Soul Bond (Remastered)

Many thanks to Michael Dellman for his patience on this track so happy he reached out to me from the other side of this world and ask me to write lyrics to his music.

From The Ground Up - Dellmania / Flipside Mantra

Covenent/Away

Covenant/Away

Names

Solstice

Searching For A New Drug

Relax to a groovy summer vibe. It's getting hotter and hotter I think it's about that time.

Pineapple Kiwi

Produced by Mark Xenophontos 

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos 

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Heart beats heavy, tearing at my mind
Creative collapse, leaving hope behind
Army green, cutting grass just to survive
All the hunger keeps this rage alive
But it rots away in slow decay
They judge my soul, steal my dreams away

They say "Stay down in the hell you know"
But this fire inside won't let me go

Flesh turns to dust, night swallows the light
Chasing the void with nowhere to hide
But I won't sell my soul
Won't give it to the devil below
Blood and steel running through my veins
I'll rise above the fire and pain
Faith come find me now
(Come and save me now)

This machine devours what I used to be
Another slave to their machinery
These golden chains wrapped around my throat
Demons whisper that there is no hope
But I'm shattering their web of lies
Time to claim my piece of paradise

Won't stay trapped in this living hell
Time to break out of this prison cell

Flesh turns to dust, night swallows the light
Chasing the void with nowhere to hide
But I won't sell my soul
Won't give it to the devil below
Blood and steel running through my veins
I'll rise above the fire and pain
Faith come find me now
(Come and save me now)

Isolation tried to break me down
Left me bleeding on the battleground
But I'm breaking through the wall of shame
Shattering every chain that held my name
No more living in the shadows of fear

This lightning burns away the tears
The man I was has disappeared

Flesh turns to dust, but I choose the light
Breaking these chains, I'm winning this fight
I won't sell my soul
Never bow to the devil below
Blood and steel, I've found my way
Rising stronger every single day
Faith has found me now
(Faith has saved me now)
Yeah, I'm finally free!

(I'm free!)
Breaking free!
(I'm free!)
Finally free!

Blood & Steel

Vorynth – The Noise They Can’t Kill

The Noise They Can’t Kill is an anthem for the overlooked and the over-silenced — a record that claws through censorship, scapegoating, and control with defiance in every note. Across ten tracks, Vorynth builds a cathedral of sound out of static, distortion, and rebellion, reminding us: “Stop punching down, start looking up.”

From the digital fury of 404_Freedom Not Found to the sing-along bite of Scapegoat Season, the chaotic distortion of Signal Jammer, and the apocalyptic climax of The Final Algorithm, the album weaves protest and catharsis into one unstoppable surge. The title track, The Noise They Can’t Kill, stands as a manifesto — a reminder that voices raised together can outlast any machine.

This isn’t just noise. It’s survival. It’s rebellion. It’s the sound they can’t erase.

Virus For The Hate Machine

Er schlief und hatte  einen Traum
Und verließ seinen Seelenraum
Frei von seinem Tagesleben
Vermocht er leicht dahin zu schweben

So angenehm  sich fortbewegend
Erreichte er eine schöne Gegend
Wohin er schwebte wuchs empor
Alsbald ein bunter Blumenfllor

Und lustig schwärmten um die Dolden
Viele tausend Falter, rot und golden
Ganz nah auf einen Lilienstengel
Einsam und sinnend saß ein Engel

Und weil das Land ihm unbekannt
Fragt er 
Wie nennt man dieses Land
Hier sprach der Engel 
Ändern sich die Dinge
Du bist im Reich der Schmetterlinge

Er aber wohlgemut und heiter
Zog achtlos seines Weges weiter
Da kam wie er so weiterglitt
Ein Frauenbild und schwebte mit

Als ein willkommenes Geleite
Anmutig lächelnd ihm zur Seite
Und um Sie nie mehr loszulassen
Dacht er die Holde zu erfassen

Doch eh er Zeit dazu gefunden
Schlüpft sie hinweg und ist verschwunden
Ihm war so schwül er musste trinken
Nicht fern sah er ein Bächlein blinken

Er bückte sich hinab zum Wasser
Gleich fasste ein Arm ein blasser
Vom Grund hinauf ihm beim Genick
Doch er entkam mit viel Geschick

Sein Hals war steif und krumm
Nur mühsam dreht er ihn herum
Und ach wie war es ringsumher
Auf einmal traurig öd und leer


Urplötzlich springt aus einem Graben
Begleitet vom Geschrei der Raben
Ihm eine Hexe auf den Nacken
Und spornt ihn an mit ihren Hacken

Und macht sich schwer wie Bleigewichte
Die Hexe quält ihn fast zu zunichte
Bis dass er matt und lendenlahm
Zu einem finstern Walde kam

Ein Jägersmann dürr von Gestalt
Trat hervor und rief  ein dumpfes Halt
Schon liegt ein Pfeil auf einem Bogen
Schon ist die Sehne straff gezogen

Jetzt trifft  der Jäger ihn in sein Herz
Doch erwachte der Schläfer voller Schmerz
Und sprang vom Bette ungesäumt
 Sonst hätt er wohl noch mehr geträumt

(Text: Wilhelm Busch)

Traum

Lyrics:

Sitting at home in a basement, living a life of a spaceman. (going crazy)
Don't want to be an experiment. (paranoid)
I had no common sense. (naïve)

That's when the lights went out, and I chose to save the world. (salvation)

I don't want to, I don't need to, but I have to. (obsession and compulsion)

Our love was breaking down. (loss of purpose)
Don't remember her touch now. (loss)
Five years ago we had a fight. (looking back in the past)
Now the nightmares come every night. (taught reality is a lie)

We blew the candle out. (marriage candle)
We chose another world. (a secular world)

When I think back, all the memories, all the plans we made, all the dreams we dreamed.
I didn't see, Hun, all your love gone.
I didn't see my supernova. (I lost it. I lost it.)

We threw the gauntlets down, and we made Hell on Earth. (relationship war)

I don't want to, I don't need to, but I have to.

Fly Away
Though there's nowhere left to fly. (the unknown)
Fly Away
Soaring into the black sky. (the unknown)
Fly Away
Above all my horrid sins. (I failed)
Fly Away
Until I fall and break again. (I fail again and again)
Fly Away
Remember all our memories. (living in the past)
Fly Away
All the things we used to be. (living in the past)
Fly Away.
Will the gods ever let us in? (the mystery is impenetrable)
Fly Away
Will I ever love again?

Fly Away

Hey, my name is Markus. In the past I've made Metal, Punk and Heavy Rock with my friends in my garage. I played the bass guitar and sometimes vocals. But that was way back (in the 90s). Now I produce my own songs at home and upload them. The music styles are from Metal, Punk, Rock to House and Dance, just everything I like. I would be happy if my songs are heard and positive feedback comes. I am also interested in cooperation and publish acapellas at looperman.com

Traum

MP Project