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Buray - Yüreksiz Tilki  ( Murat Yaran Remix )

Seksendört - Olurum Hasretinle.mp3

( Şarkının enstrüman alt yapısı cok güzel . Gitarlar çok güzel çalınmış .Sözleride güzelmiş ... Kısacası mis gibi bir parça ...)
Farkında mısın çok yalnızız
Birbirimize muhtacız
Sen orada ben burada
Daha ne kadar uzak kalacağız
Ne muhteşem şeyler yaşadık mahvolur
Aşk hatırlatır gurur unutturur
Bütün yolları denemedik daha dur
Sen inat etmezsen daha çok şansımız olur

Yağmur bile tek değil karla karışık yağıyor
Şu kumrulara bir bak nasıl beraber uçuyor
Sevgililer var yolda sarılarak yürüyor
Bir tek biz ayrıyız  x2

Meyra - Karla Karışık ( Akustik ) ( 2015 ) ( ORJİNAL RİP )

1. I love the pain delve into the paradox of craving emotional chaos, blending fiery passion with self-destructive surrender. 
2. Looking for love fuse raw sensuality with unapologetic yearning, blending physical intensity and emotional vulnerability into a bold exploration of desire. 
3. Hate me now blend defiant resilience with radical positivity, using "hugs" as a metaphor for disarming toxicity while confronting Gaslighting and deceit head-on. 
4. Stolen moments paint a haunting portrait of forbidden desire, weaving clandestine passion with the ache of moral conflict through vivid, sensory-rich metaphors. 
5. Don’t love me fiercely champion self-empowerment and boundary-setting, rejecting hollow affection and manipulative tactics with unapologetic clarity. 
6. Freedom weave a searing critique of modern society’s hollow freedoms, juxtaposing corporate greed, digital alienation, and spiritual decay with a raw, gospel-tinged cry for liberation. 
7. The air I bleed plunge into the depths of obsessive devotion, framing love as a vital yet agonizing force through the visceral metaphor of "air I bleed." 
8. This dance 4 U blend gritty realism with tender resolve, using the metaphor of a "dance" as a defiant tribute to loyalty in a world riddled with betrayal and superficiality. 
9. Ironic wield sharp social critique, exposing the bitter irony of poverty's exploitation as commodified art for the privileged, while streets drown in systemic decay. 
10. I don’t want to be right plunge into the agony of clinging to a destructive love, blending raw desperation with a defiant embrace of emotional denial. 
11. Broken poignantly capture the raw ache of heartbreak and disillusionment, blending celestial metaphors and visceral imagery to paint a portrait of love’s fragility. 
12. These days I remember is a visceral ode to passion and memory, blending sultry intimacy with raw resilience, where carnal echoes become armor against life's storms. 
13. Broken wings haunting lyrics masterfully blend visceral horror and existential angst, painting a chilling portrait of mental turmoil through stark contrasts between divine fragility ("broken wings") and demonic oppression. 
14. Forever starts tonight burst with euphoric, celestial romance, weaving oceanic metaphors and starlit intimacy into a hypnotic anthem about love’s addictive, time-bending power. 
15. The lies we tell deliver a scathing critique of societal emptiness and self-deception, blending industrial-grade cynicism with visceral imagery of hollow souls and "money over love" decay. 



FREEDOM

I LOVE THE PAIN

Gone in silence Re-write

Track Title: Day Three – The Spirit of Religion
Album: The 7 Days of Illusion for 1 Day of Truth

Description:
Day Three is the smoke in the temple — the spirit of religion that slithered through the ages wearing many masks but speaking one lie: that God can be owned. This track exposes the spirit behind the veil — the false light, the broken priesthoods, the seductive doctrines built to enslave the soul while feeding the beast.

The beat moves like a ritual gone wrong — organ keys twisted, choirs reversed, snares that snap like whips of dogma. The verses cut deep, naming names without fear, tracing the bloodline of control from Babel to Vatican, from Mecca to megachurch. It's a lyrical exorcism — not of belief, but of blind obedience. The spirit of religion isn’t holy — it’s haunted.

The chorus is hypnotic and chilling, echoing the question: "Who taught you God was a man? Who told you love needed rules?"

This is not a diss track — it’s a divine confrontation. A mirror to the beast behind the pulpit.
And a call to the soul: Come out of her, My people.

Vibe:
Dark gospel meets trap prophecy.
Incense smoke, stained glass shattering.
Not anti-God — anti-lie.

Mustafa Ceceli - Bedel

EternallY

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