•((4RŘ¡V4Ł$))• Experimental avant-garde IDM with glitch-hop and trip-hop vibes. Alien, mysterious, and melancholy, this track weaves nonlinear sinewave compression, deep subharmonics, and percussive machines birthing other machines. Dive into the futuristic pulse where chaos crafts its own rhythm.

ARRiVALS

Recorded at Studio 15 by fabiano matiolla
fabiano matiolla - All guitars, bass, keyboards and drum samples...
Studio ID - Vocals
Release Date: 2025-11-25
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► Lyrics ◄

The radio hums
A signal breaks
Whispers crawling through the static haze
Do you hear it too
Or is it just me
The hidden hands in the circuitry

Paranoid patterns
They're all around
Truth in the shadows
Lost and found
Paranoid patterns
They're pulling strings
The world’s a puppet
Hear it sing

The moon’s too bright
The stars don’t blink
Blueprints buried in the kitchen sink
Maps on the wall
They’re folding in
Every line connects where the lies begin

Do you feel it
The twist of fate
A coded message
It’s not too late

Paranoid patterns
They're all around
Truth in the shadows
Lost and found
Paranoid patterns
They're pulling strings
The world’s a puppet
Hear it sing

A voice in my ear
Says trust no one
The dots align
But the web’s not done
Is the sky falling
Or is it a screen
What’s real anymore
And what’s the machine

Paranoid Patterns

[Verse]
Born from the blood of our enemies
Fearless and burning with energy
For the love of the game
For the thrill of the Bloodsport
It's called the Kumite
For the love of the game
For the thrill of the Bloodsport!
It's called the Kumite
[Chorus]
You Fight to Survive!
Fight to survive
Fight to survive
For the love of the game
For the thrill of the Bloodsport
It's called the Kumite
For the love of the game
For the thrill of the Bloodsport!
It's called the Kumite
[Verse]
Stalkin' the shadows of our defeats
Fuel for the fire that sets us free
For the love of the game
For the thrill of the Bloodsport
It's called the Kumite
For the love of the game
For the thrill of the Bloodsport!
It's called the Kumite
[Chorus]
You Fight to Survive!
Fight to survive
Fight to survive
For the love of the game
For the thrill of the Bloodsport
It's called the Kumite
For the love of the game
For the thrill of the Bloodsport!
It's called the Kumite
For the love of the game
For the thrill of the Bloodsport
It's called the Kumite
For the love of the game
For the thrill of the Bloodsport!
It's called the Kumite!

BLOODSPORT

Autumn Electric

Inspired by a novel, recorded with House band, Bath Spa Uni studios 2007

Oh Dear John

Beware me

Closing Invocation 

May the Dhamma’s 
Wheel forever spin
In every heart 
It may begin

May craving fade 
May wisdom rise
May love and truth 
Illumine our eyes

From Sarnath’s grove 
To every land
May peace flow forth 
Hand in hand

For what was spoken 
Beneath the sky
Still whispers softly 
No one dies

The self dissolves 
The truth remains 
A silent song 
Beyond all chains

Turn, O Wheel 
Forever true
From the Buddha’s heart  
To me, to you

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Closing Invocation

(FR) Pour ceux qui ont besoin de se ressourcer… une relaxation dans le style Aterion😊✨  Un souffle électronique qui berce l’instant et suspend le temps. Morceau de relaxation pure pour laisser place à l’écoute de son silence intérieur. 🎧Fonctionne en boucle

(EN) For those who need to recharge... a relaxation piece in the Aterion style 😊✨
An electronic breath that cradles the moment and suspends time.
A pure relaxation track inviting deep inner listening.
🎧Designed to work on loop.

Relaxation 4

(No Gen IA involved. I use my voice and VST instruments)
(Translated below)

Si c'est si beau
Noël, j'aurais tant espéré

Plus que des mots
Que la haine puisse enfin reculer

De ma maison, ma maison isolée 
J'entends les loups approcher
Dans le feu, le froid
Ils rodent autour de moi

Quand nos voix n'ont plus de poids
Si je pleure, je crie
Peu importe, c'est moi
Ecoute-moi

Quand la liberté s'efface
Quand le plus fort prend sa place
En l'humanité je crois
Sauvez ma foi

Liberté
On en parle sans jamais bien comprendre 
Ils disent nous sauver
Mais c'est ce qu'ils s'apprêtent à nous prendre

Et la neige, et la neige cache les corps 
De tous mes frères ukrainiens
On veut sceller mon sort
Ici à coup de poings 

Quand la liberté s'efface
Quand le plus fort prend sa place
En l'humanité je crois
Sauvez ma foi

Quand la liberté s'efface  
Quand le plus fort prend sa place
En l'humanité je crois
Sauvez ma foi 

Quand les loups détruisent nos terres
Quand les crocs déchirent nos chairs
En l'humanité je crois 
Sauvez ma foi

Pour Noël, j'aurais tant espéré
Un peu plus que des mots
Qu'une vaine chanson 

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If it's so beautiful,
Christmas, I would have hoped so much,
More than words,
That hatred could finally recede.

From my house, my isolated house,
I hear the wolves approaching.
In the fire, in the cold,
They prowl around me.

When our voices no longer carry weight
If I cry, I scream
It doesn't matter, it's me
Listen to me

When freedom fades away
When the strongest take its place
In humanity I believe 
Save my faith

Freedom
We talk about it without ever really understanding it 
They say they're saving us
But that's what they're preparing to take from us

And the snow, and the snow hides the bodies 
Of all my Ukrainian brothers
They want to seal my fate
Here with their fists

When freedom fades away
When the strongest take its place
In humanity I believe 
Save my faith

When freedom fades away
When the strongest take its place
In humanity I believe
Save my faith

When wolves destroy our lands
When fangs tear our flesh
In humanity I believe 
Save my faith

For Christmas, I would have hoped for so much more
A little more than words
Than a vain song

Pour Noël

More /No More
 oh yeah… oh yeah…
 All things possible, skin and bone No crown above you, no throne Just breath in your chest, slow fire Say your name, let it rise
 No fear in the night you’re in No borrowed light, no sin Stand still, feel the sound You’re already found
 You walk the earth like holy ground Not above, not underground Flesh and blood, here and now Every step is sacred sound
(delay tails: ground… ground… sound…)
 No need to kneel, no need to run What you seek is already done No walls of guilt, no fire, no test Only love inside your breath
 Never lost, never saved Just the life you’re brave to claim
 You walk the earth like holy ground No stone, no law to hold you down No heaven up, no hell below Just this love, just this slow

 More love, more art, more hands, more eyes More songs at night, more truth, less lies More care, more play, more wondering More now, more everything
(echo: more… more… more…)
 No more crowns, no more flags No more scripts we never asked No more fear dressed up as law No more gods that want us small
 No more / no more Let it fall / let it fall
 No more borders in the mind No more rulers over lives No more myths we’re forced to keep No more silence we don’t choose to speak
 No more names, no more sides Only people, only light

 Nothing over you Nothing under you Just love coming through Just love… just you…
(tape slows, delay blooms) oh yeah… oh yeah…

More No More

In another time
In another place
Maybe you were the sun and I was the rain
I'd dance on your skin and we'd make a rainbow
For all the world to see
But instead
It's a dream

In another life
In another world
Maybe I'd be the boy and you'd be the girl
We'd dance in the sun
And you'd wear a halo
But in this one
It's a half-written song

In another dream
In another sleep
Maybe you are the flower and I am the bee
I'd swim in your nectar and we'd make a garden
For all the world to see
But instead
It's a dream

In another life
In another world
Maybe I'd be the boy and you'd be the girl
We'd dance in the sun
And you'd wear a halo
But in this one
It's a half-written song

Maybe in another life
Maybe another place and time
There's a world where you and I
Would be mine
But that will be in another universe
And that's why I'm still
Sitting here with the pen in my hand
Trying to write a song about you and I
But the words won't come and
My eyes are getting heavy
'Cause you'll always be my
Half-written song

Maybe in another life
(It's a dream)
Song bout the could be's
(It's a dream)
Song bout the maybe's
(It's a dream)
Maybe in another time
(Just a dream)

In another life
In another world
Maybe I'd be the boy and you'd be the girl
We'd dance in the sun
And you'd wear a halo
But in this one
It's a half-written song

Oh
This could have been a song about our possibilities
It could have been a song about you and me
This could have been a song
About our love
The cards are on the table
It's just not meant to be
Oh
I love you
(In another life)
I love you
(In another place and time)
I love you
(In another world)
I love you
(In another sleep)
Just a dream...

Half-Written Song/Just A Dream

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