Music and Lyrics by Matan Hamish
Available for recording & publishing

Lyrics:
Banging on the basement door 
She’s out for blood
I’ve heard stories of her before
Of fire and flood

And when I look into her smile
I know I’m just as vile

Let me give in to the darkness
Drop by drop I’ll let it in
Cause if you belong in shadows
I’ll be bathing in my sins
Let me wake the hungry monster
That’s been dormant all these years
Cause if you belong where there’s no light
I’ll be feeding the monster tonight

Feeding the monster tonight 

She knows just what I want from you
She wants it too
I thought that I could tame her down but
She only grew

And when I howl at the moon so loud
I know she’s proud

Let me give in to the darkness
Drop by drop I’ll let it in
Cause if you belong in shadows
I’ll be bathing in my sins
Let me wake the hungry monster
That’s been dormant all these years
Cause if you belong where there’s no light
I’ll be feeding the monster tonight

Feeding the monster tonight 

Let me give in to the darkness
Drop by drop I’ll let it in
Cause if you belong in shadows
I’ll be bathing in my sins

Let me give in to the darkness
Drop by drop I’ll let it in
Cause if you belong in shadows
I’ll be bathing in my sins
Let me wake the hungry monster
That’s been dormant all these years
Cause if you belong where there’s no light
I’ll be feeding the monster tonight

Feeding the monster tonight

Feeding The Monster

EP: "Strength In You" - Beyond & Before Music feat. Ulla F.

Discover "Strength In You," a new EP by Beyond & Before Music celebrating the unbreakable power of the human spirit! Inspired by the overarching themes of the novel "Hinter uns das Land" / "Behind Us The Land" but with a universal message, this collection features four songs that tell stories of resilience, hope, and growing through adversity.

With the track "Scars Made Me Stronger" at its core, the EP explores, in catchy Indie Pop and Pop styles, how we can learn from setbacks and find inner strength. The music is light, hopeful, and invites you to sing along, carried by clear melodies and positive vibes, symbolically represented by the spirit of "Ulla F."

These songs are meant to encourage and remind us that even after dark times, light always awaits, and that life's scars ultimately make us stronger.

Knowing Even Good Times, Sometimes Have To End

Murmer

AMERICAN HEART AMY ROWBOTTOM MP3.mp3

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

Moonlight

Flow

East Coast

HAPPINESS

Tunnel Vision (Instrumental Version)

ardacadabra - Magic is Dead

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

Contact me:
matanhamish2@gmail.com

Tunnel Vision (Instrumental Version)

Matan Hamish

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