Name: Lost in time by G3NTC0D3
Duration: 3 min 52 s
Description: In memory of my first cousin Atilio Araugo RIP.

Awesome and impressive sound. Well performed.

This is a great track, very fine composed and recorded. Great job!

Extraordinaria canción buenas voces y genial transición de melodía la pista es muy genial éxitos.

Well balanced mix, sounds heavy yet polished and clean... nice work

Great sound and style! I like the crunchy guitars and the drums.

Mercury Mind

Beyond & Before Music presents "Roots In The Wind" - the original soundtrack to Book 1 of the novel "Hinter uns das Land" ("Behind Us The Land") by Frank Talmon l'Armée.

Immerse yourself in the evocative soundscapes of "Roots In The Wind," a musical journey that mirrors the emotional tapestry of the novel. This album captures the essence of a family's life in East Prussia on the brink of World War II, as seen through the eyes of young Inge.

From the idyllic landscapes of their farm, Gut Gallitten, to the looming shadows of war, each track reflects the innocence of childhood, the growing unease, and the ultimate disruption of their peaceful existence. The music blends elements of indie, folk, and pop with orchestral arrangements, creating a rich and moving listening experience.

These tracks have been meticulously rearranged, and completely remastered using LANDR's mastering services to achieve optimal sound quality for digital distribution.

"Roots In The Wind" is more than just a soundtrack; it's a sonic exploration of hope, loss, resilience, and the enduring bonds of family. It's a testament to the power of music to transport us to another time and place, allowing us to connect with the characters and their struggles on a deeply emotional level.

Experience the world of "Hinter uns das Land" through its music. Listen to "Roots In The Wind" now and embark on a journey you won't soon forget.

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01 - The Land Behind Us (Opening) (LANDR remastered)

(basely loosed on Waltz Op. 64 No. 3 in A-flat by Frederic Chopin)

it slips away
my darling
one dip in the hot sun
then gone back where we come from

it slips away
my darling
one lick and we're done for
don't think it will stop for you

your rage won't throw off the night
though if you're doing it right
you'll wish you could go for one more
round on the carousel

sit still and go around
can't get off the carousel
sit still and go around

it slips away
my darling
one dip in the hot sun
then gone back where we come from

it slips away
my starling
one blink and we're done for
don't think it will stop for you

rage won't turn off the night
though if you've done alright
you'll wish you could go for one more
round on the carousel

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Carousel (with Chopin)

En écrivant Frère, je pense à tous ces gens qui quittent leur pays pour fuir la guerre et la misère, et prennent la mer souvent au péril de leur vie, dans des embarcations de fortune..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eFqPpfc6Mjc

Paroles:

Frère, combien de noires saisons, brûleront tes montagnes.
Frère, combien de nuits voilées pour les femmes afghanes.
Frère, les hommes ne naissent ils,
Frère, égaux entre eux que dans l'exil.
Frère, y' a tant de haine autant,
Que de gens différents.
Frère, le même soleil pour tous,
Voilé par les secousses ,
Des guerres, oh frère..
Frère, j'ai rêvé d'une terre, d'un monde différent.
Frère, sans religions ni guerres, ni Bible ni Coran.
Frère, juste une route à suivre,
Frère, une enfance à revivre.
Frère, y' a tant de haine autant,
Que de gens différents.
Frère, le même soleil pour tous,
Voilé par les secousses ,
Des guerres, des guerres.
Frère, le jour se lève, sur des vies éphémères.
Frère, l'histoire s'achève, au milieu d'une mer.
L'histoire s'achève, au milieu d'une mer.

As I write Brother, I think of all those people who leave their country to flee war and misery, and often set sail at the risk of their lives, in makeshift boats.

BROTHER
Words:
Brother, how many dark seasons will burn your mountains.
Brother, how many veiled nights for Afghan women.
Brother, are men not born,
Brother, equal to each other only in exile.
Brother, there is so much hatred as many different people.
Brother, the same sun for all,
Veiled by the tremors,
Wars, oh brother..
Brother, I dreamed of a different land, a different world.
Brother, without religions or wars, neither Bible nor Koran.
Brother, just one road to follow,
Brother, a childhood to relive.
Brother, there is so much hatred as many different people.
Brother, the same sun for all,
Veiled by the tremors,
Wars, wars.
Brother, the day is dawning, on ephemeral lives.
Brother, the story ends, in the middle of a sea.
The story ends, in the middle of a sea

BROTHER
Words:
Brother, how many dark seasons will burn your mountains.
Brother, how many veiled nights for Afghan women.
Brother, are men not born,
Brother, equal to each other only in exile.
Brother, there is so much hatred as many different people.
Brother, the same sun for all,
Veiled by the tremors,
Wars, oh brother..
Brother, I dreamed of a different land, a different world.
Brother, without religions or wars, neither Bible nor Koran.
Brother, just one road to follow,
Brother, a childhood to relive.
Brother, there is so much hatred as many different people.
Brother, the same sun for all,
Veiled by the tremors,
Wars, wars.
Brother, the day is dawning, on ephemeral lives.
Brother, the story ends, in the middle of a sea.
The story ends, in the middle of a sea

Si ton enfance te poursuit

Frère

You sow distain with curiosity unless it's your heart you aim to please. You like to watch the tears as they unfold then play the savior like your hands won't show. You didn't know whose the RULER OF MY SOUL

Ruler of My Soul

I wanted to CREATE another ROCK element song that I've only DABBLED in a few times. THE vocal STYLING I did in the CHORUS reminded me when I use to sing in CHURCH, LOL! THE CHORUS is really CHURCHY if you catch IT! I kept SINGING the melody "MY MAN, YOUR MAN" and I was like what am I saying... LOL! I wanted this SONG to express SEXUAL FREEDOM with no boundaries and I'M in tears on what it became OVER TIME. WOW! I THANK you GOD for giving me this GIFT, it really gives me something TO LIVE FOR!!!!!! XO!

MY MAN, YOUR MAN | #THECRITICALLYRICAL

In memory of my first cousin Atilio Araugo RIP.

Lost in time

Uptempo rock song by John Hardman
Written, arranged & produced by JH
JH - Vocals, guitars
(c)(p) 2025 Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

At The Borderline - John Hardman

Let my body rot in pain
Pages in Clouds 2025

no light, no saving grace,
Just a cracked reflection in a dying place.
I whisper truths no soul could name…
They burn like ash. They stain like flame.


Don’t lift me up. Don’t speak my name…
Give me no forgiveness — I have the pain.




Give me no forgiveness!
I am ready for the darkness!
Let my body rot in pain!
I am nothing! I have the pain!
Give me no forgiveness!
I don’t want to be saved!
I am nothing — I HAVE THE PAIN!


Tear the light from out my chest,
I don’t deserve a final rest.
No tomb, no peace, no gentle end—
Just raw decay I will defend.


Lay me down where silence kills,
Where the worms sing, and time stands still.
Let me scream with broken veins—
I was born for this… I have the pain.


Give me no forgiveness!
I am ready for the darkness!
Let my body rot in pain!
I am nothing! I have the pain!
Don’t save me! Don’t touch me!
I EXIST TO BE UNMADE.
I AM NOTHING — I HAVE THE PAIN!

pb2025

A Morbid Mask

Let my body rot in pain

“Hysteria Spawns” The second murder (Annie Chapman) ignites mass panic. Headlines scream, mobs whisper, and the “Cheeky Jacky” postcard fans hysteria. The song explores how fear itself becomes fuel, an energy the killer seems to feed upon. The terror begins to feel less human, as though something unseen is drawing strength from the city’s dread.

[start]

[Intro]
Ink flows fast
Titles spill like fresh wounds. 
City scans my mark,
Yet no one knows my tone. 

[Verse 1]
Morning cracks on gore and murmurs,
Her sigh blends cold into the air.
The bazaar’s hum fades into silence,
Where her form once wandered free.

[Pre-Chorus]
Each gaze — pierces the mist.
Each sound — chasing my tread.
No beat — in the gloom.
Just the silence I guard.

[Chorus]
Terror forms the throne I claim,
Fed by your trembling hands.
Streets shiver under my gaze,
Yet grasp nothing of the truth.

[Post-Chorus]
Panic… breeds in your exhale.
And thrives… where I’ve tread.

[Verse 2]
They pen tales of Cheeky Jack
Stains spread on quivering palms
They weave my name in frenzy —
But none… perceive the core.

[Pre-Chorus]
Each shade — belongs to me.
Each murmur — I’ve woven in.
You dread — the edge in the void.
My grip — remains unfinished.

[Chorus (Variation)]
Terror forms the throne I claim,
Drawn from uneasy blood.
The streets quake in my trap,
As I sharpen my domain.

[Bridge]
Mobs surge — frenzy’s wave.
I stride unseen, untouched.
Your turmoil fuels my path.
Your dread — preserves my purity.

[Breakdown]
Dread me...
Crave me...
Label me...
Sustain me! 

[Chorus (Final Variation)]
Terror forms the throne I claim,
Shaped by desperate shouts!
Streets kneel — unaware,
Darkness… takes its toll!

[Extended Final Assault]
Your fear — the altar!
 Your screams — the hymn!
 I carve — the night open!
And the night lets me in!

[Final Hit]
I am the shadow… AND I REMAIN!

Hysteria Spawns

A bad relationship that went from bad to, I'm out of here.

Zombie Doll

G3NTC0D3 “Genetic code” is (Metal) music produced by myself at my home studio in Madrid, honestly I don’t even know what metal sub genre this would be but it’s what is coming out of me . All my music is referencing  and reflecting on a personal  experience, or about something bad or good that I have experienced, an event that happened to me,  what I feel close to & what I believe in .

“We are the Aliens descendants and our only purpose is to live and seed “

Lost in time

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