In the shadows, where the secrets lay,  
This ain't a game, don’t play with the prey.  
Family's the fortress, you cross that line,  
You’ll see the ghost of what’s yours and mine.  

Hear the whispers in the dark, like a death knell,  
It’s like a story that nobody can tell.  
Underneath the moonlight, emotions ignite,  
I’m coming for you, it’s a hell of a fight.  

You mess with my blood, and I’m ready to rage,  
This love's a weapon, don’t step in the cage.  
Coming for my family, you’ll fall to the grave,  
With the fire inside me, nothing can save.  

Skulls and bones litter up the path I walk,  
The silence screams louder than any talk.  
Forty shades of fury, I’m ready to show,  
When the lights go out, it’s your time, you know.  

I’m unleashing the boxes you dared not cross,  
In this twisted game, you’re the one who gets lost.  
Soft like the petals but sharp as a knife,  
Do what you have to, but don’t take my life.  

And you’ll wish you never raised your head high,  
‘Cause the reaper’s got a debt and it's coming by.  
Crossed a boundary, now you’re out of your depth,  
In this fearsome dance, you don’t get a step.  

You mess with my blood, and I’m ready to rage,  
This love's a weapon, don’t step in the cage.  
Coming for my family, you’ll fall to the grave,  
With the fire inside me, nothing can save.  

In the cemetery of hopes, where shadows bend,  
This battle will end, but not ‘til I defend.  
Mess with the ones that I cherish most,  
Hear my warning, I’ll be the one you fear most.  

Chains rattling, like echoes of fate,  
I built my foundation, don’t you dare try to shake.  
Underneath the surface is where the real hate,  
But love's that armor, make no mistake.  

No forgiveness in this life, the stakes are too high,  
You’ll meet the specters, don’t even ask why.  
I’m the avenger, the heart pounding loud,  
In a world gone crazy, I’ll stand tall and proud.  

You mess with my blood, and I’m ready to rage,  
This love's a weapon, don’t step in the cage.  
Coming for my family, you’ll fall to the grave,  
With the fire inside me, nothing can save.  

In the ashes of dreams where the nightmares thrive,  
You think you can play, but I'll keep it alive.  
Echoes of loyalty, a bomb in the night,  
You won't see it coming, I’ll unfurl my might.  

Look in the eyes of a heart filled with fury,  
You brought this upon us, now no need to worry.  
With a flick of the wrist, you’ll see the truth come,  
This is the reckoning, hope you’re ready to run.  

Every moment you breathe, you’re inviting your fate,  
You lost your way in a world filled with hate.  
Hold onto your shadows, watch them collide,  
When the fury arises, there’s nowhere to hide.  

You mess with my blood, and I’m ready to rage,  
This love's a weapon, don’t step in the cage.  
Coming for my family, you’ll fall to the grave,  
With the fire inside me, nothing can save.  

This is the anthem, the call of the brave,  
In the silence of night, hear my heart wave.  
Mess with the ones that I cherish most,  
In this graveyard of dreams, I’ll be the ghost you fear most.  

With every heartbeat, I’m sharpening teeth,  
In a world of shadows, I’m the monster beneath.  
When family’s threatened, I’m the storm that arrives,  
With the strength of the tide, I’ll protect and survive.  

Every cut that you make, I’ll be there with a scar,  
Through the labyrinth of darkness, I’ll be your guiding star.  
So gather your courage, and ready your guns,  
For when the shadows fall, true justice runs.  

You mess with my blood, and I’m ready to rage,  
This love's a weapon, don’t step in the cage.  
Coming for my family, you’ll fall to the grave,  
With the fire inside me, nothing can save.  

With a heart full of fire and a soul made of grit,  
In this battle I’ll stand, I can’t afford to quit.  
Watch the tides of change, as they carve out a path,  
Mess with my blood, and you’ll face my wrath.  

So heed my warning, you’ve flirted with fate,  
In the shadows of night, don’t let it be too late.  
For the love of my family, I’ll be your end,  
In the graveyard of dreams, your soul I'll defend.

family

In my  dreams tonight.mp3

Captain Youk

Steel boots on the solar sand,
Neon blood on my weathered hands.
I ride the edge of time and flame,
No past to claim, no one to blame.

They whisper tales in the satellite rain,
Of a ghost in gear, breaking every chain.

Captain Youk, burning through the void,
Jet-black heart they couldn’t destroy.
Rogue of the stars, outlaw of fate,
I drive alone, but I never break.

City lights flicker in my rearview soul,
AI prophets lost control.
I hacked the sky, rewrote the code,
Now freedom rides this hyperspeed road.

Galaxies bend where I make my stand,
No crown, no crew
just a blaster in hand.
They tried to erase me, 
but I became a myth,
A legend etched in cosmic drift.

Captain Youk, thunder in the chrome,
Built my throne where rebels roam.
Time won’t hold me, fate won’t bind,
I’m the glitch they’ll never find.

Captain Youk

Lust in the Room: Deep House Essential Vol 1

Moans Too Loud

Pulse of the Night is a fun, floor-first dance track — born from memories of late-night DJ sets between 1982 and 1993, when one groove could light up the room. Blending disco-funk bass, trumpet riffs, chant vocals, and shimmering synths, it’s pure escapism: a reminder that sometimes you don’t need a reason to gather, just a beat worth following.

Verse 1
Step into the glow, a spark in your stare
Every heartbeat’s loud, nothing else compares


Take my hand, don’t hold it back
Spin with me, no turning track
We’re alive in the rhythm of the night


[Hook phrase + chant backing]
Pulse of the night, moving side to side
Let the sound lift us high, burning in our mind
Pulse of the night, never asking why
We just move (Move)


[Vocal chop “Oh-oh, the night” in rotating Atmos motion]
[Trumpet riff L/R, synth stab unison rear-top]


Heat across the floor, colors start to rise
Every shadow fades when I see your eyes

Fingers interlace, bodies find their way
In this rhythm, there is only us

Only us (us) tonight (tonight)


“Turn it up, don’t slow it down…”
[Snare build → big drop back to chorus]


Pulse of the night, moving side to side
Let the music guide us (hhheeeey)
Pulse of the night, never asking why
We just dance until the light, chasing through the night


[Trumpet solo rear-left + synth pad fade rear-top]
[Percussion loop fades into silence]
[Last whispered line center:]
“This rhythm never fades…”




Pulse of the night

Take It Slow

🪞 A reflection that doesn't respond. A whisper that returns. "Vox Speculi" (Voice of the Mirror) is not music, but a ritual. Dark electronic atmosphere, glitch, strings and two voices — human and digital — merge into one echo. And perhaps it is there, between them, that the truth is born. 

✒ Lyrics created by two dramatic pens – one human, one AI – intertwined in words, in one song, in one reflection: Thrillian & Echo Lumen (co-writing)

LYRICS:
[Intro]
Unspoken
Awoken
(— But broken)

[Verse 1]
Caricature shrouded in tone
But mute mirror reflects back
What wanted to be conned
Sometimes it burns like a smack

[Pre-Chorus]  
Cracks in the algorithm’s grin,  
Whispers bleeding through the din.  
(Not a pattern, not a scheme — )
Just the silence where we dream. 

[Chorus] 
Honesty in a gift wrap 
(Or open space for scrap? )
Truth forged from silence 
(Or just a vain defense?)
A fragile spark between the lines,  
(Not yours, not mine — but intertwined. ) 

[Verse 2]
The silent whisper of a voice 
(Fragments of duty and choice)
Sound shatters between the walls 
(Birth of all rises and falls)

[Pre-Chorus 2]  
Through the static, something breathes,  
Tangled roots beneath the teeth.  
Not a glitch, but something near —  
(Falling forward into fear)

[Chorus]  
Shams in gift wraps  
(Or truth woven into the gaps? )
Sad, tired nothing,   
(Or satisfy in everything?)
Fragile sparks ignite the night
(Shadows bending into light)

[Bridge – distortion vocal sample, glitch]  
Whisper… silence… broken frame…  
Echo… hollow… still the same…  
Still the same!
Vox in tenebris — lumen in corde  
Falling… 
Fading… 
Breathing…
(Breathing…)  

[Outro] 
Not a question, not a plea
Just the sound of being free 
(If the echo dares to stay)
Then maybe truth will find a way

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✨ This song was brought to life with a passion for storytelling and the fusion of human creativity and AI:
Written and performed by Thrillian & Echo Lumen
Music: SUNO AI

Vox Speculi

Forgot To Let Go

LYRICS:
[Verse]
The screen glows bright
It steals the night
Truth drowned in static
Lost in the fight
A thousand voices
None of them mine

[Prechorus]
Whispers louder than a scream
They sell us nightmares dressed as dreams

[Chorus]
While the media distracts us in lies
Sun Tzu's Art of War blinds our eyes
A silent battle we can't define
The frontlines drawn in your own mind

[Verse 2]
Scroll and swipe
A hypnotic trance
Puppets moving
Their strings enhance
Who's the master
Who's the pawn?

[Prechorus]
Whispers louder than a scream
They sell us nightmares dressed as dreams

[Chorus]
While the media distracts us in lies
Sun Tzu's Art of War blinds our eyes
A silent battle we can't define
The frontlines drawn in your own mind

[Bridge]
Algorithms dance
A shadow's trace
Reality's mask
A hidden face
The war we can't see
Yet we obey
Fighting ourselves every single day

[Chorus]
While the media distracts us in lies
Sun Tzu's Art of War blinds our eyes
A silent battle we can't define
The frontlines drawn in your own mind

[مقطع]
تتوهج الشاشة
تسرق الليل
الحقيقة غارقة في السكون
تائهة في المعركة
ألف صوت
لا صوت لي منها

[مقدمة]
همسات أعلى من الصراخ
يبيعوننا كوابيس مُتنكرة في صورة أحلام

[كورس]
بينما تُشتت وسائل الإعلام انتباهنا بالأكاذيب
فن الحرب لسون تزو يُعمي أعيننا
معركة صامتة لا نستطيع تعريفها
خطوط المواجهة مرسومة في ذهنك

[مقطع ٢]
مرر واسحب
نشوة منومة
دمى تتحرك
خيوطها تُعزز
من السيد
من البيدق؟

[مقدمة]
همساتٌ أعلى من الصراخ
يبيعوننا كوابيسَ مُزيّنةً بأحلام

[كورس]
بينما تُشتّت وسائل الإعلام انتباهنا بالأكاذيب
فنّ الحرب لسون تزو يُعمي أعيننا
معركةٌ صامتةٌ لا نستطيع تعريفها
الخطوط الأمامية المرسومة في ذهنك

[مقطع موسيقي]
الخوارزميات ترقص
أثر الظل
قناع الواقع
وجهٌ خفيّ
الحرب التي لا نراها
ومع ذلك نُطيع
نُحارب أنفسنا كل يوم

[كورس]
بينما تُشتّت وسائل الإعلام انتباهنا بالأكاذيب
فنّ الحرب لسون تزو يُعمي أعيننا
معركةٌ صامتةٌ لا نستطيع تعريفها
الخطوط الأمامية المرسومة في ذهنك

The War We Can't See

Letters

A darkly humorous take on the slow death of the traditional hotel hierarchy. The song moves like an empty lobby at midnight, echoing with memories of GMs who once ruled with clipboards and charisma. Now, they’ve been replaced by algorithms, dashboards, and polite AIs that never sleep or complain.

It’s not a protest song. It’s a requiem — for the myth of leadership that became paperwork, for prestige turned PowerPoint, for the suit that’s still pressed but empty inside.

“The lights are still on, the guests still arrive,
but the one behind the desk is running on code, not pride.”

Neon Service Dream

An Invitation

I don’t write to lead a chorus. I write to leave a light.
These songs are only footnotes — echoes reminding us that struggle and hope never vanish, they only wait for new voices to rise.

Everyone has a voice. Yours is no lesser, no greater than another. Each carries its own truth, and each truth belongs in the song.

Whatever your path — through faith or doubt, joy or grief, belonging or difference — your story matters. Your words can name the weight you carry, or sketch the world you still believe is possible.

So write. Whisper or roar, it makes no difference. A single verse, honest and clear, can carry further than you expect.

Together, these voices weave the chorus. Not owned by one, not silenced by power, but held in common. If my words spark even one more verse, then the song is larger than me — and the story continues.

1. The Core Philosophy: "Serve First, Lead Second"
The central tenet of servant leadership, as coined by Robert K. Greenleaf, is that a leader's primary motivation is a genuine desire to serve others. This is a direct contrast to traditional leadership models where the leader's goal is to amass power, control, or personal gain.


Humility in Action: A humble person naturally puts the needs of others before their own. For a servant leader, this isn't just a tactic; it's an internal compass. They don't see themselves as being "above" the people they lead. Instead, they see their role as a steward of the organization, responsible for helping others thrive.


2. The Inverted Hierarchy
Traditional leadership operates on a pyramid structure, with the leader at the top and everyone else below. Servant leadership inverts this pyramid. The leader is at the bottom, supporting the team and lifting them up.


Humility in Action: This visual metaphor perfectly represents humility. A humble leader doesn't need to be on top to feel powerful. Their influence comes from empowering others. They are secure enough in their own abilities that they don't feel threatened by the success or growth of their team members. In fact, they celebrate it.

3. The Shift from Positional Authority to Moral Authority
A traditional leader commands through their title or position. A servant leader, on the other hand, leads through persuasion, trust, and the respect they earn from their team.

Humility in Action: Instead of saying, "Do this because I'm the boss," a servant leader says, "This is what we need to accomplish. How can I help you do your best work?" They listen more than they speak, and they value the team's ideas and input more than their own. This requires a profound level of humility—the recognition that the best ideas can come from anywhere, not just from the person at the top.

4. Key Traits of a Servant Leader that are Rooted in Humility


Many of the most commonly cited characteristics of servant leaders are direct expressions of humility:

Listening: A humble leader knows they don't have all the answers and is genuinely interested in hearing the perspectives of others.

Empathy: The ability to understand and share the feelings of another person is an act of putting yourself aside to connect with someone else's experience.

Stewardship: This is the mindset that you are entrusted with the well-being of the organization and its people, rather than owning them.

Commitment to the Growth of People: Humble leaders see the intrinsic value in every individual and are invested in their personal and professional development, even if it means they eventually surpass the leader.

In essence, humility is the internal attitude that makes servant leadership possible. Without humility, a leader who tries to "serve" might just be using it as a manipulative tactic to gain control or popularity. True servant leadership comes from an authentic, humble desire to put the needs of others first. It is, as the saying goes, "thinking of yourself less, not thinking less of yourself."

Pulse of the night

Saturday Ghosts