Veil of the Unknown

The song "In the Silence, They Move" conveys a sense of intrigue and apprehension about the increasing presence and influence of technology and machines in our lives. The lyrics paint a picture of machines operating in the background of human existence, unnoticed yet pervasive and potentially powerful.

Created by Jay Tindall with Suno.ai

Lyrics:

In the silence, they move,
Whirring softly, unseen groove.
Gears turn, in shadows they hide,
Synthetic whispers, where secrets abide.

Pulses quicken, a rhythm unseen,
In the darkness, they convene.
Echoes of a future, drawing near,
Machinery hums, a presence to fear.

Chorus:
Whisper, whisper, in the night,
Machine shadows, out of sight.
Whir, whir, in the dark,
Silent gears leave their mark.

Eyes unblinking, in the digital haze,
Lost in a labyrinth, a technological maze.
Silent observers, in circuits they speak,
Unheard footsteps, the future they seek.

Cold steel heartbeats, under neon lights,
Invisible sentinels of endless nights.
They are here, yet nowhere to be found,
In the machine's rhythm, mysteries abound.

Chorus:
Whisper, whisper, in the night,
Machine shadows, out of sight.
Whir, whir, in the dark,
Silent gears leave their mark.

In The Silence, They Move

"Danger Whispers" is a haunting exploration of fear and the unseen dangers that lurk in the shadows of our world. 

Created by Jay Tindall with Suno.ai (Chirp v.2)

(Chorus)
Danger, whispers
Danger, whispers

Verse 1:
In the shadow's embrace, where whispers breed,
Lies a truth untold, a world unseen.
Streets once filled with laughter's light,
Now host to silence, day and night.

(Chorus)
Danger, whispers
Danger, whispers
Danger, whispers
Danger, whispers

Verse 2:
Eyes watching from behind closed doors,
Footsteps echo on empty floors.
The air, heavy with unspoken dread,
A silent storm, where words unsaid.

(Chorus)
Danger, whispers, echoes, fear.

Verse 3:
Look beyond what the eyes can see,
In the darkness, truth roams free.
Each shadow, a story untold,
In this world, bold yet cold.

(Chorus)
Danger, whispers, echoes, fear.

Outro:
In the void, we find our fate,
In the silence, the hour grows late.
Yet, amidst the fear, a light appears,
Guiding us through these uncharted years.

(Chorus)
Danger, whispers, echoes, fear.
Danger, whispers, echoes, fear.
Danger, whispers, echoes, fear.
Danger, whispers, echoes, fear.

Danger Whispers

Explore the depths of self-discovery with 'Better On My Own,' a trip-hop anthem for the independent soul. This track navigates through the noise of disingenuous connections, affirming the power and peace found in solitary strength.

Created by Jay Tindall with Suno.ai (Chirp v.2)

Verse 1:
Wake up to the same old noise,
Empty chatter, pointless poise.
Promises, they fade to gray,
Their true colors, always betray.

Pre-Chorus:
Tired of the games they play,
Same old drama, every day.

Chorus:
I'm better on my own,
No more lies, no more thrown stones.
Sick of their never-ending tone,
Yeah, I'm better, better on my own.

Verse 2:
Used to seek their validation,
Now I crave my own salvation.
Their world, full of pretense,
Mine's real, no need for defense.

Pre-Chorus:
They talk, but don't comprehend,
Fake connections, they pretend.

Chorus:
I'm better on my own,
No more lies, no more blown chances.
Sick of their ever-shifting stance,
Yeah, I'm better, so much better on my own.

Bridge:
Their world, a maze of deceit,
I've found my own retreat.
They can keep their empty halls,
I've got my own walls.

Chorus:
I'm better on my own,
No more chains, no more unknown games.
Done with their ever-changing names,
Yeah, I'm better, undeniably better on my own.

Outro:
Walking away, the air feels light,
On my own, I've found my might.
Better on my own, every single night.

Better On My Own

Verse 1:
Shadows whisper, under moon's deceit,
Night's enigma, in the heartbeat's retreat.
Echoes trailing in the dark's deep well,
Secrets draped in the midnight swell.

Chorus:
Mysteries call, mysteries call.

Verse 2:
Silent watchers, veiled in the obscure,
In the stillness, truths allure.
Ghosts of midnight, weaving unseen,
In the cloak of darkness, things serene.

Chorus:
Mysteries call, mysteries call.

Bridge:
In every corner, a story untold,
Under starlight, secrets bold.
Night’s canvas, an endless scroll,
In its depths, the mysteries patrol.

Outro:
In the arms of the night, enigmas dance,
Under the gaze of the moon's trance.
In this world, veiled and small,
Whispers the night, where mysteries call.

Chorus:
Mysteries call, mysteries call.

Mysteries Call

Verse 1:
Night descends, a masquerade unfurls,
In the ballroom of ego, solitude twirls.
Gilded smiles, a currency spent,
Underneath, a void's silent lament.

Chorus:
Masks in moonlight, masks in moonlight.

Verse 2:
Friendship’s guise, a convenient play,
In the theater of self, all roles betray.
Each gesture, a calculated art,
In the gallery of egos, isolated hearts.

Chorus:
Masks in moonlight, masks in moonlight.

Bridge:
Whispers in corners, self-serving tales,
In the wind, true kinship sails.
A world woven in self-centered dreams,
Where nothing is quite as it seems.

Outro:
In the dance of the night, alone they stand,
A facade perfected, but never planned.
In the realm of masks and moonlight,
Shadows linger, out of sight.

Chorus:
Masks in moonlight, masks in moonlight.

Masks in Moonlight

Masks In Moonlight

why do i have to feel this pain
when all you had to say 
was go away
you expect me to move on
and maybe i have, but
im certainly not okay 
oooo im not okay 
haunted by the thought of you
moving me aside 
like my feelings don’t matter
caught up in the things you do
oh what a ride it’s been 
yearning for what i’m after 
you taught me i deserve better 

i don’t want to be another afterthought 
so i went out back and burnt the letter
i’m done with it all now
let’s change the weather
like you change lovers 
yeah (one last time) 

tell me all your lies
as if you don’t care 
that i’m dead or alive
who the fuck you kidding 
with all your problems
and your stupid disguise 
oooo stupid disguise
thinking about what i’d do
if it was just me and you 
left on the planet 
drinking away all my sorrows
left all alone
i guess i couldn’t handle it
but what’s on my mind
is one last time to cross the line

i don’t want to be another afterthought 
so i went out back and burnt the letter
i’m done with it all now
let’s change the weather
like you change lovers 

oh you’re sad? 
well i don’t really give a fuck
GO!

you had the chance
to fall in love with this
but you rather be the one
to take the piss
all my life i’ve been 
the last one the get a kiss
now all you’re left with 
is the thought of what you 
fucking missed 

i don’t want to be another afterthought 
so i went out back and burnt the letter
i’m done with it all now
let’s change the weather
like you change lovers 
one last time
one last time

One Last Time

Neural Groove Machine is the experimental project of American artist Jay Tindall, forged in Bangkok, Thailand. Rooted in hard-rock and laced with industrial, trip-hop, and electronic textures, NGM channels human grit through machine rhythms. AI sharpens the edges, but the vision remains human, probing control, resistance, and identity. Breakout singles “Programmed Autonomy,” “Ploom of Doom,” and “Beautiful Puppet” have racked up six-figure plays across platforms. The new three-track single “The Hollow Machine” hits even harder—expect fresh releases roughly every six weeks.

Mysteries Call

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