Synthetic Eden

“Paint it Golden” is a song about memory, loss, and acceptance. It tells the story of someone who tries to cover the cracks of the past with brighter colors, turning pain into beauty. But scars always bleed through, reminding him that the past cannot be erased. In the end, he learns that true healing is not about hiding wounds, but reframing them — choosing to see them in honest light. It’s a melancholic yet hopeful piece, where brokenness becomes part of the art itself.

LYRICS:

Pictures hang in golden frames
Laughter drifts through distant names
Sky was grey but now it shines
He paints the past in brighter lines
Stories bloom in painted light
Faded colours burning bright
Rain once fell but now it glows
He colours what he wants to know
Colours spill beyond the past
Worlds rebuilt in shades that last
Night was dark but now it sings
He paints the truth in golden wings

Paint it golden, erase the scars
Cover tracks like faded stars
Every layer, every line 
Still bleeds through sheets of time

Dust collects on brittle frames
Whispers drown in hollow names
Colours fade to weary stains
He paints the past but time remains
Shadows creep through fractured lines
Ghosts return in black and white
Ink once dried but now it bleeds
He colours what he swore to leave
Memories crack beneath his brush
Layers peel with every touch
Dreams once gold now fade to grey
He paints the past but it will stay

Paint it golden, erase the scars
Cover tracks like faded stars
Every layer, every line 
Still bleeds through sheets of time

Take your brush, trace the cracks
Let the shadows align
Time won't erase what still remains
Let it be whole and shine
Just because, still they belong to you once more

Colours fade on tattered lines
Golden hues torn worn designs
Tears once traced now softly to stay
He lets the past be touched by gray
Shadows rest on quiet stone
Echoes hum but not alone
What was lost still paints the view
He sees the past in honest hues
Cracks remain but light still flows
Not all wounds must be enclosed
Yesterday won't change its face
But he can choose the frame and place

Paint it golden, erase the scars
Cover tracks like faded stars
Every layer, every line 
Still bleeds through sheets of time

Paint it Golden

Second Skin is a cinematic pop track blending electro beats, lush strings, and deep synth bass. A song about intimacy, transformation, and letting go — shedding the past and losing control.

LYRICS
silk and shadows fall 
fire on my skin, take me slow
Let us shed our skin
live forever, lose control

soft light spills the floor 
your touch lingers like before
every glance pulls me right in
melting slow beneath your skin
fingers tracing the line of your arm
a shiver runs through my heart
every glance pulls me right in 
melting slow beneath your skin now

shed of the weight where you've been
draw me nearer, don't let go
and then shed all of your second skin
trace the fire, lose control

soft breath stirs the air 
your lips teasing unaware
every move pulls me right in
fading fast where your begin
whispers tangled the night holding tight
heat rising under your sighs
every move pulls me right in
fading fast where you begin

shed of the weight where you've been
draw me nearer, don't let go
and then shed all of your second skin
trace the fire, lose control

soft breath on my neck 
time slips from deep within
fingers tracing what words can't say
night becomes our only way

shed of the weight where you've been
draw me nearer, don't let go
and then shed all of your second skin
trace the fire, lose control

Second Skin

"Empty Streets" is about the silence after connection fades — the walls we build to protect ourselves, and the longing that still burns beneath. A song of solitude, self-protection, and the fragile hope that love can one day break through.


Lyrics:
Empty Streets

i scatter words like leaves on an empty street tracing my steps to rhythms no soul can meet a fleeting smile yet it fades to grey i learned too mask and turn away

these echoes whisper soft but they slip right through 
holding me back time after time 
a fragile shell where i silently yell
it's just the weight of longing

too many doors have been closed without a sign
a gentle touch then silence once again
these walls i built are never meant to break
and when they shake i will run back into these…

empty streets surround me 
i just see empty streets it's just me 
empty streets surround me 
i just see empty streets it's just me

i do not mean to hurt but i turn away 
the warmth is too much too much to take
this shallow shell that i used way too well
is pulling tighter every day

yet somewhere past there is a silent glow
the smallest flame still burning deep below
not every love will turn and fade to dust
not every soul is meant to be untouched
one day these walls will break and loose their hold
a spark so wild it won't drive me away
no fear to hold no need to run away
but until then i will flee back into these….

empty streets surround me 
i just see empty streets it's just me 
empty streets surround me 
i just see empty streets it's just me

Empty Streets

“Symphony” tells the story of a woman trapped in her own lies. What once felt like a grand performance has turned into a dissonant, broken symphony — a haunting mix of secrecy, tragedy, and fleeting highs.

Symphony

Verse1 her life is a symphony
static in its melody
this lie is a symphony
plays in whispers secretly
fingers playing on the telephone
calling lies but not alone
her life is a symphony
this lie is a symphony 
every call is a shadow play 
no price she will ever pay 
all that matters is the high she gets
this lie is a symphony

Chorus
A bad symphony
She’s lost in a symphony

Verse 2
her time is a tragedy 
echos of a history
this lie is a symphony 
frequencies of secrecy
a reminder of the games she played
there was no truth yet it stayed
her life is a symphony 
this lie is a symphony 

Bridge
she tells herself another tone 
she hears a voice that justifies her 
wrongs she gave her heart 
made no mistake
the only one
was letting go too late
in paradise another day
when things are gone 
the rain will fade away 
she hears the beat 
another song that call her lies 
and whispers alone 

Chorus
A bad symphony
She’s lost in a symphony

Verse 3
this lie is a symphony 
static in its melody 
she once had an epiphany 
her life was a tragedy 


Symphony

the bog

Remix from Embrace the Taste by snowflake (c) 2012 
Licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution Noncommercial  (3.0) license.
http://ccmixter.org/files/snowflake/39469

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Symsonic is the sound of electricity dreaming.
Of piano keys echoing in abandoned cathedrals of the future.
A collision of strings and circuits, of longing and light.

Synth-pop reborn through a symphonic lens.

Symsonic

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