Et dansera la flamme

An impressionist work for piano, the ambiance of his spirit through the vein of the tree
Piano work
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Une œuvre impressionniste pour piano, l’ambiance de son esprit à travers la veine de l’arbre

Pièce pour piano
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Liminaire

La Racine De L'Arbre Qui Coule Dans Les Veines De Mon Esprit

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Mumukshu - Abstract Systems

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Waiting Game

Deciding what to come

Jackhammer

"Breeding Material"
(A Defiant Anthem)

[Verse 1]
You call me "baby," like I’m made to please,
Just a pretty face, a trophy to seize.
But I’ve got a voice, I’ve got my own mind,
Not just a body for you to unwind.

[Pre-Chorus]
You want me docile, soft, and sweet,
But I ain’t here to kiss your feet.
So take your whispers, take your lies,
I’ll flip the script—now meet my eyes.

[Chorus]
I’m not your "breeding material," no, not anymore,
I’ll slam the door, you’ll hit the floor.
You want a toy? Well, here’s the deal,
Now you’re my sextoy—how’s that feel?
Too damn heavy, too damn vain,
Next time, babe, don’t be so plain.

[Verse 2]
You like to play like you run the show,
Whiskey words and an ego glow.
But tables turn, and now it’s me,
Who laughs and leaves you on your knees.

[Pre-Chorus]
You thought I’d blush and play along,
But I’m the fire, you’re just the wrong.
So pack your charm, your empty praise,
I’ll be the storm—you’ll be the daze.

[Chorus]
I’m not your "breeding material," no, not anymore,
I’ll slam the door, you’ll hit the floor.
You want a toy? Well, here’s the deal,
Now you’re my sextoy—how’s that feel?
Too damn heavy, too damn vain,
Next time, babe, don’t be so plain.

[Bridge]
I’ll wear my power, sharp and bright,
While you’re just here for one damn night.
A fleeting game, a passing high,
You’re disposable—wave goodbye.

[Outro]
So say my name like it’s a prayer,
But I’m the god who doesn’t care.
"Breeding material"? That’s your lie.
Now watch me leave you wondering why.



Breeding Material

My Friend is about the loss and reunion of a true friend.

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Cover of a song written by Bill Callery and recorded by Willie Nelson

Hands on the Wheel

This track is about those who at some point in their lives have felt lost and confused, searching for the meaning of their lives and for the path to light.

Lost In Dark

We are NOIR GRIS GRIS, a music band of Fred STZ (composer) and Kipanga Cha Radi (lead vocal), passionate about pop music, world music and rock. Our music reflects the world before our eyes—its shades of beauty, pain, tenderness, and cruelty. We believe in music without borders, open to all influences from around the world. Join us for a unique and authentic musical journey!

Breeding Material

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