Name: Bonustrack 1: After the Light by Marco Memory
Duration: 2 min 16 s
Description: this track is part of the album "Between Stars and Dust"

I dropped them slow, like little lies
Each crumb a shape of home
But I could feel the sky lean in
The trees begin to moan
They watched us walk away too far
Too deep to change our minds
And when the birds began to stir
We left no trail behind

We left no trail behind
We left no trail behind
Oh, We left no trail behind

Feed the crows, feed the crows
They know the way you chose
They’ll eat the road, they’ll eat the light
And leave you with the bones

She held my hand like kindling
Like she knew the end was fire
We slept on roots, we spoke in twigs
And dreamed of bread and wire
But I saw feathers in the dusk
And hunger in the trees
The forest wasn’t keeping us
It taught the crows to feed

It taught the crows to feed
It taught the crows to feed
Oh, It taught the crows to feed
Feed the crows, feed the crows
They circle what you owe
They do not mourn, they do not wait
They take it nice and slow

So now I walk with black-winged ghosts
The path a line of smoke
My sister somewhere deeper still
The woods her wedding cloak
And me, I lay the final piece
Where no one dares to go
A final crumb, a quiet gift—
An altar for the crows

An altar for the crows
An altar for the crows
Oh, An altar for the crows

Feed The Crows

Whiskey and White Lies

A young woman named Penny is locked away in a stone chapel by the sinister reverend, her hope fading with every passing dawn as hunger and isolation gnaw at her spirit. But when Bradley arrives at the vicarage—tractor rumbling, clutching a mysterious artefact in need of translation—possibility stirs anew. As Penny struggles to call out for help with her weakening, rasping voice, a tale of resilience unfolds where sunlight, birdsong, and the courage to hope might mean the difference between captivity and rescue.

Morning At The Chapel

Paper Airplanes . Texte Eric Verdin

As Long as You Can

Evelyn

Auteur : Vincent Caplan – 22.10.2025
Texte protégé Sacem
Musique, Arrangements, Voix Masculine : IA Suno V5
Direction Musicale : Vincent Caplan
Tous droits réservés


L' Amour à travers les Pages - Vincent Caplan IA

War Should Be Illegal!

[Verse]
Fingers on the trigger, laws left to decay
Morals in the gutter, humanity astray
Bullets sing louder than the preacher's hymn
A choir of destruction, the devil grins

[Chorus]
War should be illegal, ain't no righteous cause
Breaking every boundary, ripping through the laws
Torture ain't justice, murder ain't no thrill
War should be illegal, we got blood to save

[Verse 2]
Uniforms of anger, marching through the night
Turning men to monsters, killing outta spite
Rape and pillage sanctioned, under flags unfurled
The darkest of desires, unleashed upon the world

[Chorus]
War should be illegal, ain't no righteous cause
Breaking every boundary, ripping through the laws
Torture ain't justice, murder ain't no thrill
War should be illegal, we got blood to save

[Bridge]
How we justify, the horrors we create?
Pointing fingers, passing blame, sealing someone's fate
A child with a rifle, a mother’s final scream
Shattered lives and nightmares, tearing through the dream

[Chorus]
War should be illegal, ain't no righteous cause
Breaking every boundary, ripping through the laws
Torture ain't justice, murder ain't no thrill
War should be illegal, we got blood to save

[Verse 3]
War Should Be Illegal!
Normally rape, torture and murder are
illegal, but in war everything is allowed.
Let's stop war and behave
humanely and live in harmony sake

War Should Be Illegal!

this track is part of the album "Between Stars and Dust"

Bonustrack 1: After the Light

Blue Bear

A dark alt-pop, glitch-folk confession from the edge of adulthood.
One voice walks through the dreams he abandoned, the risks he dodged, the loves he left behind — and the little lights that still return.
Late-night honesty, deep cello, fractured memories, and the quiet courage to finally go all-in.

THE LITTLE LIGHTS I LOST

Ich schreibe, was ich denke, fühle und erlebe. Schreiben hilft mir, Erinnerungen einzuordnen und ihnen Klarheit zu geben. Wenn Gefühle eine Melodie bekommen, entsteht etwas Wunderbares – eine Botschaft, die direkt ins Herz geht.

Für mich ist es ein Ausgleich, ein Stück Selbsttherapie. Die Texte sind ehrlich und frisch aus dem Herzen. Und wenn ich damit jemanden berühre, der genauso fühlt wie ich, freut es mich umso mehr.

Da ich selbst nicht gut singen kann, nutze ich KI für die Melodie und die Stimme. Ich bin dankbar für diese Möglichkeit, meinen Gefühlen Ausdruck zu verleihen.

Viel Freude beim Hören 🥰

Gruß, Marco Memory

PS: Ehrliche Kommentare sind willkommen – aber bitte keine Angebote, ich kaufe nichts.



I write what I think, feel, and experience. Writing helps me sort out memories and bring them clarity. When feelings find a melody, something wonderful is created – a message that speaks straight to the heart.

For me, it’s a balance, a bit of self-therapy. The lyrics are honest and straight from the heart. And if they touch someone who feels the same way I do, it makes me even happier.

Since I can’t sing well myself, I use AI for the melody and voice. I’m grateful for this opportunity to give my feelings a voice.

Enjoy listening 🥰

Best, Marco Memory

PS: Honest comments are always welcome – but please no offers, I’m not looking to buy anything.

Bonustrack 1: After the Light

Marco Memory

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