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Journal #26 (Humpty-Dumpty)

Bonjours à tous
Voici Les gardiens de nos mémoires, enregistré en 1987, est plus qu’un morceau, c’est un poème chanté à ceux qui ont forgé nos racines, à ceux dont les rides racontent des siècles d’amour, de luttes, et de lumière.
Leur présence est une richesse précieuse, souvent silencieuse, mais essentielle.
Derrière chaque ride se cache une histoire à préserver

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Musique :                    Laurentides Music
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Copyright :                  Laurentides Music 2025

Les gardiens de nos mémoires

How The Night Changes

Lyrics:

Amongst all of this hell there's a drug,
That is almost as good as a loving hug.
I'm not talking about pot,
Though it's a go to for quite a lot.

Nor is it a line of cocaine,
That's just asking for anger to rain.
Certainly not methamphetamine,
That'll never be my scene.

I'm talking about a white little pill,
Something that keeps my mind still.
Valium is the name,
My life line to keep me sane.

Valium is the name, 
(Valium is the name)
My life line to keep me sane.
(My life line to keep me sane)

Amongst all of this hell there's a drug,
That is almost as good as a loving hug.
I'm not talking about pot,
Though it's a go to for quite a lot.

Nor is it a line of cocaine,
That's just asking for anger to rain.
Certainly not methamphetamine,
That'll never be my scene.

I'm talking about a white little pill,
Something that keeps my mind still.
Valium is the name,
My life line to keep me sane.

Valium is the name, 
(Valium is the name)
My life line to keep me sane.
(My life line to keep me sane)




"Valium"
Copyright. ©
Beau Haustorfer, 2025.
All Rights Reserved.

Valium

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Desert Bloom

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Forty Days to Nineveh (JONAH 3:2)

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🌌 Dream Pop Album | Whisper-Lit Vocals

"Melodies dissolve like sugar in twilight, lyrics linger like fingerprints on fogged glass..."

💤 Whispers & Reverb: Barely-there vocals floating over hazy guitars

🌙 Nocturnal Moods: For 3 AM drives and unmade beds that remember

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Loving You Anyway

Ain't Feel Fine

A reinterpretation of The Sadist, with the original voice.
The same slow-burning, intimate portrait.
More clearer. More precise.
The Artist doesn’t explain.
They reveal truth.
Nothing is forced.
Nothing is hidden.

Inspired by the writings of Avsolen.

Lyrics

You shaped the sadist deep in me,
So I could burn your purity.
No pity, no regret, no shame,
This is how the Seraphs came.

You reeked of ease the day we met,
Adored too young to fear regret.
I came from fists, from frozen nights,
You came from praise and softened lights.

You took as though it was your right,
And flinched when hunger matched your bite.
But I, who knelt where silence grew,
Saw all the rot that bloomed in you.

Fall apart beneath my gaze,
Your silence soft, your vision haze.
Your mask will crack, your hands will cling,
And I will feed In your suffering.

You pulled away when I drew near,
Not out of hate, but buried fear.
But I have eyes that don’t let go,
I watched the lie beneath you grow.

The more you clawed, the more I knew,
The thing you feared was being true.
Not pain, not loss—no, that was fine…
What broke you was that you were mine.

Fall apart beneath my gaze,
Your silence soft, your vision haze.
Your mask will crack, your hands will cling,
And I will feed In your suffering.

I’ve carved you out from bone and breath,
Molded you close to holy death.
No words, no scream could set you free,
You gave your soul so willingly.

Your grief, your screams, your blood, your cries,
Each one a truth that never lies.
And in that state, so raw, undone,
You shine, my dark, my only sun.

I’ve known your beast, your deepest scar,
Yet loved you more for what you are.
So fall again, and let it start,
I’ll carve you slowly into art.

Fall apart beneath my gaze,
Your silence soft, your vision haze.
Your mask will crack, your hands will cling,
And I will feed In your suffering.

You're beautiful when you cry,
and when you cry, 
I know you're mine.

The Artist (ft Avsolen)

me desculpa ser ausente
talvez nao de, amor, pra ficar aqui
me perdoa sao coisas da minha mente
mas saiba amor; quero ficar aqui :(

me desculpa eu to doente
espero que entenda amor
eu tenho que ir

eu nao posso deixar vc perto de mim
eu juro amor nao quero que seja assim
eu juro meu bem so quero paz dentro mim
mas ja to pensando em coisas que  vao alem de mim
e eu nao penso no amanha
eu so penso no meu fim
entende? eu nao quero que submeta a mim

porque isso me afeta
tambem me deixa sem ar
te olho nos olhos
eu nao posso ficar

me desculpa ser ausente, so quero paz dentro de mim // vc nunka notou ?  ;-;

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