Behind the mask, a voice aches to be heard.
"Invisible Veil" is a haunting dive into emotional invisibility, the longing to be seen beneath the surface, the quiet desperation hidden behind smiles, and the fragile hope that someone might care enough to look closer.

This song speaks to the ones who feel everything and show nothing. To those falling silently. You’re not alone.

Invisible Veil

A spark in her eyes. A city that sang. A night that felt like forever.
"Midnight Magic" captures a fleeting moment where two souls collide under a velvet sky.
A dreamy, cinematic ballad of love found in a heartbeat, and remembered long after dawn.
Perfect for stargazers, hopeless romantics, and those who still believe in the magic of a moment.

Midnight Magic

A haunting journey through urban isolation and emotional invisibility.
“Invisible” dives into the quiet pain of being lost in the noise: ghostlike, unheard, unseen.
Echoes of vulnerability, layered with ambient tension and lyrical introspection.

Let the silence scream.
Let the neon shadows speak.

Invisible

Un sourire peint. Un cri muet.
“Masque de Solitude” explore la solitude intérieure cachée derrière les apparences. Dans une ville éclatante de lumières et de regards fuyants, une âme cherche encore la lumière.
Un texte fragile et puissant pour ceux qui portent un masque… mais rêvent d’être vus.

Painted smiles. Silent screams.
“Masque de Solitude” is a French-language piece about hiding pain behind performance. Beneath the neon lights and fleeting glances, someone is still hoping to be seen.
A delicate and powerful reflection on identity, silence, and the quiet strength of hope.

Masque de Solitude

"No Light Needed" is an anthem for the nocturnal, the untamed, the ones who shine in darkness.
With pulsing beats and unapologetic lyrics, it's a declaration of power from the shadows, where light fears to tread.

No Light Needed

"Dreamworld Girl" is a haunting ballad from the depths of imagination — a tale of a man who retreats into dreams to find the love he can’t reach in the waking world.
Built on longing, disillusionment, and the fragile beauty of fantasy, the song blurs the line between memory and desire.

Is she real, or just a mirror of his need?

For those who’ve loved someone they’ve never truly met.

Dreamworld Girl

“Shattered Daydreams” is a melancholic confession hidden behind forced smiles and passing glances.
It’s the story of a boy who watches the world from the sidelines — pretending to be okay, while the ache of unspoken feelings lingers just beneath the surface.

A soft ballad for the ones who’ve mastered the art of hiding.

Shattered Daydreams

A song for the ones who push love away, and still hope it finds a way back.
“Lonely Roads of Mine” walks the line between self-sabotage and silent yearning.
Each verse pulls back the mask of pride and fear, revealing a fragile soul praying to be seen, even through the wreckage.
It’s a plea. It’s a confession. And maybe… a second chance.

Lonely Roads of Mine

A hymn to stillness in a world that rushes.
“Hands of Time” is a gentle rebellion against urgency, a quiet voice choosing to walk, breathe, and grow at its own rhythm.
Inspired by rivers, mountains, and moonlight, this song is for those who don’t need to be first, but true.
It’s strength in softness. Power in patience.

Hands of Time

Quiet Rush is a slow-burning anthem for the still-hearted. In a world that moves too fast, this song embraces the calm, the quiet strength that comes from walking your own path.

Rainfall rhythms, soft resolve, and a gentle defiance against the rush—this track is for the night-walkers, the daydreamers, and those who find peace in the pause.

Quiet Rush

Solive Raye is the sound of solitude given form, quiet thoughts turned into raw, melodic truths. An engineer and lifelong observer, Solive Raye writes for those who feel alone in crowded rooms, where silence speaks louder than words.


Blending dark, atmospheric tones with flickers of hope, his music lives in the in-between: not quite despair, not quite light, but something honest.


Raised in movement, from football fields to refereeing lines, he now wanders more internal landscapes, shaping every lyric with the precision of an outsider looking in.


Solive Raye doesn’t shout. He resonates.

Hands of Time

Solive Raye

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