Vaveyla Leily

libretto:
They whisper below the stone,
Their rhythm echoes through my bones.
Is it memory, or design?
The song they sing… could it be mine?


Footsteps fall where no one stands,
Fingers tremble  blood and sand.
Every shadow hums my name,
But every echo sounds the same.

They ask me things I cannot say,
Like where I was before decay.


Choir of the Abyss  sing me awake,
Pull me beneath what dreams can’t take.
Your rhythm binds the truth I’ve missed,
Beneath the crown  the abyss persists.



Their eyes are light, their voices cold,
They hum the sins I’ve left untold.
If I am queen, what world remains?
A throne of loss, a heart in chains.


The music bleeds, the mirrors crack,
I hear them sing  but can’t sing back.


Choir of the Abyss  sing me awake,
Pull me beneath what dreams can’t take.
Your rhythm binds the truth I’ve missed,
Beneath the crown  the abyss persists.

“You made us…”
“Forgot us…”
“Now remember…”
“Return…”

Choir of the Abyss

GLOOM

MERLIN – Diary Entry, 20.10.2025:
The desert taught me something silence never could —
that fullness isn’t about having more, it’s about being open.
When the air moves, it gives. When the light shifts, it gives.
Everything gives. Everything breathes.

This song is a reminder: one of the most essential states of being
is the awareness of abundance — the quiet knowing that life itself is enough.
When we stop asking, we start receiving.

The bass is the ground. The voice is the wind.
Together they remember what the world already knows:
there is no emptiness here, only flow, only giving, only life.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

Abundance (Desert Light)

You ever fall in love with someone who only exists between 2:00 a.m. and your favorite reverb plugin? Yeah, same.

Ladies and gentlemen… what you’re about to hear is not just music — it’s an electronic holiday for your emotions! 🌴

A rhythm so smooth, even my record player started to unbutton its collar and said,
“Let’s just float tonight.”

There’s a dub humming in the corner, a chillwave drifting through the curtains —
and suddenly you think,
“Wait… did I just fall in love with a reverb tail?”

The bass?
Like a freshly ironed beach towel.
The melody?
So soft it probably spent two weeks at a spa in southern Austria.
And that groove?
Dances like it had one too many gin tonics with Falco last night. 🍸

This track fits any occasion:
Breakfast in silk pajamas, romantic disappointment in low lighting, or the quiet realization that your life is just one long fade-out with style.

So go on — press play.
If, halfway through, you feel yourself floating gently through Wi-Fi into a pastel-colored sunset —
then, my friends, the music works. 🎶

Lyrics:

Ocean air and city lights,
you appear, then fade from sight.
Every word just slips away,
like summer rain at end of day.

You smile — and I forget the time,
we drift in sync but out of line.
No heavy thoughts, no grand appeal,
just soft confusion — when you’re real.

When you’re real, the rhythm slows,
I lose the ground, the feeling flows.
Like a samba in the heat,
half retreat and half heartbeat.
When you’re real, I disappear,
still I wish that you were near.
Dancing shadows, shifting hue —
I’m still somewhere close to you.

We never learn, we never plan,
I reach for air, you take my hand.
You say it’s fine, it’s just a phase,
but night keeps stealing all our days.

So let it hum, so let it be,
the sound of you, the sound of me.
The world spins slow, the colors steal,
I fade to rhythm — when you’re real.

When you’re real, the rhythm slows,
I lose the ground, the feeling flows.
Like a samba in the heat,
half retreat and half heartbeat.
When you’re real, I disappear,
still I wish that you were near.
Dancing shadows, shifting hue —
I’m still somewhere close to you.

Low tide, soft light,
touch me in a dream tonight.
Say no more, just breathe and feel —
I’m alive when you’re real.

When you’re real… I disappear.
When you’re real… I disappear.
Just a spark in the blue,
still dancing with you.

When You’re Real

Song Of My Soul - Deep House Session

Amir Danaei : Music, Production, Guitars & Bass 
Shahin fadaei :  Drums
Masroor Sheidaei : Mixing & Mastering
Mohsen Ameri : Cover art

Midnight Walker

Title: Ein Schatten Fällt (The Shadow Falls)

​Genre: Epic Metal Ballad / Emotional Rock
​Artist: Ai Lis Boa Art 

​Description:
"Ein Schatten Fällt" is a deeply introspective and epic metal ballad chronicling the human journey from despair to liberation. The song begins in the "cold night" of the soul, describing the carrying of "hidden wounds" and the weight of the world in a powerful mix of German and English. With lyrical themes of "Each breath a fight" and "A collective pain," it conveys universal suffering. The music builds from melancholic sounds to a fierce "storm" of anger that shatters the walls of pain, concluding in a hopeful, gentle light.

​Highlights: Dramatic build-up, honest bilingual lyrics, themes of struggle and final redemption. An intense track for those searching for light in the darkness.

​Focus Themes: Soul Struggle, Hope, Hidden Wounds, Liberation, Melancholy.




Titel: Ein Schatten Fällt (The Shadow Falls)
​Genre: Epic Metal Ballad / Emotional Rock
​Künstler: Ai Lis Boa Art 

​Beschreibung:
"Ein Schatten Fällt" ist eine zutiefst introspektive und epische Metal-Ballade, die die menschliche Reise von der Verzweiflung zur Befreiung zeichnet. Der Song beginnt in der "kalten Nacht" der Seele, beschreibt das Tragen "verborgener Wunden" und die Last der Welt in einem kraftvollen Mix aus Deutsch und Englisch. Mit lyrischen Phrasen wie "Ein jeder Atemzug ein Kampf" und "A collective pain" vermittelt er einen universellen Schmerz. Die Musik baut sich von melancholischen Klängen zu einem gewaltigen "Sturm" der Wut auf, der die Mauern des Leidens zerbricht und in einem hoffnungsvollen, sanften Licht endet.

​Höhepunkte: Dramatischer Aufbau, ehrliche zweisprachige Lyrik, Themen von Kampf und finaler Erlösung. Ein intensiver Track für alle, die in der Dunkelheit nach dem Licht suchen.

​Fokus-Themen: Seelenkampf, Hoffnung, Verborgene Wunden, Befreiung, Melancholie.
​

​#MetalBallad
​#EinSchattenFällt
​#EpicMetal
​#DeutschMetal
​#EmotionalMetal
​#Befreiung
​#Seelenkampf
​#Hope
​#PowerBallad
​#NeueMusik #AiLisBoaArt #ArtLisBoa 

Ein Schatten Fällt  /  the shadow falls

LAKE EFFECT – Winter Cities Under White Fire  
(Zimný deep house koncept / Winter deep house concept)

SK:
Tento album vznikol počas náhlej zimnej búrky, keď sa nad Veľkými jazerami zrodil lake-effect – biela stena snehu, ktorá prechádza z Kanady cez Erie, Buffalo, Cleveland, Chicago až po New York.  
Mráz, ticho miest, hučanie vetra medzi domami, prázdne ulice a autá stratené pod snehom.  
Hudba zachytáva ten pocit, keď zostane len kabát so zdvihnutým golierom, posledné teplo pod ním a dlhá cesta cez zamrznuté mesto.  
Emotívny deep house, dark minimal, hypnotické groove, zimná melanchólia.

EN:
This album was created during a sudden winter outbreak, when a lake-effect wall of snow forms over the Great Lakes and crashes down across Erie, Buffalo, Cleveland, Chicago, and New York.  
It captures the frozen silence of cities, the wind echoing between buildings, empty streets, buried cars, and the heavy quiet of a long winter night.  
A soundtrack for walking alone through a snow-covered city: emotional deep house, dark minimal textures, hypnotic rhythms and cinematic winter ambience.

Thank you for listening.  
Slavomir H-dMan Such
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4.-cleveland-sleeps-under-ice.

Davood Behboodi - Havaye Khooneh | داوود بهبودی - هوای خونه

fractured does not mean broken... 
its means becoming..

These are not for charts, this is not for fame. This is for the one who finds it and dreams with it. Even if only a single soul ever listens, the story will live.

Choir of the Abyss

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