Here's another song about everything and nothing. Musically, I'm still a bit quiet... I hope you find the right moment to listen to it... It's not exactly high-energy, I admit.

Searching for some light divine

Behind the Legend

"Et, du haut des falaises, me penchant
Sur l’anse verte, mauve, rose et rouge,
Dans le faux jour oblique du couchant,
C’est vous encore que je vois, taches qui bougent"
Sabine Sicaud

Wild Soft and Blue

No More Words

tells

In memory of a beloved doggy.
At the end she fell asleep in my Granddaughters arms.
Where do Dogs go

Today we have lost a dear friend,
it was a friend that we loved so much.
I am sure that she is in heaven for dogs
and I believe that she looks at us every day
that lies ahead in the future. 
We will remenber all days we had
together with this lovely friend


I remember the first time when we met.
It was a summer day when they did arrive.
She was comfortably lying in my daughter’s knee.
It was obvious that she loved her masters
and the expression in her face was sweet.
We will remenber all days we had
together with this lovely friend


Her little sister is searching for her
and she can smell her scent everywhere,
in every corner inside and outside their home
and when she doesn’t find her sister she starts to grief.
She can still feel the love from her,
and now You know where dogs will go
after fulfilling their duty in life

Lyrics in Swedish

Vart tar hundarna vägen?

Idag har vi förlorat en kär vän,
det var en vän som vi älskade så mycket.
Jag är säker på att hon är i himlen för hundar
och jag tror att hon ser på oss alla dagar
som ligger framför oss i framtiden.
Vi kommer att minnas alla dagar vi hade
tillsammans med denna underbara vän

Jag minns första gången när vi träffades,
det var en sommardag när de kom.
Hon låg bekvämt i min dotters knä.
Det var uppenbart att hon älskade sina ägare
och uttrycket i hennes ansikte var ljuvt.
Vi kommer att minnas alla dagar vi hade
tillsammans med denna underbara vän


Hennes lillasyster letar efter henne
och hon kan känna hennes doft överallt,
i varje hörn både inomhus och utanför deras hem
och när hon inte hittar sin syster börjar hon sörja.
Hon kan fortfarande känna kärleken från henne.
Och nu vet du vart hundar kommer att ta vägen
efter att ha uppfyllt sin plikt i livet

Where do Dogs go - 2025-11-10 14.47

Loki of the skies, your fire burns untamed,  
Your voice is thunder, your chaos unchained,  
Through clouds of fury, your laughter cries,  
Forever free—Loki of the skies....

⚡️ Loki of the Skies

Did you ever fear the blank page ? i often do !

Shut up and play !

When doubt suddenly grips me
a blank page
not a single note
my head falters
and then everything freezes

When suddenly the desire eludes me
I can't find the words for my chords
there's no point in lying to myself

Then comes
despair
I can't even move my fingers anymore
I'm really just doing anything
but sometimes I still hear a little voice
that near me
whispers softly
Shut up and play!

When giving it all up is tempting
yes, it's silly
I agree
but I can't help it when it haunts me
Envoyer des commentaires
Panneaux latéraux
Historique
Enregistrées

Tais Toi Et Joue ! (Translated)

In “By Freyja’s Fire”, an English warrior and a Viking shieldmaiden discover that their souls are forever entwined. Their first meeting — amid the chaos of the Battle of Stamford Bridge in 1066 — ignites a love that defies death and time. Nearly a thousand winters later, their spirits find each other again, reborn beneath modern skies.

Blending Norse myth and reincarnated love, this cinematic ballad fuses ancient drums, haunting strings, and ethereal harmonies with a modern, electronic edge. It’s a song of destiny, sacrifice, and eternal connection — where the old gods still whisper through the ages.

BY FREYJA'S FIRE

[Verse 1]
Until the day your eyes met mine,
I thought one heart could only find,
One love each life to beat in time —
But I was wrong, when your eyes met mine,
Did you feel that spark divine?

[Verse 2]
From distant shores are you and I,
Yet speak as one beneath the sky.
A soul both strong and frail I find,
To love with fire — not to bind.

[Chorus]
By Freyja’s fire, our hearts entwine,
In different lives, our souls aligned.
Through blood and time, my spirit flows,
A life reborn the old gods chose.
And now we stand, both pure and new,
To love again — so fierce, so true.
For once before, beneath that sky,
At Stamford Bridge in 1066 — you caught my eye.
It was then our fates became combined,
Forever bound, our souls entwined.

[Verse 3]
Can you see me through your eyes?
Don’t you know, the gods decide.
When our mortal days are done,
We’ll feast with Odin ’neath the sun.

[Verse 4]
Then we’ll rise and live again,
And I’ll find my heart’s best friend.
For we are bound beyond all sound,
To love and honour the bond we’ve found.

[Chorus]
By Freyja’s fire, our hearts entwine,
In different lives, our souls aligned.
Through blood and time, my spirit flows,
A life reborn the old gods chose.
And now we stand, both pure and new,
To love again — so fierce, so true.
For once before, beneath that sky,
When swords were crossed in 1066 — you caught my eye.
A thousand winters since that day,
Our spirits found their home this way.
It was then our fates became combined,
Forever bound, our souls entwined.

It was then our fates became combined,
Forever bound, our souls entwined.
Forever bound, our souls entwined.
Our souls entwined.

Dean R. Chandler
12.11.2025

By Freyja’s Fire

Found it by a moss stump, cold as morning frost
Pocketed the treasure like a pilgrim who got lost
Used it as a tent peg, held the nylon in the breeze
Then stirred a bowl of camp soup with its stubborn rubber tease

Kicked it once for judgement,
Kept it for the cause

Butt plug—forest-grade, multi-use solution
Trailside relic fueling quiet revolution
Hold my tarp, fix my boot, jam it in the stew
Butt plug—found art, screaming back at you

Wedged it in a birch crack where a squirrel threw a fit
Used it as a thumb grip when my lighter wouldn’t lit
Hammered in a nail with its medically smooth dome
Then plugged a leaking water can and lugged the thing back home

Sanitized with camp smoke,
Raised it like a flag

Butt plug—forest-grade, multi-use solution
Trailside relic fueling quiet revolution
Hold my tarp, fix my boot, jam it in the stew
Butt plug—found art, screaming back at you

Protest on a tree stump, held it high like proof
Chanted at the ravens perched above me on the roof
Used it as a drumstick on a rusted metal plate
Then waved it in defiance at society’s mandate

Every tool’s a weapon,
If the forest says it is

Butt plug—forest-grade, multi-use solution
Trailside relic fueling quiet revolution
Hold my tarp, fix my boot, jam it in the stew
Butt plug—found art, screaming back at you

Or, you know, stick it in your ass?


Butt Plug

#songwriter #alternative #folkrock

Lyrics: 

Please 
I’m hurting more than I can say
Please, please 
Come take this hurt away
Please help me
I know you aren’t around for me
But I need someone to help
pull this pain from me

Ohhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhh
Huhuhuhuhuhuhuh

Please
Ummmmmm
Please, please 
Not gonna make it alone
Please help … me
not gonna be able to take it
I know your world is ending soon
I’ll follow you until you disappear

Please
Take me away from here
Please, please
They hate me here
Nowhere to go 
But down…….
Please help me.

Ohhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhh
Huhuhuhuhuhuhuh
Please
Please 
Please

nowhere but down

Love music as much as air. I am writing & creating  my own music with the help of Ai tools. Hope you will listen to some of them.
Songwriter. Folk pop indie soft rock. Emotional. Female artist.

nowhere but down

ilasky

Recent comments

Anjmo

codawolf

AccessDenied

Somewhere77'

Related tracks