Name: Malware in the Garden (interlude) by Gn On Fyah
Duration: 1 min 16 s
Description: An industrial trap glitch: poisoned paradise, chants echo with cries, flowers of sound blooming in corrupted soil.

Lyrics :
"Hey Bartender"
(Verse 1) Hey bartender, I’m callin’ out to you, I’ve been prayin’, but you don’t hear me through. There’s a drinkin’ buddy, I’m lost in his charm, And I sip the whiskey poured from his arm. Every time he stirs from his drunken sleep, He grabs that bottle, takes another leap, And he pours me four for every tear I weep.
(Chorus) Oh, a weepin’ heart, torn apart by the miles, The one he loves is like a swayin’ pine. Sleepless nights and a soul in decline, Every thought of leavin’ makes him cry awhile. Why’s he cryin’ over things that ain’t come yet? Why’s he mournin’ for the sun that ain’t set?
(Verse 2) My eyes are dimmed, I can’t see no more, Since you left, the moonlight feels unsure. These tears run long, they blur my sight, And my broken heart joins the fight. Now I’m battlin’ sorrow and the pain of desire, A hopeless dream, a burnin’ fire.
(Chorus) Oh, a weepin’ heart, torn apart by the miles, The one he loves is like a swayin’ pine. Sleepless nights and a soul in decline, Every thought of leavin’ makes him cry awhile. Why’s he cryin’ over things that ain’t come yet? Why’s he mournin’ for the sun that ain’t set?
(Bridge) My folks keep sayin’ I’m a fool for this ache, They laugh and tell me it’s all just a fake. But my pain’s too real, I can’t make it less, It’s the hope and despair of this emptiness. A heart that burns, a tear that won’t stop, Knows its sins but won’t own up to the lot.
(Outro) Hey, you who turns away when I sing, My love for you’s growin’ in the spring. Don’t you dare call my love a lie, This heart beats true ‘til the day I die.

"Hey Bartender" is a soulful country ballad that captures the raw emotions of heartache, longing, and unspoken love. With vivid imagery of whiskey-fueled nights and tear-streaked faces, it tells the story of a weary soul pouring out their heart to a silent listener the bartender. This deeply emotional song is a tribute to unfulfilled love, the ache of separation, and the hope that lingers in the shadows of despair. A perfect blend of storytelling and melody, it resonates with anyone who's ever loved and lost.

The Bartenders on Youtube : https://youtube.com/@thebartenders-q8t?si=_7kRrKJdGCYWc3Ao
"Hey Bartender"on  Youtube : https://youtu.be/ZcfDMITGpF0?si=hJcwiSWhWJsb7weu!

Hey Bartender! (Original Version)

A market of galaxies, where celestial merchants trade in stardust and forgotten wisdom. An eclectic mix of Middle Eastern scales and glitchy electronica evoke a sense of exploration.

The vast cosmic souk (Remastered)

 "Rider in the Storm"

A storm-laden ballad wrapped in mystery and hardship, "Rider in the Storm" tells the story of a soul wandering through the chaos of life, burdened by the weight of past battles and unanswered prayers. The verses are steeped in eerie folk storytelling, while the chorus delivers a powerful blues-rock punch. Tom Rasheed’s vocals carry a sense of weary resilience, rising and falling like a preacher’s last sermon under a sky full of thunder. With its brooding guitar riffs, atmospheric organ swells, and evocative lyrics, this track channels the essence of classic rock infused with the raw, dark edge of country blues.

Lyrics :
Rider in the Storm
(Verse 1) Oh brother, I’m caught in the battle, My coat’s torn, but the war ain't done. Oh brother, I’m caught in the battle, My hands are empty, but I can't run.
(Chorus) And if the fog rolls in too heavy, And time turns stranger than before, Will you stand where the road is broken, And paint my house in white once more?
(Verse 2) They whispered names down by the river, Old folks crying tears of stone. The past don’t fade, it lingers longer, Like a ghost with no way home.
(Chorus) And if the fog rolls in too heavy, And time turns stranger than before, Will you stand where the road is broken, And paint my house in white once more?
(Bridge) The wind howls like a lonesome preacher, Sermons ‘bout the price of sin. Mercy’s rare like rain in August, And the vultures circle in.
(Verse 3) Some stole my mind, some stole my freedom, Some just laughed and drank it dry. Left me standing in the crossfire, With no soul to hear me cry.
(Outro) How can a man walk through the valley, When the ground keeps fallin’ through? How can a heart find peace in silence, When silence sings the devil’s tune?

Lyricist  : Johnny D. / Nass El Ghiwan


Rider in the Storm

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Gn On Fyah is a Moroccan–Russian–Singaporean DJ trio born in Marrakech and raised on chaos. The lineup is Farid (Morocco), Vogne (Russia), and Bbang (Singapore) three minds from three worlds, colliding in one sound.

Their philosophy is simple: beats are bullets, folklore is fire, words are weapons. They do not aim to please; they aim to disrupt. Every set is a battlefield where North African trance, Russian steel, and Asian cadence clash and fuse.

On stage, they are reckless yet precise, fearless yet calculated. Their sound moves between industrial trap, cyberpunk grit, glitch-heavy textures, and dark minimal techno, but always anchored in ritual and trance. For Gn On Fyah, music isn’t entertainment it’s confrontation, initiation, and survival.

This is not a project. It’s a pact. Gn On Fyah stand for turning culture into fire and fire into rhythm.

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