Name: The Path by Martin Aslaksen
Duration: 2 min 40 s
Description: Geralt is wandering the path, it's a snowy landscape and a blizzard is brewing. On his way to find shelter he notices birds circling an area in the forest, there he finds the corpse of merchants and a young woman, he follows the path and ends up near an abandoned mansion.

very deep and full of soul, one unique emotion

Geralt is wandering the path, it's a snowy landscape and a blizzard is brewing. On his way to find shelter he notices birds circling an area in the forest, there he finds the corpse of merchants and a young woman, he follows the path and ends up near an abandoned mansion.

The Path

Une chanson pour amoureux inspirée par mes voyages à Paris composée pour mon amie Caroline qui adore les voyages aussi!

A song for lovers inspired by my trips to Paris and composed for my friend Caroline who loves to travel too!

5 VOIX

Québec-Paris

Québec - Paris

SUPERBAD

Homeless Man

Music Production, Mix & Master: Giannis Sarikakis
Artwork: Giannis Sarikakis
Cover image created by Freepik (www.freepik.com)
From "Sunset" EP

Sunset

Sleepless

Giannis Sarikakis - Sleepless

Some digs both at Elon being suspected of taking ketamine and the Iran B-2 Bomber Strike, and contemporary corporate HR behavior

Lyrics:

True growth comes from being comfortable with discomfort
Mockery is just the universe's way of keeping our ego in check
Their probing had pinpointed my encumbrance
And had me by the neck
ahh ahh ahh ahh

Men are freest when they are most unconscious of freedom 
And fly no colors at all
Their shout is a rattling of chains, always was
When back against the wall


With trepidity i turned the pages
What he'd said was not for the meek
The best way to cure your nostalgia for the middle ages
Is to shit outside for a week 


They had winkled out my side vocation
Through the free market
In a form of distributed computation
But i felt that i could still dart around 
Any verbal machicolations


HR had me in the fish bowl
Interrogation from dawn to dusk 
Imagine coming down from a k hole
And finding out you're Elon Musk


She started we're not here for manners
And since there's no time to waste
You look like someone who eats bananas
For the shape and not the taste

I retorted bananas betoken
The dietary methodology 
That cellular processing of glucose is broken 
From the onslaught of modern insults to biology

Despite the degree to which this perturbed
She regained her nerve and said very well
It says here you should be in hell
But since you were a backend developer
We will consider that time served

She thundered what I'd done
Was not a smart play
What had gone supercritical with her parishioners
Who ratted me out the other day
Was that I had openly wondered 
If i might not draw better pay as a political prisoner

She bothered to insert the word official
As i was tallying her counter-poises
When sifting through waffling interstitials
You have to listen for these itty bitty noises

She's quite the girl with which to hang
By any available means
I tried to pass her interrobang
Without spilling the beans
But for the unwary
Your mileage may vary
It's best just to keep up with your leafy greens

While extoling her masters' daring
She was wearing me down with her slow rolling 
Since i felt I still had some juice
With her pincer move prepended
I decided to bite first and extended
Low sensitivity control systems will always
Underperform and often produce the 
Opposite effect as intended 


When I got back to my desk
I felt that I'd drained concupiscence to the dregs
Mercifully this was interrupted by my neighbor
Who said
The lion does not concern himself with OSHA regs 


He said one thing from the service stuck with him
The B-2 pilots had a doggerel for when they fly
Real penetration has never been tried
Which doubled as a joke about Communism
And some lady's remembrance of THAT guy 

I had a sneaking admiration
For the ways of this little freak
And contributing to the mystique
Was the ribaldness of his technique


His bluster fell a little flat
I silently wondered if i can
Take lessons on being a man
From a dude who tucks his ears into his hat


He dipped another nacho
And tried to make it look macho
He said they used to call us squares
Then turned up the volume on Rio Bravo


I wondered at his game and thought
She tells her therapist about you
She tells her handlers about me
We are not the same 


The organization's career path
Was a little over sold
Accept the brand new label
And something under the table
And head for the pot of gold
And the ranks of the well-bred
And be led into the library of Babel
By the latent manifold

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Real Penetration Has Never Been Tried / Interrobang

A fun-as-hell, comedy-infused rock track that brings attitude, swagger, and pure entertainment. Dude Wipes mixes humor with hard rock punch — thick riffs, loud choruses, and unforgettable lyrics. A replay-ready fan favorite.
🔥 Funniest lyric in the track? Drop it below!

Dude Wipes (Comedy Rock Anthem – HollywoodPKR)

Uli - Ulysses, Penelope and Paul, The Pilgrim - The Myth Untold (pt.1)

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©Music Composed and Produced by Ulisses Nicolau Alberto Barros. (Uli)
©Lyrics by Uli (@uli_virtual_band)
Copyright 2025 - Uli @uli_virtual_band

Mixing by: Uli and Rogério Vieira
Mastering by: Uli and Rogério Vieira

Lyrics in English

----- Introducing the song -----

There are songs that entertain, and there are songs that open a door to another world. This is one of the latter.

From the salt-stained decks of ancient ships to the marble halls of philosophers, from whispered prayers in the night to the roaring wrath of Poseidon — Ulysses, Penelope and Paul, The Pilgrim – The Myth Untold (pt1) is a voyage across time, faith, and the unyielding power of love.

Here, the legendary patience of Penelope meets the relentless journey of Ulysses, and both are illuminated in a prophetic dream by the pilgrim heart of Paul — a prophet who would born centuries later, sailed not only seas, but the depths of the soul. It is a tapestry woven with threads of Greek myth, biblical echoes, and the eternal human longing for the divine.

The music carries you like a tide — sometimes gentle, sometimes fierce — through verses that shimmer with moonlight and choruses that rise like a hymn to the God whose name cannot be spoken. It is not merely a retelling of an old story, but the unveiling of the myth untold — where love becomes a beacon, faith becomes the helm, and the journey itself becomes the miracle.

This is not just a song to be heard. It is a pilgrimage to be taken. And once you set sail, you may never return the same.

----- Lyrics -----

(Main Theme)

(Verse 1)

With tender hearts, they dreamed apart, 
Through walls and seas, defying gods. 
I rowed through storms, against the tide, 
Your midnight hair, like asters, sighed.

(Break 1)

(Verse 2)

A silent trust my ship would float, 
Though waves would scream, I stayed afloat. 
Your moonlit skin, so pale and bright, 
Reminded me of love’s first light.

(Chorus 1)

From start to end, the stars would cry, 
As heaven watched our tears go by. 
The God whose name we cannot say, 
Still led us through the silent way.

From Ithaca to Athens' flame, 
Each trial passed, we praised His name. 
Our love endured, our faith stood tall, 
And through the myth, we gave our all.

(Guitar Solo)

(Verse 3)

It wasn’t Ithaca he sought, 
But something timeless, deeply taught. 
And through Poseidon’s raging sea, 
Faith steered the soul of this Greek free.

(Verse 4)

Penelope, with hands of grace, 
Stitched hope through time, in silent space. 
Though she could not behold my face, 
By faith alone, she held our place.

(Interlude)

“In the Dreams Realm, I saw Greek men in marble stone, 
Debating ether, thought alone. 
Altars raised to gods known, 
And there, between the void and word, 
A pilgrim’s voice was deeply heard: ‘To the Unknown God.’ " 

The temple stirred.

(Chorus 2)

To the Unknown God we sing, 
Beyond the mind, beyond the king. 
Among the wise, the myth took flight, 
Revealed in truth, revealed in light.

At the empty altar’s flame, 
I heard the echo of His name. 
You, Penelope, always mine, 
And now this God, both human and divine.

(Final of Part 1)

From myth to miracle, sea to sky, 
Penelope and Paul, hope lifted high. 
The love that waits, the faith that flows, 
Moves waters deep, where mountains froze.

In the name we cannot speak, 
We found the truth the wise still seek.

Uli - Ulysses, Penelope and Paul, The Pilgrim - The Myth Untold (pt.1)

walking on a warm night by the sea, hearing a storm that never comes (Dunster)

The Shape of Fear in Empty Air

Sogni d’Oro (Orchestral)

An amateur composer.  I try to tell stories in my soundtracks so it's probably abit different than what you are used to, I don't follow any rules x) Huge fan of game and movie music so that naturally is my inspiration. I am using Cubase and East West, everything is played by ear as I have no clue how to write music at all.

Everything I make is available for download. I would ask that you approach me if you want to use it for a project however :)

The Path

Martin Aslaksen

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