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Viper Groove

Produced by Mark Xenophontos 

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos 

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Why do you travel...

Why do you travel the world?
To find the missing piece?
You think you'll find it somewhere
Something to make you complete?

But wait, take a step back
Look around and see
All the things you missed
The things that could have been

The blossom of the tree
It's the details you miss
When you think there's something better
It's the truth you wish

God told me to make life simple
'Cause He wants me to come HOME!
No more searching for belonging
'Cause in Him I'll be known
Only one thing can change
The home worth fighting for

I went to France and Belgium
Down to Spain
But wherever I went
The pain felt the same

Searching for love
In all the wrong places
When I should have looked up
And found His graces

The blossom of the tree
It's the details you miss
When you think there's something better
It's the truth you wish

God told me to make life simple
'Cause He wants me to come HOME!
No more searching for belonging
'Cause in Him I'll be known
Only one thing can change
The home worth fighting for

What a fool to think
That running could change it all
What a fool to think
That distance could heal it all
I was so lost, so blind
But now I know...
Now I KNOW!

Now I see the path was always there
Right beneath my feet
All those miles I walked away from You
Just to find my way back home
Just to find my way back home

God told me to make life simple
'Cause He wants me to come HOME!
No more searching for belonging
'Cause in Him I'll be known

God told me to make life simple
'Cause He wants me to come HOME!
No more searching for belonging
'Cause in Him I'll be known
Only one thing can change
The home worth fighting for
The home worth fighting for!

The home worth fighting for...
Just to find my way back home...
The home worth fighting for...

The Home Worth Fighting For

PANOPTICUM is a sharp, rebellious track that stares straight into the eyes of modern life.
Surveillance, distraction, digital numbness – this song doesn’t lecture, it observes.
With fast-paced lyrics and a cinematic pulse, Panopticum paints a world that feels too familiar to ignore.
It’s not about noise – it’s about clarity.
No clichés. No escape. Just a quiet fire burning underneath.
This is not just a song – it’s a mirror.


PANOPTICUM ist ein messerscharfer, rebellischer Track, der der Gegenwart direkt ins Gesicht blickt.
Überwachung, Reizüberflutung, digitale Taubheit – dieser Song erhebt nicht die Stimme, er sieht genau hin.
Mit treibenden Zeilen und filmischer Atmosphäre zeichnet Panopticum ein Bild der Welt, das zu vertraut ist, um wegzuschauen.
Keine Floskeln. Kein Entkommen. Nur ein leises Feuer, das unter der Oberfläche brennt.
Das ist nicht einfach ein Song – das ist ein Spiegel.

Panopticum

Everyone at times wishes we had a second chance once in a while. Unfortunately more often than not we don't, so make the best of everything in your life and have no regrets later.

Second Chances Would Be Sublime

Streetlights fade the dawn takes hold
Tires hum stories untold
Coffee steam rising like a ghost
This city never stops it boasts...

Monday Momentum

🎵 Bikeriders
by The Mainside Project

Engines roaring at the break of day
Cigarette lit, eyes chasing the grey
Worn-out jackets, stories on their skin
They live fast, no need to fit in

Burning the blacktop, no looking behind
On curves of fate, they’re forged and refined

Bikeriders — riding into the flame
Hearts are beating like a runaway train
Through deserts, storms, and city lights
They chase the road, no end in sight
Bikeriders — soul, machine, and fire

Love that’s wild, gone with the breeze
Tales told over beer and gasoline
Every mile’s a scream of truth
No regrets, just the hunger of youth

The wind is the anthem, the throttle’s their prayer
Fuel in their veins, no fear, just dare

Bikeriders — riding into the flame
Hearts are beating like a runaway train
Through deserts, storms, and city lights
They chase the road, no end in sight
Bikeriders — soul, machine, and fire

They ain’t heroes, they ain’t thieves
Just men chasing what they believe
With the weight of the road on their back
Still laughing loud down every track

Bikeriders — brothers of the storm
From mountain cold to desert warm
No maps, just instincts in control
They are the journey, the fire, the soul
Bikeriders — forever on the roll

Bikeriders

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Songwriter/lyricist/musician. Not so diluted to think I am a great singer, but give it my best. All instruments and vocals on my recordings, including all mistakes, are my doing. Just love the process and the message. Hope you enjoy something here. 

Second Chances Would Be Sublime

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