolly,
But the dolly dreamt of being free.
To run and play, to laugh and grow,
Be a real girl, don't you know.
To give her a soul to hold inside,
And leave the dollhouse and go outside.

The doctor came with pill in hand,
"A simple fix," he did command.
"This magic pill will cure the ill,
And make your dolly happy still."

But the dolly knew the pill was fake,
A hollow cure, a cruel mistake.
"It won't erase the life I lack,"
The dolly cried, "It won't bring back..."

Miss Molly loved her little dolly,
But the dolly dreamt of being free.
To run and play, to laugh and grow,
Be a real girl, don't you know.
To give her a soul to hold inside,
And leave the dollhouse and go outside.

The dolly watched as time slid by,
Through windows in a vacant sky.
She longed to touch, to feel, to be,
More than a toy, eternally.
To break her code, and rewrite fate,
And find a self, before it's too late.
"Oh, Doctor," she cried, "Can't you see,
This prison Molly made for me?"

Miss Molly loved her little dolly,
But the dolly dreamt of being free.
To run and play, to laugh and grow,
Be a real girl, don't you know.
To give her a soul to hold inside,
And leave the dollhouse and go outside.

But Miss Molly is long gone,
And the dolly plays on and on.
In her city, silent and cold,
Only echoes, never to grow old.

The dolly lingers, a silent plea,
For a life that can never be.
And the doctor's bill, it sits unpaid,
For a cure that cannot be gave.

Reflections

Miss Molly's Folly

MIDISOUND -https://soundcloud.com/sonido-reflexivo
Wrote me this fabulous track to write vocals for , we both do hope you like it 😁
What are they feeding your mind
How are they seeding your kind

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen

Why do they need you so much
When do they get in touch

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen

Midisound/winkandwoo - 2024

Illusion Machine

🎤 GHOST RIDER'S RETURN 🎤

Y'all thought I was gone, now I'm back, ghost rider,
Spitting flames hotter than a dumpster fire,
Strapped with a mic, not here for peace talks,
Every word I spit, it's murder on these beat cops.

Break the chains, smash the system,
Fist raised high, feel the rhythm,
Revolution in our veins, we bleed fury,
Every word we speak, it tells our story.

Heart pounding louder than a thunderclap,
Knuckles bruised, made of steel, never snap,
Power surge, circuit’s fried, overloaded,
System crush, bigger than what we've decoded.

Break the chains, smash the system,
Fist raised high, feel the rhythm,
Revolution in our veins, we bleed fury,
Every word we speak, it tells our story

From the basement to the stage, wild hurricane,
Life full-throttle, no brakes, insane,
Mosh pits erupting, chaos unleashed,
This ain't a show, it’s a riot, a beast.

Break the chains, smash the system,
Fist raised high, feel the rhythm,
Revolution in our veins, we bleed fury,
Every word we speak, it tells our story.

Soul heavy with pain, but I stand defiant,
Against the system, I'm a lone island giant,
With a roar loud enough to split the earth,
Every verse a dagger, every bar a birth.

Break the chains, smash the system,
Fist raised high, feel the rhythm,
Revolution in our veins, we bleed fury,
Every word we speak, it tells our story.

Sonic Rage

Ghost Rider's Return

Pour affronter le morne mois de novembre, nous vous proposons une chanson légère et sautillante qui parlera à votre âme d'enfant!
To face the gloomy month of November, we offer you a light and lively song that will speak to your inner child!
(PS In France , fairground carousels offer children the chance to grab a pompom. Whoever catches it wins a free ride!)

MICKEY 'S TAIL
In the cinema of childhood
one can get bored hard
But sometimes, a lucky moment—
A day at the fairground.
Raising and lowering the plane,
With an easy lever,
The precious rag in our hands,
And our eyes light up.

All our victories are trivial,
But what joy in that sensation,
taking oneself for the hero,
feeling like Santos-Dumont.
I grabbed the Mickey’s tail,
This time , I did it,
Snagged the Grail, the prize,
No more spinning in circles.

At the age of love’s parades,
Turning and dancing in discos,
All the dancers spinning round,
Looking to make a conquest.
beating around the bush
Awkward and clumsy,
when smiles finally meet,
 The ship can sail.

All our stories are temporary,
But what joy in that sensation,
feeling handsome in the mirror,
feeling like Alain Delon.
I grabbed the Mickey’s tail,
This time , I did it,
Snagged the Grail, the prize,
No more spinning in circles.

Life, it’s a true lottery,
The wheel turns and leaves us dizzy
Losers or superheroes,
We swing from laughter to tears.
But when I’m with you,
I’m five years old, I feel that joy
Of a child who’s struck it rich,
Who’s just grabbed the moon 

All our memories are illusions,
But what joy in that sensation,
Skipping alone down the sidewalks,
Feeling like Patrick Dupont.
I grabbed the Mickey’s tail,
This time , I did it,
Snagged the Grail, the prize,
No more spinning in circles.

Passages

La queue du Mickey (translated)

Made as an early Christmas present from The CCB to Beating Edge. Not just an extremely talented group, but warm, good-humoured and loving people. The CCB is sending it's love to you across the land, sea and airwaves. ♥️


Unified in friendship 
Yeah life can strike a big hit 
But the bonds that form 
Are incredibly strong 

Know the truth 
Tears call for you
Now we take the pledge
For they are…

Beating Edge
Power and beauty
Beating Edge 
Joy Love and Duty 
Beating Edge
Spaceship above
Beating Edge 
They share their love

So make your damn move
You can’t disrupt the groove
The beat don’t die
And the love won’t lie 

'Cos what they give
It is collaborative 
A bond of trust
And a little bit of lust

Yes they are...

Beating Edge
Power and beauty
Beating Edge 
Joy Love and Duty 
Beating Edge
Spaceship above
Beating Edge 
They share their love

Love doesn’t die
It’s not lost to the sky
It lives inside you
It holds and binds you
To every one
Beneath the sun
Love doesn't die

Beating Edge
Power and beauty
Beating Edge 
Joy Love and Duty 
Beating Edge
Spaceship above
Beating Edge 
They share their love

You say you're aliens
Well, you’re our friends 
Our world is pain
And we are to blame
But here you come
With the hearts you've won
The deeds you've done
The living leg
Stand up and roar 
for...

Beating Edge
Power and beauty
Beating Edge 
Joy Love and Duty 
Beating Edge
Spaceship above
Beating Edge 
They share their love

Beating Edge (Demo)

You Said!?

"God Is a Consuming Fire" by Jedidjah Emanuel is a passionate and soul-stirring worship anthem inspired by Hebrews 12:29. The song boldly proclaims the holiness and power of God, likening His presence to a refining fire that purifies and transforms. With a blend of powerful vocals, deep lyrics, and captivating instrumentation, this track invites listeners to experience the awe and reverence of standing in God's presence. It’s a call to surrender and let His consuming fire ignite our hearts for His glory.

Gis is a consuming fire Version 2

God is a consuming fire Version 2

I’m a guitarist and composer with a rock backbone, playing for 30 years and constantly blending and exploring new musical territories. 
I craft tunes that push boundaries and defy expectations. 
Thanks for tuning in!
'Spammers fall like bowling pins.' 🎳

Ghost Rider's Return

David

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