Name: Beginning of the end by Cindered Heart
Duration: 4 min 13 s
Description: let them hear you! I am so sorry but stop hiding !!!

The harmonic-heavy guitar riff I here play on the 12-string was pre-existing. Everything else about this song -- including that it was to be a song at all, instead of an instrumental piece -- was decided and realized in the course of working on it. I am of course (I say 'of course' because my schooling was completed before the present era of unionized indoctreducation) familiar with Mr. Poe's poem on the theme. I have done him one better in recursions of irreality, though whether my lyrical Jungian rimbaldianisms are worthy even to stand in the same room as the master is of course for you, the listener, to judge.
Cover art is by the Finnish artist Gallen-Kalleka. Myth, after all, is a sort of collective dream.
LYRICS
One is the loneliness waiting at end of the day.
Two the not-onliness holding that nothing at bay.
Three for the source of sins: world, flesh, the devil  comes last.
Four for the might-have-beens hopelessly pinned in my past.
Add all the numbers you still can't solve for the sum
Use all the lenses, you still can't resolve what's to come,
Laugh cry or scream, it's just a dream of a dream within a dream.

A is for Apple, with overpriced sermons to read,
M is for Redmond, the bully with apps you don't need.
L is for penguin, don't put him down just 'cause he's small,
Pick up your ink pen and write down this number to call.
Read all the letters, it still comes to little gain
Angels are crying, and trying their wings in the rain.
Laugh cry or scream, it's just a dream of a dream within a dream.

Fact check the hot dreams who stained all the sheets of our youth
Hat trick the sports teams who gave us a break from the truth.
Peel back the curtain the headshrinkers say hides our lights
Steal back the certain denial of all of our rights.
Searching Mount Badon and seeking the Holy Grail,
Music in samizdat, AI in epic fail!
Be not just seem, it's just a dream of a dream within a dream.

Within a Dream

Evocation d'un paysage imaginaire et mystérieux dans la clarté du matin (Evocation of an imaginary and mysterious landscape in the morning light).

Dans la Clarté de l'Aube

This song is a tribute to my hometown Copenhagen - a city bursting with life, energy, and spirit. It celebrates the freedom, beauty, and rhythm of urban life, where every street and skyline feels alive. This is where I belong - COPENHAGEN an amazing city🫶🫶

LYRIC

Intro
Yeah!
Copenhagen, turn it up tonight,
City’s breathing, streets are alive.

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Verse
Bikes are rolling by the sea,
Voices laughing wild and free.
Every corner, every street,
Feels like home beneath my feet.

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Pre-Chorus
From Nyhavn lights to the lakes so wide,
It’s the place where my soul can’t hide.

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Chorus
 Copenhagen! You’ve got me singing loud,
Every heartbeat lost inside your crowd.
Copenhagen! You’re my fire, my place,
Every moment wrapped in your embrace.

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Verse
Morning sun on painted walls,
Midnight laughter in the halls.
From the towers to the tide,
Love for you I can’t deny.

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Pre-Chorus
Every skyline, every streetlight glow,
Tells me this is the place I’ll go.

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Chorus
 Copenhagen! You’ve got me singing loud,
Every heartbeat lost inside your crowd.
Copenhagen! You’re my fire, my place,
Every moment wrapped in your embrace.

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Bridge
Drive me fast across the night,
Copenhagen feels so right.
Raise the sound, don’t let it fade,
Love for you I will never trade.

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Chorus
Copenhagen! You’ve got me singing loud,
Every heartbeat lost inside your crowd.
Copenhagen! You’re my fire, my place,
Every moment wrapped in your embrace.

Outro

Copenhagen

Lyrics:
The scent of worn leather lingers,  
Astral confession in the dim-lit room.  
Sweat and straps under my fingers.
Ropes and pleasing tease my doom.

The air thickens with dark desire,  
a hunger curled around my ankles.
Your lusty gaze makes me perspire
When I struggle in your shackles .

(Chorus)
Liturgy written in welts and need,
The air is thick of your devotion.
Gasp your psalms in a velvet creed,
When my lips whisper your perdition.

The metaphor hums between us,  
a sensual chord too low to hear.
a ritual I was meant to witness
Your smile thrusts up like a spear.

Your eyes dart, a bunny in headlights,  
But in them, something darker flickers.
We both melt in our venomous nights
Like ice cubes in our amorous liquors.

(Chorus)
Liturgy written in welts and need,
The air is thick of your devotion.
Gasp your psalms in a velvet creed,
When my lips whisper your perdition.


Saint attraction, in a mantra of lust,
Black silk blindfolds your answers.
I earn your ragged sighs and your trust,
When my body arches and quivers.

Silence licks the idea of our dancing feet
In a poem of scarlet and salted passion.
When our warm black leather skins meet,
I worship the idea of our pale complexions.

Venomous Devotion

I decided to take acoustic stabs at one of my  previous Christmas songs.  This song is based on my real life Uncle Lou.
The lead vocals (Rhode NT1  5th generation mic) and guitar (Taylor 114ce,  capo first fret, plugged in) were recorded simultaneously on two separate tracks and then I went back and added the backing vocals (strongly resisting the urge to add any other instruments).  
****
Christmas comes once a year.
It’s a time of happiness and cheer and it’s also the one day that Uncle Lou gets to use his electric knife
He used to work in a butcher shop and all day long there was meat to chop.
But now he’s an accountant and his life is kind of dull in a mind numbing sort of way.

But when it comes time for Uncle Lou to cut the Christmas ham and turkey
he get’s a wild gleam in his eye
He says don’t worry I’m a professional
I know what I am doing
as we all try to get out of his way

Uncle Lou’s got the electric knife
And we’re fearing for his life
That poor turkey had no chance
I think I’m gonna wet my pants
We’re afraid that Santa won’t come
And if he does he’ll turn and run
He’ll take one look Uncle Lou
And his reindeers will be scared too

They say Electric knives have a high injury potential
And losing a finger is very consequential
But Uncle Lou doesn’t seem to care
He’s got the culinary version of a chainsaw in his hand
And he picks it up and he takes command
If he had a hockey mask you’d swear it was Friday the 13th
After a few minutes his job is complete
And then we all sit down to eat
Instead of saying grace we thank God that his fingers have survived for another year

Uncle Lou’s got the electric knife
And we’re fearing for his life
That poor turkey had no chance
I think I’m gonna wet my pants
We’re afraid that Santa won’t come
And if he does he’ll turn and run
He’ll take one look Uncle Lou
And his reindeers will be scared too

Uncle Lou's Got The Electric Knife (Acoustic)

A new song.........

Lyrics:
Approval falling fast
Is this really serious
Daily panic mode
Just another new scandal

The most dishonest really
But this is personal 
Boring plays well
But the blackmail is very deep, it’s very deep

Just another day of chaos
Does it really matter 
I guess it does to some
But to others it’s just so disinteresting, so disinteresting

What is wrong with him
So, draining to the people
Major trouble ahead
Secret bans and dark money

Why run in parallel
When you are not aging well
Becoming so depleted
This is shocking, just so shocking

Just another day of chaos
Does it really matter 
I guess it does to some
But to others it’s just so disinteresting, so disinteresting

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: Jiri Ikonomidis

Just Another Day of Chaos

Cast of characters:

Gaz Brownie — @user-755327533 — Gaz — vocals, vocal harmonies, lyrics, and composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four] -- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – Warwick four-string fretless bass
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– (?) acoustic guitar
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and piano
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– mix, production, and mastering

This song began by Gaz composing it and on his acoustic guitar, and singing his original lyrics over it. Gaz is a brilliant songwriter, lyricist, and singer, with whom we've worked before. However, this is the first song he's shared with us. He gave it to Ken first, who started the project and invited the rest of us to it.
  Ken, who was the originator of the project, was actually the second person to lay down a part, which he did to Josh's bass, instead of the other way around, as they usually do it. Stephen then came in and replaced Gaz's guitar with his silky smooth acoustic guitar. JJ got down on his magical piano and organ parts not long after Stephen added his guitar. 
  This was a somewhat uncomplicated process, as Gaz gave us a fully realized song to work with right from the start. Tez sealed the deal with his expert production to cap it off, too.
  As mentioned, this is our second song starring Gaz, and we're very grateful to him for sharing his magic with us. We're all looking forward to working together again in the future, too. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it. 
Original lyrics by Gaz Brownie:

Im drawing the conclusion that 
Im just being polite 
And questioning myself is it me our are they right
I’m feeling a little angry hope it’s not  out of spite 
Is just a reaction to this uncomfortable  night 

When did the world stop listening 
When did the world stop listening 

As we compete for space to try & speak
Everyone’s on journey on a bus to shit creek
With condescending story’s of there  bad & awesome week
And I’m working on finding just a better style of  technique 

I avoid catching that struggle bus 
Don’t wanna be part of my problem and be misunderstood 
What are you looking at is there something you wanna discuss 
I push his   face up the window cause I’ve had enough 

When did the world stop listening 
When did the world stop listening 


When Did the World (Eclectic Collective with Gaz Brownie)

method: collaboration - my own contributions were basically framing the process, quite minimally so - all the while poor me being absolutely flabbergasted by the beauty unleashed by the geniuses doing the real work associated with this project 
image: stubbornly being convinced that handmade is "better for positive discomfort" than AI, however awarkwardly it might jut out into the world, I have chosen a different cover image than my fellow creators - please do excuse (copyright jo richter)

COMMON LINER NOTES:



After taking a break from this story for a whole year, The Smoking Trout is so happy to share with you all the final chapter in our epic ongoing tale, the Quest for the Holy Dumpling! Thanks to all who've joined us on this fantastic ride, as either listeners or musicians. See credits below to learn about the crew who contributed to this memorable final episode. You'll also find links to our BandCamp and our earlier album, plus Jeff & Jo's incredible lyrics!

Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Lyrics, Vocals (intro/outro) Guitar (intro/middle)
Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums (intro/outro)
Tea R. Sea - @tea_are_sea -- Beat (middle), Synths (throughout), Production
Nadia Selvaggi - @nadiaselvaggi -- Vocals (middle)
TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Guitar & Guitar Special Effects (intro/middle/outro)
Nic - @nic_nic_nic -- Vocals, Synths/Keys (middle)
Jo Richter @sonic-textures -- Lyrics, Melodion

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Catch up with all 12 tracks in the Smoking Trout's now-complete concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q

Find us on BandCamp! thesmokingtrout.bandcamp.com
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Lyrics (by Stonerjazz & Jo Richter):

Everybody on the bus, Gus and Stu
and some others from Uriah, too, made up their minds
packed up their kinds and kith and kin
and decided unattachedly to pack it in
and Johnny, all nostalgic for the solitude of melancholic bedsheet ascetism, said
"We should go to Zed" and smiled in mild remembrance
"I saw a crack a couple light years back in the space time continuum,
with a sign that read, Zed, 50 miles straight ahead.
We might get there in time to liberate my lost accordion
from the clutches of the local constabulary

Uriah had a riot
when the dumplings disappeared
trampled by the herds of lust, desire
lampooned by the nerds of rust and fire
gobbled up by fast food throats and street flock trucks
and someone farted, burped and said they wanted seconds
and that was when the trouble started and ursurped the mental landscape
and who’s to blame but some minions from that moppet, Alfred Rufus Smith
who to his simian bewilderment was headed back to earth
in that stolen starship that he stole again, restole and stole for just another time
(the way rebirthing beings rack up karma by incarnating ceaselessly)
from the only holy spaceport of that karmic spacelord on the potted planet
frowned upon by Gus and Stu and all the riders of experience on the nirwana bus--

--"And so it was , they crossed the boundry into Zed, and landed lightly on the purple plain
and when they did, all the holograms on board the bus turned into real Girls and Boys
Would love to say things turned out well but what the hell , who can tell
Uziel Wivress, Neal Nic and Nadia, jeff and Jo, Stephen Tot and Terry too enjoyed the view as the bus it hit the ground and settled down
in the golden grass near the end of June--
Gus and all the crew were happy too having arrived safe and sound
without a scratch on that sacred patch of rock in space--

see the tarmac flotilla in karmic espandrilles
sharpen their common intuition
and like expanding armadillos
overcome respective inhibition
and cross across the crucial rift and ,riffing, raft the cosmic shift
and wake up in the place where Johnny is remembered as the bringer of the dumpling holy and the player
of the golden instument divine -till the end of time.

THE SMOKING TROUT:  End of the Line

This is the first track with me and my dear son together.
He made this beautiful music and mix, I made lyrics and vocals
Thank you so much, EffAy (Fredrik),  you are awesome!
🫶
(Sounds best with ear phones)

I'm  floating on a wave...
Flying in the wind...
I'm dancing to the light...
Breathng the air of life....

Floating

Vocals by SUNI @suni-mp3
Sounds by Box Number Twelve
Image by SUNI (digital character)

Style #2

let them hear you! I am so sorry but stop hiding !!!

Beginning of the end

❤️‍🔥 Cindered Heart ❤️‍🔥
The Architect of VampTrap and Rockstep ! A brutal fusion of industrial bass, cinematic metal, and lyrical fire built for a world that still thinks genres have borders. This is the sound of rebellion sharpened into a dagger that will pick your bones clean by morning . 
CH is dark post-rap industrial rock and dubstep hybrid project forged with layered production, generated samples, synths, guitars and drum machines wielded as ritual weaponry.

Cindered Heart is insurgent music first ! bass-heavy, lyrically masterminded and raw to the bone. Fused with metal’s bite and activist venom. Every track is a call-to-arms against complacency, a cinematic rebellion for those who feel the rot and burn to erase it.

Emerging from a decade in shadow, Cindered Heart returns not as a solo act but as a rising coven of creators, collaborators, and conspirators. Together, they give blood to new genres like VampTrap and RockStep,  alongside brutal collision, showcasing many sides, and many different styles of music like dubstep, rock, metal and darkwave, with experimental offshoots in folk and reggae. This is not music made for market trends. It’s an audio doctrine where no church is sacred, no system safe, and no silence unscarred by rhythm.

                    At the center stands a one-man legion 

                                         — Lesstatt — 

overseeing songwriting, vocals, production, sound design, visual direction, and mixing/mastering/rendering. Through a blend of DAW's, hardware synths, drum machines, electric guitars, samplers, and generated sound layers, each track is summoned in a single uninterrupted ritual where melody bleeds into meaning and distortion becomes declaration.

But this vision no longer stands alone. The world of Cindered Heart now expands through a handpicked circle of featured vocalists, visual architects, sound sculptors, and creative allies each amplifying the message without ever muting its power.

With over 60 releases across SoundCloud and global streaming platforms surpassing 75K plays, 1.8K likes, 921 comments, and 750 reposts, combining other platforms in one year over 100 k plays ! Plus international coverage including radio play, interviews, and published features in six countries, Cindered Heart isn’t chasing popularity. It’s spreading contagion.

This isn’t a trend.
It’s rebellion carved in waveform, pain, and blood.

These tracks don’t play.
They summon.

Intros unfold like rituals.
Whispers cut like venom.
Breakdowns crumble like temples.
And every lyric doesn’t just rhyme, it reigns.

From Clock Stays Red to Psychopaths, each release expands a mythos of vampiric power, divine corruption, systemic decay, and emotional survival. Cindered Heart doesn’t seek validation. It corrupts gods, bends truth into beat patterns, and drapes beauty in barbed wire.

You don’t follow Cindered Heart to feel good.
You follow to remember what pain sounds like when it’s finally free.

⚖️ Disclaimer

The music, lyrics, and creative works featured by Cindered Heart are fictional and intended solely as artistic expression — a mixture of satire, storytelling, and stylized performance.

The artists do not condone or promote any actions or ideologies depicted within the art. Listener discretion is advised.

Socials, curated playlists, and online store links with songs, merch, and remixes is all coming soon !

All compositions, lyrics, productions, and artwork are owned exclusively by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, remixing, or licensing without written permission is prohibited.

This has been a solo project home recorded, with a lot of AI assistance, yes, but, a shit ton of production. Soon i will be working with live artists to bring together this vison and play live !

📩 For licensing, collaborations, or press inquiries:
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