Leather cracks in frozen dusk
Steam from breath, his eyes combust
Dragging hooks through alder bark
Blood leaves trails where nights go dark

He hums like a priest with a drill
The hyacinth blooms after every kill

Hyacinth Lobotomizer walks
Twisting spines and feeding stalks
Unnamed village, nameless dead
Brains leak pink on the riverbed

Rusty scoops in mittened fists
Lobotomy lists, alphabetic twists
Elders nailed to sauna doors
Kids whisper prayers through warped floorboards

“It’s for the flower,” he explains
While scraping marrow from the drains

Hyacinth Lobotomizer feeds
On spleens and twisted local creeds
His leather sack drips cold regret
He waters roots with villagers' sweat

Hockey goals turned autopsy rigs
Torsos posed like pagan pigs
Midnight sun won’t cleanse the stench
Each petal blooms from a severed wench

The village keeps no record books
Just moss, and screams, and lacerated looks

Hyacinth Lobotomizer reigns
Stomping through cerebral plains
No one leaves, no names are spoken
All that grows is split and broken

Blood seeps slow through brittle snow
No roads out, no path to go
The bloom survives, the mind decays
He plants again. Another phase.

Scent of lilac masks the bile
The lobotomy’s done. Now he’ll smile

Hyacinth Lobotomizer grins
As memory withers from within
The village breathes, but not for long
He’s already picked tomorrow’s son

Hyacinth Lobotomizer

“The Quiet Prayer” is an epic spiritual ballad carried by solemn piano, trembling strings, and a deeply poetic vocal performance. It’s a song about unspoken faith, sacred love, and the strength found in silence.

The Quiet Prayer

Such a Fuss (DEMO)

This album has a substantial focus on loss and trying to move beyond it.

Alter

Pictures in the Hall

As wondrous as it is - seeing it storm and rain while the sun is shining - there are lessons for us beyond the beauty. 
This song was inspired by the breathtaking masterpiece of "RainShine" and contemplating how the dichotomies of peace and chaos, tender and wild, clear skies and storms, and joy and sorrow are intimately woven into life.

Sunshine & Rain

Tell Me, What Is Love?

A melancholic acoustic track that reveals the pain behind a charismatic mask. The song reflects on how people can light up a room yet feel deeply alone when the lights go out.

Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Free Spirit

Remember_ from lyrics of 91 with a 25 hint

Moja droga

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.