 "Summer Feelings"
"My very first summer album – a soundtrack to sunshine, freedom, and joy."

With all of my songs I wanted to bring more energy and warmth into my music, something light, fun, and full of movement. This is the first time I’ve truly embraced that sun-soaked, feel-good vibe. Each track reflects moments that remind me of what summer is all about: open windows, ocean waves, golden skies, barefoot laughter, and carefree nights.

It’s a celebration of life at a slightly faster pace where rhythm meets radiance, and every note feels like a breeze through your hair. I hope these songs bring you the same feeling they brought me while creating them: pure, sunlit happiness.

So roll your windows down, turn it up, and let this be your soundtrack for everything from beach days to warm night drives.

Welcome to my summer.
Welcome to "Summer Feelings."

Feels Like Summer

Fell For You In The Summer

“Grave Walk” is a gritty and powerful anthem of survival, resilience, and self-mastery. 
The lyrics paint a raw portrait of someone forged in darkness, raised by silence, marked by scars, and hardened by betrayal. 
With no illusions left, the narrator walks alone through a world of shadows, owning their pain and turning it into power.

The verses describe a life without mercy or shortcuts, only cold truths, fallen angels, and inner fire. 
The pre-chorus and chorus contrast the weight of silent strength with the chaos of the outside world, asserting that true power doesn’t scream, it burns quietly with intent.

In the bridge, the narrator doesn’t run from the storm but embraces it, refusing to wear borrowed identities or wave any flag. 
The outro seals the message: this isn’t a story of seeking recognition, it’s about leaving behind a trail of truth in a world that often chooses shame.

Dark, poetic, and unrelenting, “Grave Walk” is a battle cry for anyone who’s endured, and emerged unbroken.

This was my first try to do some dark hiphop that include personal experiences... 
Hope you like it.

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Lyrics:


No streetlight mercy, just dark in the glass, 
Each step echoes like a ghost from the past. 
No prayers left I burned ‘em slow, 
Truth hit harder than any foe. 
Raised by silence, taught by scars, 
Dug my path through concrete bars. 
Smiles lied, eyes betrayed, 
So I carved my name in the dirt they made. 

They talk light
I move through weight
 Made my throne where the shadows wait

This is grave walk dead hope, live soul
Marchin’ through fire with full control
No need to speak, I let pain recite
Every breath I take is born from fight

I don't beg, I don't bend, I just burn
Let the bridges fall I never turn
Tried being clean in a world of rust
But angels fall too, just like dust
Clock hands spin, but I don’t race
Time don’t own me, I set my pace
They chase noise
I chase still
Cause peace ain't loud, it just kills with skill
 
So when the storm rolls in, I don’t hide
I open my chest and let the lightning ride
No chains, no flag, no borrowed flame
I walk through graves — still not tame

This is grave walk — dead hope, live soul
Marchin’ through fire with full control
No need to speak
I let pain recite
Every breath I take is born from fight

So if you see me in the dark don’t call my name
I ain't here for fame, I ain't here for blame. 
I just walk one man, one flame
And leave behind truth where others leave shame

Grave Walk

Breath Is The Password

This is a raw and uncompromising story about rising from the darkness without help, a map, or a safe path forward. 
The narrator comes from a place where the sun never reaches, where words are kept locked away, shaped by pain and hardships. 
Every line is a scar, every verse an act of survival.

It’s a song about forging your own strength when the world is silent and hostile learning to walk through fire and wearing the burn marks like medals. 
There’s no false glamour here, no pretend allies, just a lone voice that has turned smoke and ash into its own power.

The imagery is dark and powerful: storm clouds moving slowly, truths carved into stone, a name echoing like thunder across the sky. 
The song is both a warning and a triumph and proof that even from the most burned and broken remains, something unshakable can rise.

Enjoy...

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Lyrics:

I came from the cracks where the sun won’t reach 
Where the wind don’t talk and the walls don’t preach
Kept my voice in a vault, breath sharp like blades
Now I spit in code, built from the shades
No mentor, no map, just pain as my guide
Learned to walk through fire with the burn inside
I saw kings fall, saw truth denied
So I built my throne where the liars died

They want loud? I bring silence with scars
Each one’s a lesson that’s written in bars

Ashes don’t cry, they just rise with the heat, I’m the ghost in the beat, the war you won’t beat
No mask, no crew, just me and my flame, I was born in the smoke now I own the game

Let ‘em talk they don’t know the cost
Every line I drop’s what the fake ones lost
I don’t chase light, I don’t fear dark
I walk through silence and leave my mark
Been buried in doubt, but I dug my way
With fists and teeth, no time to pray
Now I move like stormclouds, slow and cold
Carvin’ truth in the stone like it’s blood and gold

You hear thunder? That’s my name in the sky
You see calm? That’s the mask I tie
But inside — it’s a war, it’s a storm with claws
And I sharpen every wound into breaking laws

Ashes don’t cry, they just rise with the heat
I’m the ghost in the beat, the war you won’t beat
No mask, no crew, just me and my flame
I was born in the smoke — now I own the game

So if I vanish, don’t light no flame
Just know I walked through hell without shame
Didn’t fold, didn’t fall, didn’t beg, didn’t lie — I just turned to smoke
And ashes don’t cry

Ashes Don´t Cry

To all the fathers out there...

This song is my truth, a message from a father who gave everything and still felt it wasn’t enough. 
It’s about all the fights no one saw, the nights spent worrying, the sacrifices made in silence, and the love that never stopped, even when it went unnoticed. 
Every line is a piece of that journey, the pain, the hope, the stubborn belief that one day you’ll understand how hard I tried and how much it cost me.

It’s not about being perfect, it’s about loving someone so deeply that you’d carry every burden just to give them a chance to stand strong. “Sorry If I Couldn't Reach You” is my heart on the table. It’s everything I couldn’t say out loud.

Miss you so much....
Dad

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The Lyrics

I know I failed to make you understand 
even when you were little, I still tried again 
Every day was a fight against lies and deceit 
I carried it all on my shoulders, to keep your peace 

I did everything I could, all for you 
I never gave up, though it burned me through 
One day, when you look back, I believe you’ll see 
how hard I fought, how much it cost me

I only wanted you to have the best 
I put myself aside, 
I thought of you the rest 
You may not have seen it then, but I fought every day 
So you’d find your strength, so you’d find your way 

I did everything I could, all for you 
I never gave up, though it burned me through 
One day, when you look back, I believe you’ll see 
How hard I fought, how much it cost me 
 
And if you ever doubt, 
I want you to know 
Everything I did was for you, 
Even if it didn’t show 
I loved you more than words could ever convey 
And I hope you’ll see it, somewhere along your way 

I did everything I could, all for you 
I never gave up, though it burned me through 
One day, when you look back, I believe you’ll see 
How hard I fought, how much it cost me...

Sorry If I Couldn't Reach You

In the crooked glow of Wonderland’s half-light, this album opens a door that was never meant to be found. Each track drifts between lullaby and nightmare, stitched together with shadowy pop melodies, ghost-glass harmonies, and surreal riddles whispered from the trees.

The music sways with dark whimsy — glittering, unsettling, sweet in all the wrong ways — guided by a female voice that floats like a charm and cuts like a blade. Beats pulse like a heartbeat lost in the maze, synths curl like smoke around trembling strings, and every chorus feels like stepping deeper into a world that remembers you.

These songs aren't just stories; they're invitations. They beckon you to follow the crooked path, to dance with the strange, to feel the chill of wonder and the warmth of madness. This is Wonderland rewritten in sound — beautiful, eerie, playful, and bruised with magic.

Enter if you dare… and stay if you dream.

Sugarcoat the Madness

Wonder

Sugarglass Halo

Glass Menagerie

Riddlelight

Part mythmaker, part mad maestro, Sam conducts a rotating cast of OneDareLand’s most unhinged icons — Alice, the Red Queen, the March Hare, the Hound, the Twins, and more — each with their own sonic identity and emotional world. Every track opens a tent flap into a new act of the circus, where dark-pop meets fairy-tale chaos, dream-rap collides with fantasy electronica, and nothing ever follows the rules.
OneDareLand is not a genre — it’s a realm.
 A place where storytelling becomes sound, where characters breathe through basslines, and where every song is a doorway to a different corner of Wonderland’s twisted heart.
It’s myth-pop and chaos-rap, fantasy electronica and outlaw country, dark lullabies and Wonderland club anthems — stitched together with the rule that nothing follows the rules.
It’s music built on dare, on dream, on “What if we push it further?”
OneDareLand exists to create:
✨ A universe you can listen to
 ✨ A mythology you can live inside
 ✨ A sound that turns imagination into reality
Every character — Alice, the Red Queen, the March Hare, the Hound, the Duchess, the Twins — carries their own sonic DNA, but they’re all part of the same empire.
 An expanding world of stories, scars, madness, healing, rebellion, and magic.
OneDareLand is the place where:
Fairytales rupture into bass drops


Whispers turn into battle cries


Darkness becomes art


Wonder becomes weapon


Music becomes worldbuilding


This project is meant to be a sanctuary, a saga, and a spark for anyone who feels too imaginative, too emotional, too intense, too “much” for the real world.
It’s for those who dare to feel everything.
 For those who turn their pain into portals.
 For those who know that worlds aren’t found — they’re built.
OneDareLand is our Wonderland.
 Not an escape from reality —
 but a revolution against it.
OneDareLand is a place built for the bold:
 for listeners who feel deeply, dream fiercely, and dare to step beyond the ordinary.
Welcome to OneDareLand — enter if you dare.

Wonder

Sam Antix