Pedal down. No brakes. Can’t catch this.
This is that full-speed hustle no distractions, no deadweight.
Can’t Catch Me hits with sharp flows, heavy 808s, and a hook that goes straight for the neck.
A track for those who move different, think faster, and stay three steps ahead while others still try to figure it out.

If you’re always in motion, always on your grind—this one’s your fuel. 🔥🏁⚡

Lyrics:

Yeah, yeah
Gone before you even blink, huh
Try and chase, but I don't sink, nah
They still watchin', I'm still movin'
They stay stuck, I'm still provin'

Keep the pace, I ain't slowin' (nah)
Pedal down, yeah, I'm goin' (fast)
They fall back, I keep rollin' (yeah)
Stay ahead, they ain't knowin' (nah)
Stackin' up, never losin' (no)
Talk big but they snoozin' (yeah)
Keep the pace, I ain't slowin' (nah)
Stay ahead, they ain't knowin' (nah)

Never wait, I take the lead 
They just talk, I plant the seed (facts)
Every move I make’s elite 
Watch the numbers, watch ‘em peak 
City lights, I’m way too bright
Took the risk, now check my height (yeah)
Clockin’ in, I work all night
Turned the grind into my life

They still waitin', I been winnin' (facts)
Took the shot, ain't miss a minute (nah)
Told 'em once, they didn't listen
Now they lookin' from a distance

Keep the pace, I ain't slowin' (nah)
Pedal down, yeah, I'm goin' (fast)
They fall back, I keep rollin' (yeah)
Stay ahead, they ain't knowin' (nah)
Stackin' up, never losin' 
Talk big but they snoozin' (yeah)
Keep the pace, I ain't slowin' 
Stay ahead, they ain't knowin' (nah)

Level up, I make it clear (clear)
Set the tone, they follow near 
Made my way, ain't need no steer (nah)
Pressure high, but I don't fear 
Hands up, I never fold (nah)
Hit the gas, my lane is gold 
Every play I make is bold 
Ain’t no cap, just check the mold

They still talkin', I keep movin' (yeah)
Left ‘em stuck, they still choosin' (nah)
While they flex, I'm out here provin'
Ain’t no luck, it's how I'm cruisin'

Keep the pace, I ain't slowin' (nah)
Pedal down, yeah, I'm goin' (fast)
They fall back, I keep rollin' (yeah)
Stay ahead, they ain't knowin' (nah)
Stackin' up, never losin' 
Talk big but they snoozin' (yeah)
Keep the pace, I ain't slowin' 
Stay ahead, they ain't knowin' (nah)

Gone before you even blink 
Try and chase, but I don’t sink 
Aint no luck that’s how I’m built 
Every loss I flip to tilt

Gone before you even blink 
Try and chase, but I don’t sink 
Kept my lane while they went wide
Now they watch, I just decide



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Can't Catch Me

The “Silent Gods” do not speak — their silence crushes louder than any scream. All who fall within their presence feel clarity and despair: everything once believed collapses, for it never mattered at all. Humanity is dust before the face of infinity. Souls crack beneath the weight of this truth, dissolving into silence where no hope remains, and even the thought of resistance is stripped of meaning.

Eye of Eternity

Silent Gods

Silent Gods (Interlude)

Echoes of the Fir Trees

[Verse]
The forest hums beneath the snow
Its whispers only moonlight knows
A thousand hearts in branches sleep
Their dreams in roots grow still and deep

[Chorus]
Echoes of the fir trees call
Through shadowed woods where shadows fall
A voice so soft yet wide and tall
The earth it stirs beneath it all

[Verse 2]
The frost paints ferns on every stone
A quiet art the cold has sown
Each brittle breath the night exhales
Carries secrets down hidden trails

[Chorus]
Echoes of the fir trees call
Through shadowed woods where shadows fall
A voice so soft yet wide and tall
The earth it stirs beneath it all

[Bridge]
In the stillness where no paths go
The stars write songs the streams will know
A symphony of ice and pine
A timeless hymn both yours and mine

[Chorus]
Echoes of the fir trees call
Through shadowed woods where shadows fall
A voice so soft yet wide and tall
The earth it stirs beneath it al

Echoes of the Fir Trees

Guitar-led emo cloud-rap: rain-on-glass, lock clicks, dirty 808s, chorus cold-wave bass. Female-only contralto, rap-sung no autotune. Melancholic hook. “Keyhole — let me in.”

Crédits
• Writing: Dame Charlie & Helyxir
• Production : Dame Charlie (w/ AI)
• Mix/Master : Dame Charlie

[Verse 1]
Rain on the window, keys in my palm,
Ceiling web buzzing, trying to stay calm.
Keyhole violet, breath like a thread,
Count every bruise, stitch what you said.
Soft law, soft hands, jaw locked tight,
Say what you owe or fade from the light.
I hold the latch, hear metal sing,
Open a crack — let honesty in.

[Pre-Chorus]
Hush — don’t wake the lock,
Hush — let the spindle talk,
Hush — silk around the bone,
Hush — you’re not alone.

[Hook]
Keyhole — let me in,
Violet — rain on skin,
Helyxir — don’t go,
Stitch me — keep me whole.

[Verse 2]
False-bottom heart, double-room ache,
Armor on eight legs, learning to break.
Scar on your brow, crooked and fine,
I hum the seam till the edges align.
Cold 808s like ghosts below,
Guitar in tears, slow tremolo.
Say it for real, drop your defense,
Suture by suture, sense after sense.

[Pre-Chorus]
Hush — don’t wake the lock,
Hush — let the spindle talk,
Hush — silk around the bone,
Hush — you’re not alone.

[Hook]
Keyhole — let me in,
Violet — rain on skin,
Helyxir — don’t go,
Stitch me — keep me whole.

[Bridge]
Rule of lace — speak true,
Rule of thread — pull through,
Rule of violet — stay close,
Rule of hush — I hold.

[Hook]
Keyhole — let me in,
Violet — rain on skin,
Helyxir — don’t go,
Stitch me — keep me whole.

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Keyhole (Dame Charlie Edit)

A quiet record about loud times — tracing one journey through online crowds, lost empires, and small acts of grace. Spoken, sung, and sometimes whispered, it asks what remains when the noise fades.

White noise

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De l'inspirant, de l'intemporel, du BAUME POUR LE COEUR et les cellules....

J’offre ma créativité (2)

“Tristesse” is a summer dream slowly turning into memory — a French-cinema folk album set on the coast, where heat softens everything except the truth.
These twelve songs follow a young woman through a season of desire, mischief, consequence and quiet self-recognition.

There is sunlight and sea air, the illusion of freedom, the thrill of plans made too lightly — and the stillness that comes when innocence finally cracks.
Chanson-inspired vocals, soft acoustic textures, and intimate, breath-close production carry the story from a bright villa above the water to the long, grey September that follows.

An album about youth, about the games we play without understanding their cost, and about the melancholy that returns each year like a familiar guest.

A warm coastline.
A single season.
A heart learning its limits.

Summer Begins Like a Lie


Blood and Bone is a reckoning set to rhythm—an album built where the body meets myth, where memory scrapes against metal, and survival grows teeth. Its sonic palette threads drum-machine pulse through dust-bitten guitars, twang through circuitry, and flamenco flicker through industrial grit. Every track lives in the tension between ruin and insistence, between a world that shakes with fire, violence, wind, and destiny, and a narrator who keeps stepping forward anyway. The project treats rhythm not as a backdrop but as a heartbeat you can almost hear splitting, mending, and refusing collapse.

Across this landscape, the human form is battered, unmasked, hunted, resurrected, and set ablaze—but never surrendered. The music leans into acoustic grain, the sweat-salt of live strings, the grit of surf twang and outlaw twine, yet plants those textures in a scaffold of relentless electronic precision. What emerges is a bruised hymn to endurance: techno carved out of earth, alt-country scorched into myth, psychobilly swagger sharpened by war and weather. Blood and Bone doesn’t seek redemption so much as it chronicles the cost of staying alive when the elements, the mountains, the inner voices, and the gods all stare back—and demand a response.


In the Dark

Number nineteen from the upcoming release: REDUX - The Acoustic Sessions

Remembering the days of the silver screen - before Netflix bought the entire industry and killed it all! Jeff Buckley inspired acoustic reworking.

Redux version:  https://soundcloud.com/benedict-francis/inhollywood

In Hollywood (Acoustic)

LoveBot Army is a music collective pushing beyond genre and form. From cinematic dream pop to raw hip hop, from glacial ballads to underground tech house. Each album is a new chapter in a shape-shifting sound journey.

Our process is human at its core, emotion first, instinct-led, but we embrace technology as a creative amplifier. With AI-assisted, human-driven production, we craft music that’s both visceral and visionary.

LoveBot Army is more than sound. It’s immersive. It’s collaborative. It’s a multi-sensory world built with digital artists, visual storytellers, and rule-breakers across every medium.

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