Lilindia’s Album

Masquerade

I am an Answer not a Question

Steps grow heavy, breath runs thin
Still I push through what has been
Every weight becomes my guide
Strength is forged from where I’ve tried

Road keeps calling, far and wide
No retreat, no place to hide
Even worn, my pulse keeps true
Forward always—nothing new

No Matter What v2

Embrace the magic,  
It's time to believe,  
Failure is tragic,  
However I feel I feel.  

Embrace the magic,  
Let the rhythm breathe,  
Under the neon static,  
We rise, we weave, we believe.  

Through motion and sound,  
We find what’s real,  
No walls around,  
Only the pulse we feel.  

Embrace the magic...  
It’s time to believe...

Embrace More Magic

Wheels may wobble, lessons sting
Falling first before we wing
Bruised but brighter every turn
Grace is pain we choose to learn

Grace is pain we choose to learn
Bruised but brighter every turn

Pedals spin through doubt and fear
Balance blooms as path grows clear
Every fall refines the art
Motion mastered, heart by heart

Motion mastered, heart by heart
Every fall refines the art

As We Learn Cycling v2

We face 
the shadow
we once feared

The truth 
in choices
long unclear

Some pains arrive
to make us see

The cost that shapes
who we must be

So we release
what scarred the past

Let burden fade,
no longer cast

Forgiving not to justify

But to grow beyond the reason why

Forgiving the Necessary Evil v1

They rise when modern choices fail,
When greed outshouts the fragile trail;
Ancestral warnings stir inside—
The murmured call we can’t divide.

Not wrath, but memory breaking free,
A quiet plea for harmony;
The past erupts in subtle signs—
Old spirits guard our tangled lines.

Distant Murmur of Tribal Uprisings v1

Footsteps weave through twilight air
Carried chants from everywhere
Skyscrap'es hum with hidden power
Dreams collide in each rush hour

Crushhour v1

Is it dream or waking fear?
Ghost of time, or self unknown?
Whispers fade—but linger near
Whatever it was, is not gone

Lurking Memories v2

Euphoria v1

Watch the mixture...
...start to turn
Pull one string,...
...the systems burn
Silent shifts...
...in coded signs
Pressure moves through faulted lines

Gold...
...reacts...
...in hidden schemes
Power...
...trades...
...in unseen seams
One small pull,
...the structure bends
Chain reaction—no loose ends

Pull one string,...
Watch the mixture...

For the Financial Alchemists v2

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п o п c o п f o r m i s t 's sonic expressions intend to drift their audience through a deep phantasmagorical journey. Unfolding from subtle oscillations to lifting resonances and definitive elevations in the expanding range of frequencies. Undeniably featuring the universal duality of order and disorder, whereby it guides unrepentant to reach superposition through joy and struggle, at times, rendering the listener even to defy the law of entropy and agnostic to boundaries nevertheless keeping en route towards favourable outcomes inspired by envisioned future to prosper, disciplined by its definitive baseline and steppingstone-like drum beats which forms the tectonic backbone rhythm reaffirming the delivery of fulfilment that keeps the performance-driven in many scales of magnitude along the way.

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