Music, mix & lyrics Guiville
Vocals Oksana
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Tangled in the quiet,
The world is made of glass,
Moving like a memory,
Through moments that won’t pass.
Colours bleed in slow collapse,
Weightless in the blue,
Every sound is distant now,
Like echoes falling through.

I feel underwater,
Drifting in the dark,
Breathing in the silence
Like it’s tearing me apart.
No one sees me sinking,
No one hears the sound,
Of a heart that beats
Where light can’t reach the ground.

Streetlights bend like willow trees,
In currents made of time,
Your name dissolves inside my chest,
But never leaves my mind.
My voice is just a ripple now,
It never makes it far,
Just slips beneath the surface,
Like we forgot who we are.

I feel underwater,
Lost inside the grey,
Swallowed by the stillness
That never floats away.
No one sees me falling,
No one knows I’m here,
Just a shadow flickering
In tides that disappear.

Can you feel me through the shimmer?
Can you pull me to the light?
Or am I meant to fade forever,
In this slow and silent night?

I’m underwater…
But maybe that’s alright.
The deeper I go,
The less I need the sky.

Underwater with You

You think I'm docile, a puppet on your string?
A little secret, a song you love to sing?
I see the glances, the whispers in the air
A little darkness, you think I wouldn't care?
Yeah, I can feel it, the shift within your gaze
Lost in cheap thrills, caught in a desperate maze.

You're walking on a fault line, cracks begin to show
A dangerous game you're playing, where do you think you'll go?
My patience is a powder keg, ticking soft and low
There's something primal, you don't even know...

DON'T YOU DARE CHEAT ON ME! OH NO!
YOU'RE PLAYING WITH A FIRE YOU CAN'T CONTROL!
I'LL UNLEASH A FURY DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL!
OH, DON'T YOU DARE MESS WITH ME!
'CAUSE YOU HAVE NO IDEA, NO GHOST OF A CLUE!
WHAT HELL I'M CAPABLE OF, WHEN I'M COMING FOR YOU!

You taste the poison, you call it sweet desire
But every step you're taking, you're lighting up my pyre
I've seen the monster, living in my head
And if you wake it up, darling, you're walking dead.
I'm not a victim, I clawed my way out whole
And trust me, baby, I've got a blacker hole.

You're walking on a fault line, cracks begin to show
A dangerous game you're playing, where do you think you'll go?
My patience is a powder keg, ticking soft and low
There's something primal, you don't even know...

DON'T YOU DARE CHEAT ON ME! NO!
YOU'RE PLAYING WITH A FIRE YOU CAN'T CONTROL!
I'LL UNLEASH A FURY DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL!
OH, DON'T YOU DARE MESS WITH ME!
'CAUSE YOU HAVE NO IDEA, NO GHOST OF A CLUE!
WHAT HELL I'M CAPABLE OF, WHEN I'M COMING FOR YOU!

They say I'm psycho, they say I'm too much
But you pushed the trigger, you broke the sacred touch
This ain't a warning, it's a cold, hard, spoken truth
There's a monster sleeping, buried in my youth
And it's waking up now, hearing your deceit
Get ready, baby, for the bitter, bitter heat!

DON'T YOU DARE CHEAT ON ME! (NO! NO!)
YOU'RE PLAYING WITH A FIRE YOU CAN'T CONTROL! (YOU CAN'T!)
I'LL UNLEASH A FURY DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL! (MY SOUL!)
OH, DON'T YOU DARE MESS WITH ME!
'CAUSE YOU HAVE NO IDEA! NO GHOST OF A CLUE!
WHAT HELL I'M CAPABLE OF, WHEN I'M COMING FOR YOU!




Don´t you dare cheat on me

Don´t you dare Cheat on me

Autor / Composer : Karl Heimgartner Dat / July / 04 / 2025 / © Copyright
Artist: Carlito Home 
Genre: LO-FI - Jazz
Single: 2025
Instrumental; Karl Heimgartner  
Title: In the Quiet of the Evening
Track :  06

Mixing by  Karl Heimgartner  Studio One 5 Professional
Mastering with Newfangled Audio Bundle by Karl Heimgartner 

In the Quiet of the Evening

Profondo Nero

I feel Love

i feel love

This is the fourth track off There to here (Part 3)
"Rivers flow by” is a reflective journey through time, memory, and resilience—told through the gentle pull of water and the rhythm of change. With lyrics that echo like ripples on a quiet stream, Phil Bowen blends soulful storytelling with natural imagery to explore how life moves forward, even when we’re standing still.
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Vocals, guitars and keyboards: Phil Bowen

There to here  Pt. 3

Rivers flow by

Rivers flows by

OK, we know we’re probably annoying you dropping songs non-stop, but the summer break is finally coming, so this is the second to last one. Tomorrow, we’ll release another track in collaboration with The Beautiful Dark, complete with a video, and then we’ll take a break.🤟
Hell on Earth reflects the heartbreaking reality faced by millions caught in conflicts that tear cities apart and shatter lives. This song doesn’t take sides, not because we don’t care, but because we believe it’s not wise to claim to fully understand such complex and devastating situations without living them firsthand. Instead, it holds up a mirror to the human cost of war, where innocent voices get lost beneath collapsing skies and silent screams.😔
We stand with all those living on the edge of hell, hoping for a future where justice and peace aren’t barricaded by violence and fear. We wrote this track not to divide, but to remind us all of the urgent need for empathy, awareness, and the courage to hope, even when hell feels dangerously close.
Oh, just to be clear (since it’s happened with other songs before): the higher vocal parts are not sung by Mary, they’re all Tom. Mary does the backing vocals, and of course, she’s also the one going wild on guitar.🎸
One more thing about the genre: SoundCloud only offers a few broad options, and this track blends several genres and subgenres. So yeah, sorry dear metalheads if we picked “Metal” as the genre. Feel free to roll your eyes, but honestly, it felt like the only one that truly fit (..more or less)! 😌
Peace!✌️
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on August 8, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

We stand beneath collapsing skies,
While sirens slice the breathless dark.
Steel and flame in children's eyes,
Ashes fall where once grew parks.

We see mothers hold their breath,
Smoke replaces lullabies.
It’s not our soil, but we still feel
The echo of their silent cries.

They’re living on the edge of hell.
No flags can shield from what we see.
The cities burn, and clear as a bell,
It’s not a dream, it’s the edge of hell.

We read the screens, the endless scroll,
Where hope and fear are pixel-blurred.
From shattered towns to border walls,
The same old scream remains unheard.

No gods, no peace, just shattered ground.
Hope stitched in cloth and battlegrounds.
We watch through glass, we barely speak,
As one more future starts to leak.

They’re living on the edge of hell.
No bloodline shared, but we still bleed.
Bombs and silence cast their spell,
Dragging truth to the edge of hell.

No border stops a breaking heart.
The fire jumps from spark to spark.
From phone to soul, we feel the weight.
This fight is real and it won't wait.

Still standing on the edge of hell,
With shattered oaths and silent screams.
We light a match, we wish them well,
But deep inside we know what it means.

Maybe one day this war will fade,
And justice won’t be barricade.
But tonight we watch and damn, it’s near:
Hell’s not gone. It’s always here!

Hell on Earth

Watch the 📹Video: https://youtu.be/PhE7afina30👈
Lyrics interpretation, here: https://beatingedge.blogspot.com/2025/08/vacant-stares-interpretation-of-lyrics.html
Here we are with our last track of the month.
Lately, Carl @thebeautifuldark has been working on some important projects to raise awareness about the indiscriminate use of AI in the world of art. This track came from deep conversations between us, exploring themes of identity, authenticity, and the growing trend of music that’s “AI-made” but never truly felt or played.

Vacant Stares is a cryptic, cult-like vision of a digital future, where prompters replace creators, and artistic expression is reduced to hollow commands.
Blank stares. Selfish prayers. Fake songs for simulated feelings.
This track is a warning. A question. A reversed ritual.
It asks you: who are you, when you no longer use your own voice?

The song is divided into two parts:

Beating Edge's part:
It’s gothic, cinematic, full of ritualistic and unsettling imagery. The atmosphere evokes abandoned temples, secret cults, carved symbols… with that sense of existential disorientation like “they’re initiating me into something but I don’t know what.”
It feels like a lucid nightmare or a hallucination induced by an intelligence simulating spirituality.
Carl’s part:
More brutal, direct, anti-establishment. Almost a rap/spoken-word poem loaded with accusations towards those who use AI in a sterile, heartless way. “Selfish prayers / Fake / Unfair” hit like punches in the gut in just four words. It’s the awakening from hypnosis.

Let’s reflect! And use AI as a tool to amplify art, not to replace it!
Love you all!🫶

Lyrics:

(Tom)

Veil of whispers, carved in stone
Guiding hands, but I'm alone
Golden masks and hollow eyes
Chanting words that crystallize

Candles flicker, shadows climb
Marble echoes bend through time
Steps resound in hollow halls
Silent lips behind the walls

And they move like ghosts through the fevered air
With their silver robes and their vacant stares
Do I kneel, do I run, do I play along?
Or is this the place where I belong?

Smoke is rising, threads unwind
Painted symbols twist my mind
Fingers trace the silent vow
No way back, it's over now

And they move like ghosts through the fevered air
With their silver robes and their vacant stares
Do I kneel, do I run, do I play along?
Or is this the place where I belong?

A voice like thunder in my head
Tells me secrets left unsaid
A crimson door, a silver knife
A choice to stay or trade my life

Lights go dim, the world dissolves
A hollow chant, a fate evolves
In the mirror, I can't see
Is that me, or what's left of me?

(Carl - The Beautiful Dark)

Vacant stares
Selfish prayers
Fake
Unfair

Unnatural wear
Expressionless
Ghost digital smile
Simulated pain
You making fake dog pile

Guesses pluggs in
Self matrix is made
Showing young kids
Their artist mind grave

Not on our watch
Sing your own feeling
Talk your reflections
Save children's true meanings

Feeding them new
They'll amplify this
They'll stay plugged out
All now's reminisce

Prompters, have that reckoning
With fake thoughts you feeding

Respect the souls of past inspire
Their spirit will help you transcend the mire

Vacant Stares

Official Music Video

"Light and Life" is a bilingual journey of rapture, remembrance, and release - blending English and Hebrew in a cinematic indie-pop ballad. The lyrics echo the final trumpet call, as souls rise like sparks into eternity. Ethereal vocals drift through reverb-drenched piano, glowing strings, and ambient textures, capturing the bittersweet moment of being called home. No graves. No veils. Only light, memory, and divine reunion. A song for those left in wonder... and those already gone in peace.

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Light and Life, Lyrics:

After the trumpet split the dawn
we rose like sparks from shaken coal
the clouds became a wedding road
ושמים נפתחו כמו וילון בהיר
The Sovereign calls, Beloved, come
והשלום הוכתר על מצחנו.

Hush, the air still rings with glory
truth like water, חכמה כמו תפילה

Light and Life, sing over me
let winds unbind my bones.
If I disappear, it’s into clarity,
a flash of love that carries me home
No grave can hold, no veil can hide
אנחנו נאספים בעננים ורואים אותם קמים
hello sunrise, Light and Life

In a twinkling, saints arise, caught up together
love unbroken, שמים פתוחים

Old things fall, new wings lift like doves
If I go first, know I went
בשמחה ובאהבה, remember me
לא כנעדרת, אלא כצומחת לחירות

Light and Life

Para escuchar la versión con MV  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/c20e13d4-757b-4f21-99aa-5a20f8ba1f51
Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/amanecer
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/amanecer-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/amanecer-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión boceto cine  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/boceto-cine-6

AMANECER

Empieza a amanecer
y el sol se asoma lentamente
por entre las montañas,
dando paso a la mañana.

Perdido en las tinieblas
contemplo mi pueblo y a sus tierras
que conforme viene el día
se van llenando de vida.

Estribillo

Me gusta ver cómo amanece
y con calma esperar que venga el día
el canto del grillo se muere
en cambio el del gallo se anima

Me gusta ver nacer el alba
y sentir el frescor de la mañana
los rayos del sol en mi cara
la tranquilidad en mi alma.

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El día comenzó
y se ven las aves junto al cielo
expresan con sus trinos 
la alegría de vivirlo.

Contento y satisfecho
emprendo el camino de regreso
y cuando despierta el pueblo 
es cuando yo cojo el sueño.

Estribillo

DAWN

Dawn begins
and the sun slowly peeks
over the mountains,
giving way to morning.

Lost in the darkness
I contemplate my town and its lands
which, as the day comes,
are filled with life.

Chorus

I like to watch the dawn
and calmly wait for the day to come
the cricket's song dies
but the rooster's comes alive

I like to see the dawn break
and feel the freshness of the morning
the sun's rays on my face
the tranquility in my soul.

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The day has begun
and the birds can be seen against the sky
expressing with their songs
the joy of living it.

Happy and satisfied
I start my way back
and when the town wakes
that's when I fall asleep.

Chorus

Amanecer AC

Dreamy. Psychedelic. Soulful. It's the kind of music that washes over you like a warm tide, pulling you into a hazy, sun-drenched daze. This is indie-pop with a cosmic twist, blending shimmering synths and reverb-soaked guitars with a smooth, soulful groove. It’s perfect for late-night drives, lazy Sunday afternoons, or anytime you want to get lost in a soundscape that's both melancholic and uplifting.

Spotify

Didn’t Hurt

Solo artist/producer from Swindon, UK - dabbling in sounds while others sing. No idea what I’m doing 😉. Love to all who listen, comment, and repost! x
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