This is very a moody vibe!! Like kind of reminds of remember girl with the dragon tattoo trailer music? It’s very cool

T02: Vines from a Coil

https://open.spotify.com/artist/2PQZgxpHZkqwBKIr6CBWCF?si=WyPiNvQrTOaGJ5fcUGiZiQ

I wrote a love song

From the moment a wandering light
Shined from five pounds scalding spirits

I partied to a birthday grave
A whim, smoking on a dream.
Things so so,
Focusing on the green.

Admiration has grown, 
I want to be vulnerable
Your psyche is carried out, through the mouth of a dream.

You never kneeled, bringing bleeding visions alive,
I won’t screen your pain in this life,
We know that carved out shoulders
Slow the fall

This modern love,
Keeps us away.

T04: Wandering Light

Who breathes for you?
Pull your heartstrings, through the loom.
Or so, your story goes.

Reason takes down the elements. We need to talk.
My mind could not, just runs -
Through every inch of your story of home.

New pulp of a funeral of whats now forgotten.
Only one time, it's enough.

I wish we could show what we know now.
Only your story now walks with a song.

Packing boxes, and velvet string - 
Stick to what we know.

This leaves you with this tune. Or as the story goes.

T05: Who Breathes For You?

Gritty, raw rock with a mix of garage and blues. Heavy riffs, underground vibes, and a throwback to classic sounds with a modern edge.

T07: Lights Out

Fuzzy, psychedelic rock with a raw edge. Lo-fi grooves, retro vibes, and heavy space. A soundtrack for the underground.

T08: Gaze

Verse 1:
On a windowsill, lies a pigeon's mother
Perched on a prayer, another, another
In a moment lies the fear, then we’re here
Flesh and bone, we just don't care
Slipping away like dust in the air

Chorus:
Death lies in glass, under rituals
Chasing ghosts, it’s so habitual
Searching for the reason, but we’re bound
As everything fades when finding the ground

Verse 2:
Static seams on the Holden screen
Holding hope, burning in between
The noise, the cracks, the manufactured sin
We’re all just liars, trapped within

Chorus:
Everything is fucked, but it’s okay
Aren’t we all just running astray?
Clawing at the mean, finding a way
Through this life that turns to fumes

Bridge:
Wires frayed, signals electric
Skin synthetic, thoughts eccentric
Break the cage, tear apart the schemes
Where’s the truth? It’s drowning in screams

Chorus (final):
Everything is fucked, but it’s okay
Are we all just wasting away?
We’re liars in the sky, turned to prey
Yet still, we rise, decay by decay

T11: Pigeon's Mother

T15: Work-In-Progress: 2024 Prerelease Album

F# Minor
150BPM

Verse 1:
I’ve been waiting
For your look
Crossing lines
With an open book–
Static lines, fallen tides,
Breaking sides
Out of your mind
Hold the rope, feel the lean,
Catch your heart, let it see.
We fake it all, then we hide,
Like a thorn in your side

Pre-Chorus:
Does it  matter now?
Catch your hand, no harm no fall
Chorus:Glass below, floor gives way,
Chasing moments, they don’t stay.
Grabbing tight, threads unwind,
Fading fast, but I don’t mind.

Verse 2:
Static lines, middle ground,
Just routine, going round.
Cracks and noise,and the fear
I don’t care, anymore..

Pre-Chorus:
Something lingers, through your fingers
Sun’s cold glare.
Chorus:Glass below, the floor gives way,
Chasing moments, they don’t stay.
Tangled tight, threads unwind,
Fading fast, but I don’t mind.

Bridge:
Frayed and raw, electric hum,
Thoughts collide, then they’re numb.

Outro:
Night moves on, I stay in stride,
Let it go, let things slide.
Not just marrow, there’s this spark,
Moving forward, out of park.
Open doors, untaken roads,
Searching truth, still unfolds.
I don’t mind, at all.

T17: Crossing Lines with an Open Book

Playing around with a sound.
0.0.1 0:30hr
0.0.2 1:30hr
0.0.3 2:00hr 
0.0.4 2:30hr - Added bassline
0.0.5 2:45hr - Cleaned up midi
0.0.6 3:15hr - Added vocals & cleaned up MIDI
0.0.7 3:30hr - Sped up compression, reverb, reduced attack values on vocals
0.0.8 4:00hr - Used FX to improve vocals
(Lyrics)
Verse 1:
Death comes in glass, beneath the floor,
Break the lock, but want for more.
Threads pull tight, then fade away,
I’m caught in your sway.

A spoken image that we made.
After-focus, burnt through the page.
Flash of black & white,
Caught in a dream of mine.  
Flesh to dust, we break & bend,
Chasing moments to the end.
Chorus: 
Death in glass, beneath the floor,
We break the lock, but want for more.
Threads pull tight, then fall away,
Caught in your restless sway.
Verse 2:
Static hum, a distant rain,
Holding your mouth against the flame.
Cracks in the mirror, truth untold,
Hide our sins beneath the cold.
—-------------
Lies we weave in silence grow,
The more we hide, the less we know.
Take it away, find it in the snow.
Point to the clouds while on the run.	
Chorus:
Death in glass, beneath the floor,
We break the lock, but want for more.
Threads pull tight, then fade away,
Caught in time’s relentless sway.

Bridge:
Frayed and raw, the wires hum,
Thoughts erratic, and senses numb.
Dance in fractured light,
Lost between the fate and time.

Rotated Focus (Work-In-Progress - 0.0.7)

Not a love song, when you barter to your grave.
Not a love song, when you smoke your dreams away.

Don’t be scared, mare of the levy - 
Here, again - The will to be free.

Your cycle, fear for this life
And your sacred will to die.
I drown like an animal, past the post,
And I walk the line.

Don’t be so bleak, scalded spirit
Mouth of dreams

Bleeding vision, blinding incision
Mulcere corpus

Nowhere to hide, ready to die

I drown like an animal, past the post
And I walk the line

Your cycle - fear for this life
Call it Spirit - and a mouth of the night
Bleeding vision - Will to be seen
Will for a above - Push me in.

Walk The Line

**Searching for a Record Deal**
**Most Tracks are Works-In-Progress**
IonisingTuna, hailing from Dublin, Ireland (now based in Berlin) drifts between the fringes of electronic ambient sound and experimental techno with some folk influences interspersed.

With a focus on texture and space, their music evolves from subtle pulses to chaotic energy. Unpredictable yet immersive, it’s a sound that unfolds in layers—something felt as much as heard.

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T04: Wandering Light

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