my dear darlin

A quiet morning, two mugs cooling on a scratched table. No words needed. Fingerpicked blues meets gospel harmony – warm, dry, and honest.

Two Cups of Blues

If Only

Velvet Nights slides like silk in low light breathy horns, velvet-thick bass, mellow strings, and hip-hop pulse under a soul vocal. Candlelight flickers, temptation hums, and the groove keeps you just this side of confession.

Velvet Nights

Michael Jackson - Billie Jean Ai Blues Cover.mp3

There is beauty in dark places… Dont allow the darkness to take over.

Beauty in the dark.mp3

Empires of Bones and Guilt

A spoken-word lament and lyrical rebuke of a world that sells innocence for empire. Set against the backdrop of Gaza, the song tells the story of children lost to greed, of land stolen and renamed, and of plazas built upon the graves of the forgotten. It speaks of governments and tycoons who pave over history with wealth, rewriting memory to serve ambition. But beneath the marble, the voices of the silenced rise. The lyrics mourn not just the loss of life, but the moral collapse of those who claim to lead. It is both an elegy and a prophecy, a warning that no empire built on bones and guilt can stand forever. The earth remembers. Justice does not forget.

Empire of Bones and Guilt

Ever loved someone who only exists in your dreams?
My Heart Will Follow drifts through that in-between world, half sleep, half memory, chasing a connection that feels ancient and unreal but somehow true.

Breathy vocals float over warm strings, deep tribal percussion, and ambient synths that swell like waves. It’s cinematic and otherworldly...  the sound of a soul trying to find its match across distance, lifetime, and time itself.

💫 For anyone who’s ever felt a pull toward someone they’ve never met — and followed it anyway.

Lyrics:

I’ve been drifting
Deep asleep
Somewhere in my dreams
He waits for me

I walk through mist
My longing grows
The road is broken
But I walk it slow
Reaching out to a shape
I don't know his name
But I know his face
And I feel his flame 

Open the door in my mind
He lives somewhere that I can find

Hey, you with the far-off face
I’ll meet you in that quiet place
Come, come, take my hand
Let's go to distant lands
I know, I know it slips away
But love like this should get to stay

Love, love, quiet love
It’s the only thing I’m sure of
We can drift where stars align
Cross the edge of heart and mind
I know, I know it fades too fast
But let’s believe this dream will last

He's a world away
Beyond the light I’ve found 
But I still hear him
Calling my name
If I can hold him
I would stay

Open the door in my mind
He lives somewhere that I can find

Hey, you with the far-off face
I’ll meet you in that quiet place
Come, come, take my hand
Let's fly to distant lands
I know, I know it slips away
But love like this should get to stay

Love, love, quiet love
It’s the only thing I’m sure of
We can drift where stars align
Cross the edge of heart and mind
I know, I know it fades too fast
But let’s believe this dream will last

I’m a dreamer
And where he goes
My heart will follow


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My Heart Will Follow

Beauty in the ruins

You don’t know where you’ve been

until you make it back again.

You don’t know who you are

until you lose yourself and then—

You don’t know where you’ve been

until you make it back again.

Every road you wander down

paints your heartbeat on the wind.

You don’t know where you’ve been (before you came back)

Neon incense rising through the rafters
Hollow hymns rehearsed for manufactured rapture
Paper crowns trembling over borrowed halos
Mirrors warp the faces into saints and shadows
Hands lifted high but the floor keeps shaking
Hearts beat loud but the sound feels faking
Smoke curls slow like whispered scripture
Frames blur out in a holy mixture

Whisper louder, echo over
Hush now, closer, turn it over
Ring the bells, the choir’s breathing
Noise dressed up like something holy
Count to seven, break it open
Hands together, eyes still frozen
Say the words that keep repeating
Tell me if the silence’s speaking

Static trembling underneath the choir
Faith on fire but the flames grow tired
Screens glow bright like stained-glass windows
Every shout just a shadow in the echoes
Ticker tape falling like secondhand prayers
Torn confessions tangled in electrical wires
Crowd hum thick like smoke in the rafters
Praise runs thin but the pulse runs faster

Whisper louder, echo over
Hush now, closer, turn it over
Ring the bells, the choir’s breathing
Noise dressed up like something holy
Count to seven, break it open
Hands together, eyes still frozen
Say the words that keep repeating
Tell me if the silence’s speaking

Glass eyes stare, devotion borrowed
Truth runs dry in a well gone hollow
Shaking hands draw crooked halos
Grace sold cheap in plastic rainbow 
If every voice is screaming louder
Which echo do we even follow
If every signal means salvation
Why does quiet sound like sorrow

믿음처럼 보이던 것들
빛에 녹아 사라졌을 때
Silence cuts like silver
Truth tastes strange

Choir folds like waves collapsing
Pulse drifts out, the room unlatching
Heartbeats sync like forced confession
Faith bends low in quiet suppression
Golden dust settles on the altar
Hands shake slow, the echoes falter
What’s left shining when the light stops bleeding
What remains when the noise stops feeding

Whisper louder, echo over
Hush now, closer, turn it over
Ring the bells, the choir’s breathing
Noise dressed up like something holy
Count to seven, break it open
Hands together, eyes still frozen
Say the words that keep repeating
Tell me if the silence’s speaking

Tell me if the silence’s speaking

Golden Idol

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.

Let the music find you.

💖 Let’s create something unforgettable, together.

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