Hyperion

I am happy to present a further great collaboration with southafrican Singer Sonwriter Mike Hill.

Credits:
@mikehillravenscall: vocals and lyrics
@nobsmeyer: electric guitar, bass, drum production, mix and mastering.

It Feels Like I'm In Hell

A very heartfelt and personal song, dedicated to those who are no longer with us. We've all lost someone we love, and with this song, we tried to translate that feeling into words and music.
For you, who have returned to being what you were before you were born! Thank you for helping us become who we are.❤️
https://www.tiktok.com/@beatingedge/video/7423058230705769761
https://ffm.to/memories-of_you
Released on major streaming platforms on September 9, 2024.
©2024 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

In the silence of the night
I feel your presence near
A love that's so profound
A bond that's crystal clear
Every note that I play
Every word that I sing
Is a tribute to your spirit
Like an angel's whispering

I remember your touch
So gentle and so kind
Your voice like a lullaby
Forever in my mind
Though you're no longer here
Your love will never die
With every song I write
You'll be right by my side

Oh
These memories of you
They carry me on
Through the darkest of nights
And the breaking of dawn
With every word I sing
And every note I play

In the echoes of the past
I find solace in your embrace
Your essence lingers on
In every melody I chase
Through the shadows of the night
Your spirit guides my way
In the depths of my soul
Your love will always stay

In the echoes of the past
I find solace in your embrace
Your essence lingers on
In every melody I chase
Through the shadows of the night
Your spirit guides my way
In the depths of my soul
Your love will always stay

I see you in the stars above
And in the whispers of the breeze
Your memory's a beacon
That guides me through the seas
Though time may pass us by
And seasons come and go
Your love remains eternal
A flame that continues to glow

Oh
These memories of you
They carry me on
Through the darkest of nights
And the breaking of dawn
With every word I sing
And every note I play
I'll keep your memory alive
In my heart you'll forever stay

You will live forever
in my mind
and in my heart 

Oh
These memories of you
They carry me on
Through the darkest of nights
And the breaking of dawn
With every word I sing
And every note I play
I'll keep your memory alive

In my heart
you’ll forever
stay

Memories of you

Memories of You

Homeward Bound

https://ffm.to/the-victor
"The Victor" explores the haunting emptiness of war’s victories. With raw lyrics and intense metal riffs, it reveals that triumph on the battlefield often brings only shattered lives and hollow dreams. The song's heavy atmosphere depict a world where heroes fade to shadows, and even kings must bow. This is not a tale of glory! I’s a reminder that in war’s sad dance, only death truly wears the crown!
From the album 'Metal Edge'.
Released on major streaming platforms on October 10, 2024.
©2024 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Dust and bones twist in the wind
Blood and steel rust on the field
Broken cries silent as night
Victory hollows empty dreams

Thunder roars whispers no peace
Eyes turned grey hearts made of ice
Shattered lives lost in the fray
Nightmare born out of empty dreams

Thunder roars whispers no peace
Eyes turned grey hearts made of ice
Shattered lives lost in the fray
Nightmares born out of despair

Death is the king
The reaper of war's sad song
Death is the crown
The only victor in this dance

Men of iron futile fight
Banners fall kings shall kneel
Victory naught but a deceit
Lives forfeit under the sun

Heroes fade to mere shadows
Glory fades to bitter night
In the end all tales do spin
Victory belongs to none

Death is the king
The reaper of war's sad song
Death is the crown
The only victor in this dance

Death is the king
The reaper of war's sad song
Death is the crown
The only victor in this dance

Men of iron futile fight
Banners fall kings shall kneel
Victory naught but a deceit
Lives forfeit under the sun

Heroes fade to mere shadows
Glory fades to bitter night
In the end all tales do spin
Victory belongs to none

Death is the king
The reaper of war's sad song
Death is the crown
The only victor in this dance

Metal Edge

The Victor

Written: 1989
Duration: 15'
Instrumentation: alto sax (doubling Bar Chimes [Mark Tree] in Perc. 1 setup) and three percussionists (Percussion 1: 4 1/3 octave marimba, bar chimes (Mark Tree), log drum [A5], two brake drums [G5, A5], small Almglocken cowbell [G5], small Rosewood claves [E5], two computer floppy diskettes / Percussion 2: 4-octave bass marimba, two Goblet drums [Darbuka] [A4, C5], log drum [E5], two brake drums [E5, F5], medium Almglocken cowbell [E5], claves, two computer floppy diskettes / Percussion 3: concert bass drum, crotales [high octave], log drum, typing paper, brake drums [C5, D5], bell tree, cowbell, large African claves,  two computer floppy diskettes)
Premiere: Student Recital, Richard Wyman, saxophone, with David Carlisle, Robert Paterson, and Joseph Tompkins, percussion; Eastman School of Music, Rochester, NY, April 15, 1989.
Publisher: Robert Paterson Music (ASCAP)
 
This work is currently unavailable.

PROGRAM NOTE
Machines are slowly overtaking mankind; they are beginning to possess a life of their own. Androids, humanoids, computers, four-wheel vehicles, and other machines are weaving their way into our lives in both obvious and subtle ways. People in developed societies depend on them for their lives. As hypothesized in many science fiction books and films, our massive expansion of technology will eventually create machines with free will: they will be able to think and feel and will have the power to ultimately destroy us. If too many are given the power of reasoning, they may decide that we need to be terminated; we are creatures with many flaws.

Humanus Ex Machina is a work about the hypothesized, eventual downfall and deterioration of humankind resulting from being overthrown by machines. The three percussionists represent the machines and play traditional percussion instruments and “found objects” such as computer floppy disks and brake drums. Humankind, represented by an alto saxophonist, senses that mankind is about to be wiped out by its creations and triumphs over them with the greatest weapon of all, the human mind.

Humanus Ex Machina

Vibe Operator

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🎧The Diversity of Being𝆮
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Lyrics:

I wear a thousand faces none of them mine
In the mirror they flicker then realign
Every shadow a secret every scar a sign

Oh the diversity of being
A puzzle with no meaning
Pieces shifting while I'm breathing
Oh the diversity of being
A map with roads unseeing
Lost and found while I'm dreaming

A bird in my chest it never flies straight
Wings of hope tangled in threads of fate
It sings a song of love but it whispers hate

And I ask why but the answer’s mute
The world replies with its own pursuit

Oh the diversity of being
A puzzle with no meaning
Pieces shifting while I'm breathing
Oh the diversity of being
A map with roads unseeing
Lost and found while I'm dreaming

Is it chaos or is it art
Are we broken or just a part
Of a dance we don’t even start

🎧The Diversity of Being𝆮

Losing My Mind

The Shadows of Grim Batol (v5 Remastered)

Once again, has James ( Jimmy ) Rivas proved what a wonderful singer he is. Not only is he a wonderful singer, he's also an excellent lyricist. It is a great pleasure for me to work with James again and again. Thank you my friend for one more time......https://soundcloud.com/j-rivas

Break Of Day

Break Of Day   by James Rivas & Martin Hirsch

Rock, Rock, Rock and no Alternative …
Rock is not dead, you can validate the evidences here.
People who want to get mellow might be wrong on this site, but are more than welcome to take up some energy here 😀
I am playing guitar and Bass. Keyboards and Drums are programmed.
Mix and Mastering was done in the „N.o.b.S. Moonshine Studios“ in Mainz Germany.
Nearly everything had been recorded during the night, sometimes at daylight on weekends.