The intro motif returns cleverly in the outro. BeatOrganic loves thematic callbacks.

tracks were made from 2022-2024 except the last 3 I made recently, all 100% freestyle, super weird, tried to make this one as unique, weird and different as possible
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1.) DBM ECLIPZE - XANADU [PROD. ???]
2.) DBM ECLIPZE - HIT [PROD. ???]
3.) DBM ECLIPZE - ZA [PROD. ???]
4.) DBM ECLIPZE - CAPTCHA [PROD. _RAYDAY x DIAMEEX]
5.) DBM ECLIPZE - TOLD YOU [PROD. SQUIRL BEATS]
6.) DBM ECLIPZE - SHOW ME YOUR MOVES [PROD. BLEMEEGO]
7.) DBM ECLIPZE - POP YOUR BUBBLE  [PROD. BARELYBREATH] 
8.) DBM ECLIPZE - IGNANT [PROD. YUREI]
9.) DBM ECLIPZE - GOOSE [PROD. HEYYLOTUS]
10.) DBM ECLIPZE - SHINIGAMI [PROD. RICHMNKEY]
11.) DBM ECLIPZE - GREMLIN [PROD. KAAJ]
12.) DBM ECLIPZE - YOPPA [PROD. KAAJ]
13.) DBM ECLIPZE - TRIPLE C'S [PROD. SQUIRL BEATS]
14.) DBM ECLIPZE - GACKED [PROD. SKKADY]
15.) DBM ECLIPZE - HATNIN  [PROD. WRONGWAY! x ANDRZXZ]
16.) DBM ECLIPZE - SLACKIN [PROD. SQUIRL BEATS]
17.) DBM ECLIPZE - VIBE [PROD. 19.49 BEATS x STRAE1K]
18.) DBM ECLIPZE - SKEEZER [PROD. GEEKINZ]
19.) DBM ECLIPZE - HERE GOES NOTHIN [PROD. PRODDYNVST x ARIA_ROTTERDAM8661]  
20.) DBM ECLIPZE - IN A ROCKET SHIP [PROD. FLAYMEE x WRONGWAY!]
21.) DBM ECLIPZE - NEVERENDING STORY [PROD. NORZZZWEST]

DBM ECLIPZE - TRIPLE C'S [PROD. SQUIRL BEATS]

underground

For Daniel - We miss you.

Immerse yourself in the evocative world of "These Scars Don't Bleed," a cinematic prog-metal ballad that weaves traditional Irish and Scottish melodies into a tapestry of deep emotion and haunting beauty. This track explores themes of inner turmoil and resilience, capturing the essence of scars that linger beneath the surface. With soulful flute melodies, powerful vocals, and a rich orchestral backdrop, this song takes you on a journey through melancholy and strength. Perfect for those who appreciate a blend of deep lyrical themes and powerful musical expression.

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Tauche ein in die eindringliche Welt von "These Scars Don't Bleed", einer filmischen Prog-Metal-Ballade, die traditionelle irische und schottische Melodien zu einem Teppich tiefer Emotionen und bezaubernder Schönheit verwebt. Dieser Track erkundet Themen innerer Unruhen und Widerstandsfähigkeit und fängt das Wesen von Narben ein, die unter der Oberfläche verweilen. Mit seelenvollen Flötenmelodien, kraftvollen Vocals und einem reichen orchestralen Hintergrund nimmt dich dieses Lied mit auf eine Reise durch Melancholie und Stärke. Perfekt für alle, die eine Mischung aus tiefgründigen Texten und kraftvollem musikalischem Ausdruck schätzen.

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lyrics:

Intro:
Hush now, don’t you cry...
The monsters love...
When you try...

Verse 1:
I polish the silver to hide the cracks,
While the china dolls stare from the shelf.
Their porcelain smiles never warned me –
That sanity hangs...
By a thread...
Of its own.

Pre-Chorus:
The wallpaper peels...
In the shape of your laugh –
And the clocks all run...
Backwards.

Chorus:
THESE SCARS DON’T BLEED –
They breathe through the night!
Every "I’m fine" just feeds the lie –
While the cracks...
Multiply.

Verse 2:
The mailman brings bills, never ghosts –
But the hallway still echoes...
Your last...
Goodbye.

Bridge:
We’re all just ghosts...
Feeding ghosts...
In a house...
Built on silence...

Final Chorus:
THESE SCARS DON’T HEAL –
They sing in the dark!
Every "I’ve moved on" just draws the map...
Of where the knives...
Still are.

These Scars Don't Bleed

Dive into the haunting depths of "The Key to Nowhere" — a symphonic metal-rock ballad where raw guitar grit clashes with ghostly folk whispers.

What if the heaviest thing you carry fits no lock? A song about relics we cling to — letters, lies, lost homes — and the courage to let rust set us free.

What if the key you cherish opens only graves? A hymn to the boxes inside us – where faded keys, unspoken words, and loves that "wouldn’t matter" wait.  

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Tauche ein in die gespenstischen Tiefen von "The Key to Nowhere" – eine symphonische Metal-Rock-Ballade, in der roher Gitarren-Grit auf geisterhafte Folk-Flüstern trifft.

Was, wenn das Schwerste, das du trägst, in kein Schloss passt? Ein Song über Relikte, an die wir klammern – Briefe, Lügen, verlorene Heimat – und den Mut, Rost uns befreien zu lassen.

Was, wenn der Schlüssel, den du liebst, nur Gräber öffnet? Eine Hymne an die Kisten in uns – wo verblasste Schlüssel, ungesagte Worte und Lieben, die "nichts bedeuteten", warten.  

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CREDITS:  
• Adelheide Vogt: Lead Vocals (Contralto), Lyrics  
• André Moreau: Lead Vocals (Baritone), 7-String Guitars  
• Elfie Ragnarsdóttir: Finnish Kantele, Guitar Backing Vocals  
• Rosemarie Kowalski: Guitar, Oboe, Field Recordings  
• Ian McCullough: Drums, Percussion, SFX Design  
• Bruno Moretti: Bass Guitar, Orchestral Arrangements

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lyrics:

This key to nowhere....
it opens every grave...

I sit in front of a box of keys,
Collected from me through all the years.
Some I don’t know how to use,
Some open doors...
But in the middle of the box,
There is a faded key...

This key was forged in a fire long cold,
Its teeth bite deep but fit no hole.
I wear its weight like a crown of rust –
A kingdom of dust...
A kingdom of dust...

The locksmith laughed when I begged for a map,
Said ‘Some doors, child, are meant to stay snapped.’
But I carved my own...
With a thief’s trembling hands...
Now the frame won’t hold...
And the hinges demand...

The messenger brings no answers now,
Just echoes of winds...
And the whispers of vows...
That once swore...
To never...
Let go...

THIS KEY TO NOWHERE –
IT OPENS EVERY GRAVE!
Every chain I kiss for luck...
Just drags the lock...
Through the muck...
Of the past I couldn’t shatter...
The love that wouldn’t...
Matter...

The halls are lined with the words I’ve left unsaid,
Each one a ghost that haunts my head.
I trace their shapes in the gathering dark,
But the light won’t spark...
The light won’t spark...

THIS KEY TO NOWHERE –
IT OPENS EVERY GRAVE!
Every chain I kiss for luck...
Just drags the lock...
Through the muck...
Of the past I couldn’t shatter...
The love that wouldn’t...
Matter...

I built a shrine where the key won’t turn,
Filled it with ghosts and watched them burn.
The ashes spelled...
‘You’re already free.’
But freedom’s just...
Another...
Prison...
For me...

I sit in front of a box of keys,
Collected from me through all the years.
Some I don’t know how to use,
Some open doors...
But in the middle of the box,
There is a faded key...

This Key To Nowhere

An 8-minute epic about the fragments of memory. "Half a Smile Left" is a centerpiece from the concept album "Adelheide's Wisdom."

Inspired by the image of a burnt group photograph, the song explores the bittersweet tragedy of an incomplete past—a half-smile that is both a precious treasure and an open wound.

Musically, the song is a unique fusion: a powerful rock ballad whose fragile verses evoke a baroque minuet. Delicate, harpsichord-like guitar melodies, an oboe, and strings meet a massive, emotional chorus and a dramatic climax that pushes genre boundaries.

A monumental soundscape that tells a story of loss, defiance, and the indestructible power of what remains in the heart. A song destined to conjure a sea of glowing lighters and cell phones at a live concert.

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Ein 8-minütiges Epos über die Fragmente der Erinnerung. "Half a Smile Left" ist ein zentraler Song aus dem Konzeptalbum "Adelheide's Wisdom".

Inspiriert vom Bild eines verbrannten Gruppenfotos, erkundet der Song die bittersüße Tragik einer unvollständigen Vergangenheit – ein halbes Lächeln, das zugleich ein kostbarer Schatz und eine offene Wunde ist.

Musikalisch ist der Song eine einzigartige Fusion: eine kraftvolle Rockballade, deren zerbrechliche Strophen an ein barockes Menuett erinnern. Zarte, cembalo-ähnliche Gitarrenmelodien, eine Oboe und Streicher treffen auf einen wuchtigen, emotionalen Refrain und einen dramatischen Ausbruch, der die Grenzen des Genres sprengt.

Ein monumentales Klanggemälde, das von Verlust, Trotz und der unzerstörbaren Kraft dessen erzählt, was im Herzen bleibt. Ein Song, der live ein Meer aus leuchtenden Feuerzeugen und Handys heraufbeschwören würde.

Half A Smile Left -  extended Version

Hunter VIP (Feat. Al Ross)

You seem like the type 
to disappear right after this song...

You can't make up your mind

TRACKLIST
Nils Hoffmann, Niklas Paschburg - A Radiant Sign (Original Mix) - Anjunachill
Durante - Mercury (Durante Ambient Edit) - Anjunadeep
Cheryl B. Engelhardt & GEM - Abyss
Låpsley, Steven Weston  - Like I Used To feat. Låpsley (Steven Weston Revisit) - Anjunachill
lycoriscoris - Shizumu (Extended Ambient Mix) - Anjunachill
Trentemøller - Miss You (Lulu Rouge & Asger Baden Remix) - Audiomatique Recordings
Nils Frahm - The Dog with 1000 Faces - Leiter
Cheryl B. Engelhardt & GEM - Betwixt
Volcano - Silence (Original Mix) - Sacred Technology
Jah Justice (Klaridub Ambient Mix) - Julien Fuentes - ESHU
Cheryl B. Engelhardt & GEM - Equinox
Nohan - A New You (Ambient Version) - Doors Of Mind
Cheryl B. Engelhardt & GEM - Eclipse
Giuliano Rodrigues - Sentimos (Ambient Mix) - DUBLUCID
Braxton - Reduce Friction (Original Mix) - Ajunachill
Nofsky - Enough (Original Mix) - THE NIGHT DRIVE
Cheryl B. Engelhardt & GEM - Crescent Cradle
Luttrell - Sunrise Song (Luttrell Revisit) - Anjunachill

Full Moon Frequencies: Ep. 2

This is a quiet, intimate piano ballad about the unexpected paths that life takes. It's about the acceptance that the life we live is often not the one we once planned—and that there is a unique and profound beauty in that deviation. The song explores the bittersweet wisdom found in hindsight, carried by a voice that is both fragile and resilient.

Musically and emotionally, this song is a deep and respectful homage to Joni Mitchell's masterpiece, "Both Sides, Now." It does not attempt to copy it, but to honor its spirit: the ability to express complex life truths in simple, poetic language. The raw, vulnerable performance is also inspired by the heartbreaking interpretation by Emilia Jones in the film "Coda."

A song for anyone who has learned to find the beauty in the scars of their own journey.

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Dies ist eine leise, intime Piano-Ballade über die unerwarteten Wege, die das Leben nimmt. Es geht um die Akzeptanz, dass das Leben, das wir führen, oft nicht das ist, das wir einst geplant haben – und dass es in dieser Abweichung eine eigene, tiefe Schönheit gibt. Der Song erkundet die bittersüße Weisheit, die man im Rückblick findet, getragen von einer zerbrechlichen, aber standhaften Stimme.

Musikalisch und emotional ist dieser Song eine tiefe Verneigung vor Joni Mitchells Meisterwerk "Both Sides, Now". Er versucht nicht, es zu kopieren, sondern seinen Geist zu ehren: die Fähigkeit, komplexe Lebenswahrheiten in einfacher, poetischer Sprache auszudrücken. Die rohe, verletzliche Darbietung ist zudem inspiriert von der herzzerreißenden Interpretation durch Emilia Jones im Film "Coda".

Ein Song für alle, die gelernt haben, die Schönheit in den Narben des eigenen Lebensweges zu finden.

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Credits:

Adelheide Vogt: Lead Vocals, Lyrics
Rosemarie Kowalski: Piano

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Lyrics:

Maps can be drawn to show a distant shore... 
And open books all promise something more.  
Lines on a page for a life to be led...  
A different garden in a different bed.  
That's how the plans for futures often look... 
Before the first page... ...of the real book.

But looking at your life from both sides now,  
From what was lost and what the fates allow...
It's life's illusions I see you recall...  
You never really knew... 
...your life at all.

Words can be shields to teach and to write,  
To turn fading darkness to brilliant light...  
A legacy built on a victory loud,  
Your echo trapped in a cheering crowd. 
That's how the plans for greatness often feel...  
Before the wounds... that time won't let conceal.

But looking at your life from both sides now,  
From give and take, and still somehow...  
It's life's illusions you cling to, standing tall...  
Did you ever know... your life at all?

The child you were...
...would never understand 
This broken soil in a foreign land.  
She'd only see the things you had to lose... 
The simple choice... you didn't get to choose.

But she could never see his hand in yours...  
A different sun that opens different doors.  
No, this was not the life...
But it was yours...   
...and it was... 
grand.

A Different Garden In A Different Bed

Kein Licht. Nur Beton und Maschinen, Industrial Kicks und zerstörerische Energie. Dieses Closing-Set frisst die letzte Kraft, brennt sich in dein Nervensystem und lässt dich mit taubem Blick zurück. Industrial Hard Techno in seiner brutalsten Form – hart, kalt, unaufhaltsam.

Industrial Hard Techno full force closing Set

Oxygen (Instrumental Version)

Songwriter, Producer and actually - a doctor. 
The cat's name is Chvostek, for those of you wondering.

Contact me:
matanhamish2@gmail.com

Oxygen (Instrumental Version)

Matan Hamish

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