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Scorned inferno

Dopo francese e italiano “Una storia di mille volte amore” anche in inglese. 

“It’s a story of a thousand times love”

Mine has now become a sweet obsession  
A constant thought that plays in my mind  
A recurring dizziness that takes hold of me  
A force that overwhelms me, thinking only of you  
I could tell you that I’m madly in love  
But words are not enough to express what I feel  
Together we have taken the world in our hands  
Like a crystal ball to read the future, tomorrow  
And like indelible ink, you have marked my destiny  
You took my heart in your hands with your sweetness  
And you gifted me your soul like a beautiful flower  
And you filled our great story with light  

It’s a story that goes  
It’s a story that gives  
It’s a story of a thousand times love  
A thousand times love, a thousand times love  

Like a child in the arms of someone who cares for him  
Happy to dive into a sea full of love  
And you, like a wave, pull me under with your passion  
And in those moments, the universe stops just for us  
Like a lighthouse shining in the midst of a storm  
I follow you, sure to find your warmth  
You are a ray of sunshine that warms and after a bitterness  
You comfort me by holding me close to you  
In this story that transcends all boundaries  
There is no scale to measure the strength of love  
And we, who are happy like two little children  
Are grains of sand that make the world spin  

And the world goes on  
And the world gives  
It’s a story of a thousand times love  
A thousand times love, a thousand times love  
A thousand times love, a thousand times love  
A thousand times love, a thousand times love

It’s a story of a thousand times love

learn to swim Young man

I Love All of You

A story about a boy who dreamed of escaping his steel-town roots for the silence of space, only to find that the fire of the factories and the voice of a love he left behind burn brighter and call louder than any star. It's a song about how the places and people that make us are carried with us, always.

Steel Town Astronaut

UNHOLY MARY by Nova J

[Spoken Intro]
I’ll give you until the count of five.
Then I do it.
5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

[Verse 1]
You cry wolf in the courthouse, you cry wolf in the pews
Every man who gets close leaves branded, accused
Unholy Mary, queen of shadows and schemes
You built your religion on your children’s screams

[Pre-Chorus]
Every story you spin gets heavier still
Like snow piling high on that house on the hill
(Unholy Mary… what happened to you?)

[Verse 2]
You lock all the windows, you deadbolt the door
Homeschool their silence, they don’t dream anymore
You search for new labels, new ways to get paid
But the mirror reflects every debt you’ve made

[Pre-Chorus]
Every promise you broke turned colder with time
Your letters to God just excuses in rhyme
(Unholy Mary… what happened to you?)

[Chorus]
Unholy Mary, where do you hide?
(Unholy Mary… where do you hide?)
Your children are shadows, they stand by your side
(Unholy Mary…)
The mirror won’t answer, it just looks right through
 (Unholy Mary… what happened to you?)
Unholy Mary, what happened to you?
(Unholy Mary… what happened to you?!)

[Bridge]
Vanity binds you, your mercy decays
Loneliness lingers, you’re lost in the maze
Your children bear burdens they never should know
You pray for redemption, but the mercy won’t show

[Outro]
Snow falling steady on your backyard gate
The candles burn out, but you’re still awake
It’s your fate. Oh Mary. It’s your fate.
Your fate. Your fate.

[Instrumental Close]

Unholy Mary

This is a poem written by my nephew(Adam) on 9/11/2001 @ 7:46 AM. My brother(Brian) sent it to me and thought I might add some music to the poetry.
Some background on the fateful dark day in American history.....

"The September 11 attacks, also known as 9/11, were four coordinated Islamist terrorist suicide attacks by al-Qaeda against the United States in 2001. Nineteen terrorists hijacked four commercial airliners, crashing the first two into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in New York City and the third into the Pentagon (headquarters of the U.S. Department of Defense) in Arlington County, Virginia. The fourth plane crashed in a rural Pennsylvania field (Present-day, Flight 93 National Memorial) during a passenger revolt. The attacks killed 2,977 people, making it the deadliest terrorist attack in history. In response to the attacks, the United States waged the global war on terror over multiple decades to eliminate hostile groups deemed terrorist organizations, as well as the governments purported to support them."         Wikipedia

Lyrics:
Oh, blackest of days, hear you people
Blood will saturate the ground
Desecrated by those who are evil
It will engulf all our souls
Ours and theirs alike
Those of the lost in evil

Soft your eyes and innocent the tears
                                                   That will cleanse our spirits
                                                   Spirits of the just, the loving
                                                    Who touch life, who live life
                                                    Long the ground in unrest
                                                    Will lie barren with graves of those that pain

                                                    Until the tears are fully shed
                                                    To consecrate this ground
                                                    Where flowers may grow
                                                    Even then, years hence
                                                   With questions forgotten
                                                   And answers still without




    
  
                                             What then shall I tell the children
                                             Who only see life in the purest form
                                             Eyes and hearts untainted
                                             What future lies in darkness
                                             What future lies in the dirt
                                             What future lies in the dirt

                                             I will tell those young of hate
                                             Conceive only love
                                             Christen your generation
                                             Your name shall be the change
                                              Remember the souls so innocent
                                              Lost in the tides of hate

                                              Let your prayers sound 
                                              Until heaven and hell echo
                                              Sounding with truth and love
                                              Evil then will have no voice
                                              Triumphing shall be the compassionate
                                              Who felt life so deeply
     All souls shall rest in peace.  And as we grow, we will create a future that is love.




Music by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Lyrics/Poem Adam Bennati 2001
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: Reynaldo #brigworkz Brigantty

Black Day

Paris is for you

“Sing Them to Sleep” unravels pain into lullabies. Where demons are not slain but embraced. It’s a haunted folk hymn of scars, silence, and survival, blending raw acoustic grit with ghostly echoes of truth. Healing here is not peace, but the war’s quiet aftermath sung into the dark.

Lyrics

The monsters in me never asked to be tamed  
They just curled in the dark when I whispered their name  
Didn’t bury the pain I just sang it to sleep  
With a voice full of rust and a throat cut deep  

My sins don’t march they sway slow like a hymn  
And every breath I take drags the silence within  
I learned not to run learned not to plead  
I just lay with the fire till it stopped tryin to feed  

I’m not your savior I’m just the song  
That cradled the scars when the nights felt too long  
No altars left no secrets to keep  
I don’t kill my demons I sing them to sleep  

They are one and the same  

You think healing is peace  
Nah  
It’s the war that never ends  
Just gets quieter  
And if you listen close  
You can still hear them screaming  
But you wont hear me breathin  

So don’t mourn for the rage it was part of the tale  
I just learned how to sail without cursing the gale  
No glory no heaven no promise to reap  
Just me and my ghosts learning how to sleep  

I’m not your savior I’m just the song  
That loved the broken when they couldn’t stay strong  
No altars left no promises to keep  
I don’t bury my demons I sing them to sleep

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Sing Them To Sleep - Unplugged

Lonely Soldier

Lyrics:
No One
No One
No One
No One
No One
No One
No One
No One

Where stone once kissed the water—once sea, now silent glass,
Four young men stood; three held No One fast.
A slow red weight along the edge, a burden built to last;
We watched in hush—what slips away is past.

The circles widen outward; time keeps no one small.
He drifted where the ground turns hard—we stayed human through it all.

Breathe like No One—light, unchained from clay.
No One… No One slid where we stayed—almost away.
Made something out of nothing—blessing into sound,
Silence out of silence—dreaming underground.

No One
No One
No One
No One

The mother bore a torch—a small, aching flame;
The father pled the stars with open, empty hand.
Good, honest hearts—they gave the same,
But only No One knows that hidden land.

The mist called from the farther bank; his chains untied, declined.
He walked ahead and taught the blank to breathe a living line.
A man of wind and thread, turned crown and steel aside—
He made a world from nothing—too bright, too wide.

Breathe like No One—light, unchained from clay.
Almost away—
Made something out of nothing—blessing into sound,
Silence out of silence—dreaming underground.

No One
No One
No One
No One
mist along the line;
He went before us, left his chains behind.
He went before us, left his chains behind.

Mist Along the Line

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