The Dawn of the Mystics: Composed, arranged, performed and produced by Evandro B. Lira aka Vintage Mutation.

Cover Art / Photo: Evandro Lira aka Vintage Mutation (in the background, above, photo of the planet Venus)

“The return of the mystics for the awakening of human consciousness”.

“Even times of oppression are worthy of respect, for they are the work, not of men, but of humanity, and therefore of creative nature, which can be harsh, but is never absurd. If the times we live in are harsh, we have the duty to love it even more, to penetrate it with our love, until we have removed the enormous mountains that hide the light beyond them”. (Walter Rathenau)

The Dawn of the Mystics

Crazy Little Thing Called Love Cover

Check out "The DustBurn" by MH Army! This track packs a heavy DnB punch with a twist of vintage electronic flair. Booming basses, raw synths, and the scorching desert sun, it’s a wild ride that’ll get you hooked and moving in no time. Turn it up!  🎶🔥

The DustBurn

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

YOU EMBED A WIRE UP IN MY BRAIN
(music and words by The Ox Prison)

Way down inside
I can read your lies
Your face is still
But it’s in your eyes

You cast a spell
On the universe
You drive around
In your rainbow hearse

Up in my brain
You embed a wire
The microwaves
Set my mind on fire
You fly so high
Like the evil drones
You dwell within
Ghostly skull and bones

You dress so nice
Million-dollar shoes
You have your men 
On the evening news

You care so much
About the working class
You hug the kids
And you attend the mass
A day will come
When you need to go
It comes for everyone
You’d better save your soul

Way down inside
I can read your lies
Your face is still
But it’s in your eyes

Tora – Bass
Jimmy D – Drums
Mikey P – Guitars, Vocal, Keys


You Embed A Wire Up In My Brain

Thank you for listening.
Instrumental Arrangement,Sample Edit,Mastering / sdmk

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"Let's Try Again" - Edeltraud Trncik feat. Viktor Trncik

A song about second chances, originally written in 2010, 
now remastered and reimagined in 2025 with full orchestral arrangement.

When a singer-songwriter and an engineer-musician create together,
magic happens. This is our invitation: Let's Try Again.

🎹 Piano, Strings, Guitar, Bass, Drums
⏱️ 3:14
📍 Freiburg, Germany
💙 For everyone who believes in second chances

Lyrics:
How do I know that I've loved you all this time
Does it surprise you all that we turn around and smile
And I've been waiting for an invitation to your life
I've said what's now in this note that I leave on your pillow
So why don't we try again
Why don't we try again

And if they could see us
They might say what you said last year
And if we could change them
We'd be lovers again not friends
Well I've been waiting for an invitation to your love
I said in this note I left on your pillow
What now
Why don't we try again
Why don't we try again

Yes tonight I can hear you whisper
The words you would say if we were honest
Tonight I could feel it when you were next to me
And baby it's so clear to me that we can go back
And I've been waiting for an invitation to your life
So why don't we try again
Why don't we try again
Darling take my hand I promise you it won't be like before
But darling baby we can try again

And just pretend nothing happened
Let me look into your eyes
Then we'll kiss and take it slow
But I always knew that I love you

Let's Try Again

Made in September 2023

Video; https://youtu.be/32Zn2RlE3EE

Victory In Struggle

GENRES: Easy Listening | Electronic | Experimental

INSTRUMENTS: Keyboards | Synthesizers | Guitars | Vocals.

Born in São Paulo, Brazil, Evandro B. Lira, also known as “Vintage Mutation”, has been a musical explorer since he was nine years old, when he started his first music studies.
In 1990, he became a trombone player, participating in “jam session” meetings and joining with some gospels orchestras. In 1996 he began his studies in synthesizer keyboards, suffering the influence of the electric guitar since 1998, when he started composing his first songs.
Active researcher on the relationship between music and mysticism, revives his experiences since 2016, expanding his sounds from synthesizers and guitars, in order to rescue all the classic and “vintage” atmosphere, for consequent transmutation into contemporary tendencies.