Remake of an old song by my old band ´Nova Ofensiva Terrorista´.
Vocals: Liz James  (https://soundcloud.com/lizjames1)
Lyrics: Ricardo Amaro
Cover art photo: Jonny Lopez (https://www.facebook.com/jonny.lpz.1)

Lyrics:

All my life I was looking for you
That soul that completes myself
Searching around the world
Trying to find you there
Now I’m standing in the dark
This seems to be my destiny
To be alone in this called life
I don’t know which road to take

I can’t live without your love
And I can’t breath without you here no
I can´t feel no longer your arms
You’re my life and I’m your heart
And this could be the bullet to myself

Now I’m standing on a bridge
And I have something to say
Things you´ve already heard
But I’m conscious of that

I can’t live without your love
And I can’t breath without you here no
I can´t feel no longer your arms
You’re my life and I’m your heart
And this could be the bullet to myself

I can only say that you are mine
And I still love you
I feel you like you’re always
Were a part of myself

I can’t live without your love
And I can’t breath without you here
I can´t feel no longer your arms
You’re my life and I’m your heart
This could be the bullet to myself

You’re enormous cause I feel enormous with you
And you’re small cause you’re inside my eyes
You’re enormous cause I feel enormous with you
And you’re small cause you’re inside my eyes

Bullet To Myself Feat. Liz James

Gallows

Track I created going through a little rough spell, but it just came easy to me to write this one.  Added a lead guitar with my 12-string electric to the end to finish the song out and filtered it thought it made a pretty unique sound. I hope you enjoy this one.  Thank you for your time listening to me.

Hard Rain

90's inspired Hard Rock made in Detroit.

Who's to say you find a way to hold us back again.
The lesson keeps us so alive, just like the living dead.
Can't stop the speculation.....bonafide.
Running out of sound again, losing just in time.

Cold rejection an unfamiliar song. The art of being wrong.
It's Called projection. You tell me to be strong. The art of being wrong.

Cast aside the human try, holding on to Psalms you don't abide.
Fugitives placed on a train, broken down annihilation, forget the baggage claim.

Cold rejection an unfamiliar song. The art of being wrong.
It's Called projection. You tell me to be strong. The art of being wrong.
I'm tired to hear your wrong again.

Why stand forty stories tall. Head check you're not a hero.
Pages from a manuscript. Plain and clear you didn't read at all.
Head check you're not a hero.
When it comes to devastation, I guess we've scene it all. 
Time to watch it fall.

The Art of Being Wrong

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Phantom Echoes

Bonjour! 
This is my first composition in 2025. It's called "Winter/ Hiver". It's first of 4 planned. I hope you'll like it.

Winter / Hiver

It comes in drizzle,
plays unnoticed,
little by little,
wet, top to bottom,

Creeping, shadows of your life,
every day closer, inside
until the day evil changes color...

in pretty faces,
under blue skies,
familiar places,
from your own mind,

Creeping, in your home,
until it's sleeping inside you,
the day evil changes color...

in broad daylight,
in words of love,
from the inside,
in dreams above...

Creeping, shadows of your life,
every day closer, inside,
until the day evil changes color...

EVIL CHANGES CO

The Forest moves

The Revelations given to John, A suit of melodies over the introduction of John and his vision and the seven letters to the seven candlestics (churches) and their devoted seven Angels.

Revelation of John. #:1-6- KJV 1611
And unto the Angel 
of the Church in Sardis 
thou shall write, 
These things saith he that hath
 the seven Spirits of God, 
& the seven stars in His hand; 
I know thy works, 
that thou hast a name that your alive, but are dead.
Be watchful, and strengthen 
the things which remain, 
that are ready to die: 
for I have not found thy works perfect before God.
Remember therefore, 
what you received and heard, 
hold fast, and repent. 
If you will not wake up, 
I will come on thee as a thief, 
and thou shall not know 
which hour I will come
you have a few names even in Sardis, 
which have not defiled their garments, 
and they shall walk with me in white: 
for they are worthy (for paradise)
He that overcome, 
the same shall be 
clothed in raiment white , 
and I will not blot out his name 
out of the booke of life,
I will confess his name
before my Father, and his Angels.
He who has ear, 
let him hear
what the Spirit saith to the Churches.

The Fifth Angel. Sardis

Since 2007 NASP is a OMA (OneManArmy) a solo project entirely made by me Alexandre Santos born and raised @ Porto in Portugal.
That said, here´s a little global description for my sound:
"The world created by Not a Side Project is a mix of dark and light, war and peace, high peaks and fluid valleys, where silences become loud and the blend of guitar and drums carries the listener in a sublime trip through ominous atmospheres."
So...
Thank you very much for stopping by and listen to my music, and, if you somehow liked something around here just go and take a peek at my links section below and spread some love by following, commenting, messaging or do whatever´s on your mind at the time XD I mean it!
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P.S. - Besides cover art, no AI was or will ever be used for the making of my music. 