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This is my first official release and I’m really excited to finally share it. I had a lot of fun working on this remix of Lola Young’s “Messy” and I hope you enjoy listening to it as much as I enjoyed making it. Thanks for the support – more music coming soon❤️

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Lola Young - Messy (Feeras Remix)

Dying To Love

Die stärksten Pferde…
kommen aus der Stille.
Sie atmen Nebel,
und rennen —
durch Licht und Rauch.

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Kaltblüter, mächtig und klar,
Muskel an Muskel, Jahr für Jahr.
Shire Horse, belgischer Traum,
zieht die Welt — ohne Raum.

Clydesdale, stolz, mit Feuer im Blick,
tritt im Beat, nie zurück.
Sie ziehen Stahl, sie tragen Wind,
stark wie der Bass, der tief beginnt.

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Arabische Vollblüter – schnell wie Licht,
leicht gebaut, doch voller Gewicht.
Sie fliegen fast, kaum Bodenkontakt,
wie Kick und Snare — exakt, exakt.

Trakehner, edel, präzise, smart,
aus Ostpreußen — Kunst, nicht hart.
Geschwindigkeit trifft Gleichgewicht,
in jedem Takt — Gesicht an Licht.

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Sie rennen…
durch Klang…
durch Nacht…
durch Rauch…
Die stärksten Pferde — sind nie laut.

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Vollblut, wild, aus Freiheit gemacht,
200 auf der Weide, pure Macht.
Quarter Horse — schnell im Sprint,
Start, Boom — der Wind gewinnt.

Friese, schwarz, majestätisch, groß,
trägt dich sicher, nie zu bloß.
Eleganz im Schritt, Gewicht im Klang,
wie tiefer Bass, so endlos lang.

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Sie rennen durch Felder,
durch Nebel, durch Zeit.
Jede Bewegung — ein Urinstinkt,
ein Herz, das nie schweigt.

In ihren Augen: Spiegel der Nacht,
in ihren Adern: Feuer entfacht.
Die stärksten Pferde…
tragen die Welt.
Und wir tanzen —
auf ihrem Fell.

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Die stärksten Pferde…
kennen kein Ziel.
Sie laufen…
weil sie fühlen.
Weil Bewegung… alles ist.
Weil Kraft… schön ist.
Weil Stille… stark ist.

.🇬🇧 English Translation

The strongest horses…
come from silence.
They breathe fog,
and run —
through light and smoke.

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Cold-blooded, mighty and clear,
muscle on muscle, year by year.
Shire horse, a Belgian dream,
pulls the world — beyond all seam.

Clydesdale, proud, fire in its eyes,
steps with the beat, never denies.
They pull steel, they carry wind,
strong as the bass that starts deep within.

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Arabian thoroughbreds — fast as light,
built so light, yet heavy with might.
They almost fly, barely touch ground,
like kick and snare — precise, profound.

Trakehner, noble, precise, and smart,
from East Prussia — art, not hard.
Speed meets balance, perfectly aligned,
in every bar — face into light.

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They run…
through sound…
through night…
through smoke…
The strongest horses — are never loud.

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Thoroughbred, wild, born of the free,
two hundred on pasture — raw energy.
Quarter Horse — explosive sprint,
start, boom — the wind gives in.

Friesian, black, majestic and tall,
carries you steady, never too small.
Elegance in step, weight in sound,
like deep bass — endless, profound.

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They run through fields,
through fog, through time.
Every movement — primal design,
an instinct old, a heart that won’t be quiet.

In their eyes: mirrors of night,
in their veins: ignited fire, alight.
The strongest horses…
carry the world.
And we dance —
on their skin unfurled.

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The strongest horses…
know no goal.
They run…
because they feel.
Because movement… is everything.
Because strength… is beautiful.
Because silence… is strong.


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Die stärksten Pferde

Verse 1:
Softly drifts the wind through vale,
carrying stories, old and frail.
Every ripple, every stone,
whispers: Child, you’re not alone.

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Chorus (Mantra – French):
Du ciel il vient,
au ciel il monte,
dans le cercle des ancêtres — il demeure.
L’eau s’écoule,
la mémoire reste,
la vie chante,
et nous libère. 💫

(Repeat 2–3× – building with flute, guitar, and soft harmonies)

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Verse 2:
Fire glows in ancient stone,
light breaks through — I’m not alone.
Every ember, faint yet bright,
shows the path through endless night.

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Chorus (Mantra – French):
Du ciel il vient,
au ciel il monte,
dans le cercle des ancêtres — il demeure.
L’eau s’écoule,
la mémoire reste,
la vie chante,
et nous libère. 🌿

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Bridge (instrumental / humming / overtone voice):
Ah — the ancestors are here…

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Finale (Mantra – fading out):
Du ciel il vient,
au ciel il monte,
dans le cercle des ancêtres — il demeure.

Title: In the Circle of the Ancients

Description:
This piece was created using the AI music platform Suno.ai (Premier License).
Composition, vocals, and instrumentation were AI-generated and then curated, arranged, and mastered by me.
I hold the full commercial rights to this recording in accordance with the Suno.ai Terms of Service (Premier Plan).

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In the Circle of the Ancients

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ALBUM TITLE: ORBITAL SKIN

ALBUM DESCRIPTION
This album is a dream transmitted through frequency.
A cosmic memory of two souls drifting through space, learning each other without touch, without gravity, without certainty.
“Orbital Skin” lives in the Aquarius realm — detached yet emotional, distant yet deeply connected.
It is about attraction that exists before form, love that happens in alignment rather than possession.
Each track is a phase of orbit: approach, resonance, tension, burn, collision, and quiet afterglow.
The story does not resolve — it suspends.
This album is not asking for answers.
It is asking you to feel the pull.


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