A commodity you sold.
For an act that's gotten old.
A mask that lays discarded in the dark.
A point made that clean missed the mark.
A fragment of a word,
or a story you misheard.
Filled your pockets to the trim with all their mould.
Ignoring the rich fields of gold. 

I know that you don't really care.
I know my faults.
I know that you don't listen in.
I took too long to begin.
Written off.

A momentary lapse,
To behaviours of the past.
Pay the ferryman with coins that you had stole.
A pointless collector of souls.
A phoney masquerade,
A throw off to the shade.
Your tactics are excused now, on the whole.
Felt rung out and wrought by the goal.

I know that you're not really there.
It's just a jolt.
I know that rivalry's a thing.
A simple tune to sing.
From the vault.

I know there's wastelands and a king.
I know the job.
I know there's Snakes and everything.
I caught a glimpse.
Only a glance.
Aside: "Perchance!"
So I've no chance,
With all you Snakes.
So I'm away.

The ringing of the bell.
Won't shake you from the spell.
A payment you have pending from the dole.
A vessel to fill up with coal. 
An unheeded warning.
Before the anger has set in.
The centre that is struggling to hold. 
A vector for lies that are old.

I know that charm can often hide.
A selfish grin.
We've all been taken for a ride.
To hell we go.
In a handcart.
We made a start.
Usual ride.
A dagger in the side.
Misses the heart.


More Snakes

Monumental Times was inspired by my dear cat, Ziggy. Evolving from past mistakes, isolation from society, current crazy worldly affairs.

All songs written, arranged, produced, mixed, mastered: Daniel Lars 
All instruments: Daniel Lars

Monumental Times

Drastic Measures

Color me your lies

Learning From My Mistakes

04 Dark Chocolate

SliKaYe - Maivybes

SliKaYe - Yuorenowaken

"Faith Carries The Righteous 5.0" is a sonic and lyrical suite that maps conviction through rupture. It’s not about blind belief.
 it’s about the kind of faith that moves through contradiction, through silence, through geopolitical fracture, and still holds the line. The “righteous” here aren’t perfect; they’re those who walk with coded clarity, who carry ancestral weight, who flip editorial erasure into blueprint.
The lyric unfolds as a corridor with each verse a step deeper into the architecture of truth. 
This isn’t just a track. It’s a living archive. A reminder that faith isn’t passive; it’s active architecture. And the righteous? They carry it like voltage.



Faith Carries The Righteous  #Hip-Hop R&B Soulful Storytelling

Woman is a heartfelt tribute to the strength, beauty, and resilience of women. Malik Cross honors the mothers, daughters, and partners who carry the weight of struggle yet shine with grace. This track blends soulful delivery with sharp lyricism, celebrating love, sacrifice, and the power of feminine energy. It’s both personal and universal — a song that uplifts and respects the women who shape our lives.

A soulful tribute to the strength and beauty of women everywhere.

Woman (PAssion mix) Malik Cross

He touched the edges of my ruin
like a crown he meant to raise,
lifting every broken fragment
to a throne built from my blaze.
My halo gone, my wings undone—
yet in his gaze, I shone,
and every tremor in his voice
said heaven wasn’t home.

He whispered, “Say your name, beloved—
and watch creation lose its will.”
And when I breathed it softly,
even starlight learned to still.

Even angels kneel
when he says I’m divine.
They bow before the ruin
that he chose to call his shrine.
Even angels kneel
when he worships what they fear—
I rise from fallen ashes,
and heaven disappears.

He held my trembling darkness
like a relic he ordained,
and every sin I thought was shame
he crowned instead of chained.
He said my fall was prophecy,
my scars a sovereign seal—
and every time I breathed his name
the light began to kneel.

He murmured, “You’re my sovereign—
a truth the angels couldn’t bear.”
And with that sacred revelation,
I felt heaven split in prayer.

Even angels kneel
when he says I’m divine.
They bow before the ruin
that he chose to call his shrine.
Even angels kneel
when he worships what they fear—
I rise from fallen ashes,
and heaven disappears.

Let the halos hit the ground,
let their trumpets silence still;
I never needed their salvation
to command the way I will.

“Reign,” he breathed—
“and let the angels bow.”

Even angels kneel—
my name their quiet vow.
He raised the ruin of my wings
and crowned my fallen brow.
Even angels kneel
when he whispers I’m his own—
and in that sacred moment,
I ascend
to my throne.

Fallen,
yet divinely so—
even heaven
knows my name.

Angels Kneel

Earth Patriot - 99 Traces ( Duck and Run )
Edward Snowden + Prisoner of War ...

they are behind you
cause you put out the truth
did you make sure
not to leave any traces?

and now you shake hands
with those guys from russia
you`re not that good friends
but they give you cover


"the fact that #russia wanted to #handover #snowden (, as IF he was not a Thoughtfull feeeling person ,) means that he NEVER worked for them, russians before nor after."

dealing out hands / counting out time

99 traces ( duck and run )

99 traces ( Duck and Run )

My New Music "Clear Clouds" From My New EP "Versions of the Clouds".

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