This is so good I like it air great job keep it up

wow, i love it , sooo cool track and lyrics

Amazing track!  Love the vibe and emotion.  Looking forward to hearing more

Love the use of space and softness, creates a great sense of depth.

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7 years later, I still can't believe my heart did this. Believe it or not, when I was resurrected, I was plaque with a curse. Even my host was effected by it. I'll be caught dead if I said it didn't effect me mentally. The heart you see in my hand was actually corrupted. Tirek was the one who caused it. Everytime my host used me, their body leaves a mark representing their sacrifice. Man was it painful on them, and to be honest, I can't believe they used me at all. But nothing beats my host who I can proudly call my avatar now. After our final battle, we realized gone MIA for 2 weeks now. We got a little concerned, and went out to look for them. We didn't find them, but we did found a lot of skeletons in their closet, some big then others. Me and Gohaku went to our house to chill on the roof top. Sadly our view of the sky was blocked by Applebloom. She was telling us her sister and her friends was in trouble and they needed our help. She was going to tell us where they were until Alteron's goons snatched her away, I called my boy sand made a logical point by traveling to the castle. We went to Celestia's castle and saw her with the girls. But wait theirs more! Alteron was there with his goons to reek havoc incase shit goes south. It sounded like they was making a deal, but it was cut short by me. My host lost full control of me, and I took over his body thorugh the duration of operation save their asses for the umptieth time. Me punching the shit out of Alteron caused his goons to come after me, and it also made the castle crumble on it's self... ops... Hey at least I saved their ass... well sort of. Everybody there escaped upset Twilight, she was the only one who got clocked by a falling bolder. But thanks to be the nice guy that I barely am, I saved her. That's when a sparked a new arc for us, when we was roaming around looking for her friends, we actually grew close to each other as time passed by. When I saved close to everybody, I read one of their secrets about how they made a deal with Alteron. If they killed me off, their kingdom will have full magic again, and he'll leave them alone for good. At first I was mad at them, but I forgave them, and felt bad for how badly we beaten them. No seriously, I beat them baaaaaaad. All of us came up with a plan to raid Equeatria together to take on Alteron. Our raiding idea worked, but man, we fought tooth to nail against him. Bodies was hitting the floor, heads busted open, limbs broken, and spirits was hurt. Alteron had me on edge when we fought. It's like no matter how hard I hit him, he was left with no scars, That all changed when he destroyed the tree of harmony. The tree of harmony was our only hope to drain his energy, but it was gone. I was very angry with myself, it was my fault that it happened, he made it worse by damn near killing Fluttershy. Let's just say, my anger got so strong, I turned into my man slaughter form, and the more he hit me, the more stronger I gotten, Alteron was getting a little scared of me, even my friends was too. They was trying to calm me down before I destroyed the whole country. I don't know what sparked an idea, but something told me I show take my heart out and give it to Fluttershy to bring her back to full heath, and it worked. It made me so happy that it actually gave me a new and approved heart, aaaaaand it brought my Walking Onslaughts back. Thanks to that happening, it caused a huge big bang where it brought the tree back to life, and I was able to unlock the girls ultimate forms. We all combined out powers together to kill Alteron with one last final blow. Alteron was close to death, I approached him, and he said he was sorry, he gave me a hug as a sign of sorryness, he asked can he forgive him. I said sure, I pat him on the shoulder and RIPPED HIS HEAD OFF! Of course that caused a surge of disturbance with the crew. But to be fair, with the amount of hell he out me through, I'll never forgive him.

Heart Of Harmony

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Come Home

🎙️ A Father’s Voice from the Shadows. A Lullaby for a Girl Born of Chaos. A Requiem for Power.

“More Than Power” is Silco’s soul-laid-bare confession to Jinx — not as a king, not as a warlord — but as her father.

Over smoky Rhodes chords and a cinematic soul groove, this track burns with the tension between empire and emotion, control and compassion.

💔 It’s what happens when a man forged in vengeance chooses love over legacy — when the feared becomes the fragile.

From torch-lit whispers to gospel-soaked cries, Silco confesses the impossible:

He gave up Zaun’s liberation for one broken, brilliant girl.

🩸💥 Featuring:

🎹 Left-hand Rhodes + muted horns

🎸 Grit-soaked guitar licks

🔥 Full band swells with gospel backing

🎤 Smoky vocals that crack under truth

🎻 Final string crescendo that bleeds redemption

❝I walked through fire with blood on my name…❞
❝But you weren’t a weapon. You made me a man.❞

This isn’t a  Revolutionary's  theme.
This is a father’s last prayer.

🎧 Best played alone, with headphones, and a memory of someone you’d burn heaven for.

#ArcaneInspired #SilcoAndJinx #FoundFamily #AntiHeroAnthem #OneHandedComposer #ZaunSoul #MythicPop #BrokenBeauty #CinematicSoul
✨LYRICS BELOW✨
Mmm... I walked through fire with blood on my name,
Built my life in shadows, wore that crown of shame.
Taught to rule with fear, to strike before the pain…
But child, your laugh broke through that chain.
You weren’t a weapon, not a piece in my plan —
You were the one who made me a man.

Your eyes —
They showed me all I lost…
And I would pay whatever the cost.

More than power, more than pride,
I’d break every rule just to keep you alive.
No gang, no war, no place I hide
Could match the fire in your eyes.
Jinx, my chaos, my calm,
My bruised little song…
You taught your father what it means to be strong.
Yeah, for you...
For you, my storm.

I taught you how to fight, how to wear the mask,
Told you love was weakness — never dared to ask.
But when you held back, when you showed your fear,
I saw the strength in letting someone near.
I shaped our world with violence and schemes,
But you gave it meaning — you gave it dreams.

You needed a father,
Not a soldier, not a king…
And daughter, you gave me
Something hope could bring.

More than power, more than pride,
I’d burn this whole damn city just to stay by your side.
No gold, no throne, no twisted tide
Could keep this love I can’t hide.
Jinx, my fire and ash,
My thunder, my crash…
You showed me love in a world built to pass.
For you…
Yeah, for you, my blood.

Let 'em call me monster,
Let 'em write my story wrong…
If your heart beats free,
Then my name can be gone.
I ain’t no hero — never played it clean…
But I’d fall again to guard your dream.

More than power, more than pride,
I’d tear down heaven just to see you thrive.
No gods, no fate, no past I hide
Could turn me from your side.
Jinx — my curse, my grace,
My saving place…
They’ll never know what I gave
To see peace on your face.
For you…
For you, my girl.

Mmm-mm... yeah…
I was a shadow…
Till you called me Dad.
Never knew mercy,
Till the love we had.
If the world should end, if the fire takes the sky…
I’ll still be right here,
Where your tears dry.
No more lies… no disguise...
Just you and I…
Till the silence cries…

For you, my daughter…
Always... for you.

















More Than Power

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Dirty Orange Puppet Head (You lied to me)

Dirty Orange Puppet Head

Ce titre, avec ‘AU PUB DES REGRETS’ et ‘INFIDÈLE’  fait partie de la trilogie ‘des amours tumultueux’ du micro-album PHONOGRAPHE de MCDC. Le couple ne va pas bien et en est presque à se séparer mais il existe encore une part d’espoir dans la tête d’un des amoureux en  crise. Il ne veut pas se retrouver seul où il fait noir.

This title, with ‘IN THE PUB OF REGRETS’ and ‘UNFAITHFUL’, is part of the trilogy 'of tumultuous loves” of the EP PHONOGRAPHE. The couple is not doing well and is almost separating, but there is still some hope in the head of one of the lovers in crisis. He doesn’t want to be alone where it’s dark.


Musiciennes et musiciens :
Marie-Christine Tremblay : vocal
Denis Caouette : paroles et musique, guitares, back vocals et programmation.
Michel Otis : piano
Frank Corneau : Basse
David Simard : Batterie
Martin Larose (Studio Septentrio) : Réalisation



PHONOGRAPHE

J'veux surtout pas

This is a preview of a track that was inspired by a conversation I heard between a group discussing 'work' they had  done. I exaggerated it for impact.  Thanks for listening.

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Pop Punk/Rock 

The sea was angry that day, my friends

Make Me Feel Alive

The Sad Things

Lyrics - 
You come to closer 
Everything slow motion 
I felt alive 
After while after while 
I feel so lighter 
Heartstrings get wider 
You in my dreams
Every night every night 

I will follow you home 
Whenever you go 

You are with me 
That’s all I care 
You are my dessert 
So many layers 
Drink all I want 
When I’m on the desert
Don’t think twice 
Now I’m gonna take you home 

My heart just loaded 
With your emotions 
I feel the love 
After while after while 
So many choices 
Fade how I wonder 
I feel belonged 
Every night every night 

I will follow you home 
Whenever you go 

You are with me 
That’s all I care 
You are my dessert 
So many layers 
Drink all I want 
When I’m on the desert
Don’t think twice 
Now I’m gonna take you home 



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Take You Home

‘Is Love Even Real?’ Serves as the official first album track release, from Kiera’s upcoming sophomore album ‘Through My Eyes’.

Is Love Even Real?

Let's Heal Today

Ils sont là comme des cons 
Attendant leurs pensions 
On leur dit de ne pas bouger 
Que ce n'est qu'un cap à passer 

Menace rouge et soleil vert 
Une dose de plus dans les artères 
Une dose de démocratie pour mieux vous faire taire 
C'est le bal des abrutis 
Le bal des endormis 
Le bal des abrutis qui applaudissent sur leurs sorts
C'est le bal des abrutis 
Le bal des endormis 
Le bal des abrutis 
Que veux-tu que je te dise

Moutons affamés attendant la tonte 
Moutons se jetant dans le précipice 
Moutons finis à la pisse 
Complices involontaires et gaulois réfractaires.
Complices involontaires les genoux à terre.

Le bal des abrutis

Neon incense rising through the rafters
Hollow hymns rehearsed for manufactured rapture
Paper crowns trembling over borrowed halos
Mirrors warp the faces into saints and shadows
Hands lifted high but the floor keeps shaking
Hearts beat loud but the sound feels faking
Smoke curls slow like whispered scripture
Frames blur out in a holy mixture

Whisper louder, echo over
Hush now, closer, turn it over
Ring the bells, the choir’s breathing
Noise dressed up like something holy
Count to seven, break it open
Hands together, eyes still frozen
Say the words that keep repeating
Tell me if the silence’s speaking

Static trembling underneath the choir
Faith on fire but the flames grow tired
Screens glow bright like stained-glass windows
Every shout just a shadow in the echoes
Ticker tape falling like secondhand prayers
Torn confessions tangled in electrical wires
Crowd hum thick like smoke in the rafters
Praise runs thin but the pulse runs faster

Whisper louder, echo over
Hush now, closer, turn it over
Ring the bells, the choir’s breathing
Noise dressed up like something holy
Count to seven, break it open
Hands together, eyes still frozen
Say the words that keep repeating
Tell me if the silence’s speaking

Glass eyes stare, devotion borrowed
Truth runs dry in a well gone hollow
Shaking hands draw crooked halos
Grace sold cheap in plastic rainbow 
If every voice is screaming louder
Which echo do we even follow
If every signal means salvation
Why does quiet sound like sorrow

믿음처럼 보이던 것들
빛에 녹아 사라졌을 때
Silence cuts like silver
Truth tastes strange

Choir folds like waves collapsing
Pulse drifts out, the room unlatching
Heartbeats sync like forced confession
Faith bends low in quiet suppression
Golden dust settles on the altar
Hands shake slow, the echoes falter
What’s left shining when the light stops bleeding
What remains when the noise stops feeding

Whisper louder, echo over
Hush now, closer, turn it over
Ring the bells, the choir’s breathing
Noise dressed up like something holy
Count to seven, break it open
Hands together, eyes still frozen
Say the words that keep repeating
Tell me if the silence’s speaking

Tell me if the silence’s speaking

Golden Idol

Christmas at Home

Melting Away

One-Handed Alchemist of Sound From Winnipeg’s roots to Montreal’s pulse, now conjuring music in Ontario, I am an amateur  pianist who transforms limitations into art. With my left hand and AI music tools as my allies, I craft one-handed piano compositions that resonate with Arcane’s raw fantasy and cinematic emotion. A poet and devotee of film’s sonic storytelling, I channel Silco and Jinx into indie electronic and cinematic pop epics. Post-epilepsy surgery, my creativity soars, from cinematic vocals born from silence and sculpted into sound with AI tools  proving no barrier can silence a dreamer. Step into my world where every note sparks a story.
My style?
🎹 One-handed piano
🎧 Indie electronic
🎬 Cinematic emotion
💥 Inspired by Arcane, Silco, Jinx  and anyone who finds poetry in chaos.

If you’re drawn to music that sounds like a score to your struggle, or a soundtrack for standing back up 
you’re in the right place.
This is for dreamers, outsiders, survivors...
For anyone who’s ever felt broken  but refused to fade.

Finnish artist and multi-instrumentalist.

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