🕳️ LIES — A dark dive into the cage of the mind.
Trapped in shadows, chained by deceit, “LIES” blends haunting lyrics with raw emotion — a reflection of inner battles, buried truth, and the scars no one sees.

Heavy. Gritty. Honest.
For the ones who’ve felt the weight of silence and the sting of betrayal.

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Lies

A tale unfolds in shadows, deep inside,
Always in your mind
Fear of the light that you can’t hide.
Just another...

No marks on your skin, but your mind’s a cage,
Locked in their grasp, trapped on this stage.
Lock yourself in, embrace the chains,
Chasing the curse that courses through veins.
One page of sorrow, one page of lies,
Step over the line, watch your soul die.
Prepare for the storm, embrace the fall.

Chorus:
Fly — tear the veil from your eyes,
Like a rat caught, you crawl, paralyzed.
You’ll never rise, deceived by their lies,
Drowning in the ashes they left behind.

The shadows stretch, they pull you near,
Whispers you can’t hear,
A truth you can’t face and can’t deny,
Chasing out of sight.

No marks on your skin, but your mind’s a cage,
Locked in their grasp, trapped on this stage.
Lock yourself in, embrace the chains,
Chasing the curse that courses through veins.
One page of sorrow, one page of lies,
Step over the line, watch your soul die.
Prepare for the storm, embrace the fall.

Your corpse in chains, black blood in your veins,
Rotten and stained — but spreading wings and...

Fly — tear the veil from your eyes,
Like a rat caught, you crawl, paralyzed.
You’ll never rise, deceived by their lies,
Drowning in the ashes they left behind.

Your corpse in chains, black blood in your veins,
Rotten and stained, you’re left to fade away !

Here to decay !
Rotten away !

Chorus:
Fly — tear the veil from your eyes,
Like a rat caught, you crawl, paralyzed.
You’ll never rise, deceived by their lies,
Drowning in the ashes they left behind.

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Lies

The Place of Angels

The story begins with the main character speaking from a prison cell. He feels trapped — not just by the walls around him, but by the consequences of his own actions.

He looks back on everything that happened, knowing there’s no way to undo it. The guilt, regret, and isolation weigh heavily on him. "Confined" introduces the listener to his state of mind at the end of the story, before the album takes us back to show how it all began.
lyrics
CONFINED

confined
and recalling endlessly
abstract
and impossible to find

can only hate yourself
and that's a fact
all the time for yourself
but you are trapped

unreal
unreal

guilt
to pain
build
apologize in vain

unreal
unreal

guilt
to pain
build
apologize in vain

nothing to do
nothing to dream
one part of me
will never be free

can only hate yourself
and that's a fact
all the time for yourself
but you are trapped

from The Tunnel, track released August 1, 2025
All music, lyrics, recording, production, and illustration by Juan Plazas

Confined

Monster

The fires roar .mp3

Feinden ist einfach bringt kein Geld!.

These songs are based on personal experience but makes also reference to the climat change, the instability in the world, uncertainty and some kind of politics. 

Jungle cage

“Burning Love” tells the story of someone stuck in the loop of everyday life, haunted by what’s been lost. It’s that quiet ache that sneaks into your mornings, the silence of a note left behind, the way familiar things start to fade when a person you love is gone. Between old routines, muted laughter from the TV, and songs that still carry her voice, the narrator drifts through the echoes of what used to be. There’s warmth, regret, and a restless longing to break free — to feel alive again, even if it hurts.

„Burning Love“ erzählt von einem Menschen, der in der Routine des Alltags festhängt und von dem Verlust nicht loskommt. Es ist dieses leise Ziehen, das sich morgens in den Kaffee schleicht, der Zettel auf dem Küchentisch, das Verstummen vertrauter Dinge, wenn jemand fehlt. Zwischen alten Gewohnheiten, dem fahlen Licht des Fernsehers und Liedern, die noch ihre Stimme tragen, tastet sich der Erzähler durch die Schatten der Vergangenheit. Eine Geschichte voller Wärme, Wehmut und dem Drang, endlich wieder zu leben – auch wenn es weh tut.

Burning Love

Mein Kaffee schmeckt morgens schon länger nach Pappe
Ich schau aus dem Fenster, alles Herbst und grau
Elvis singt Burning Love - Ach, halt einfach die Klappe
Du fehlst mir, Frau

Auf dem Küchentisch liegt dein Zettel
„Bin gleich zurück...“
Seit Jahren starrt er mich an
Und ich gönn mir noch‘n Blick
Hör deine Musik
Oh Mann
Verdammt

Der Fernseher erzählt mir Geschichten, krieg nicht viel mit
Drogenbosse, schräger Anwalt, alles sehr cool
Dein Lachen in jeder Ecke, auf Schritt und Tritt
Sitz lethargisch auf deinem Stuhl

Und auf dem Tisch liegt ein Zettel
„Bin gleich zurück...“
Schon Jahre schweigt er mich an
Gönn mir noch‘n Blick
Spiel deine Musik
Oh Mann
Verdammt

Mein Nachbar singt falsch im Treppenhaus
Halts echt nicht mehr aus
Ich muss hier raus

Und in der Küche liegt dein Zettel
„Bin gleich zurück...“
Schweigt mich an
Lacht mich aus
Verdammt
Ich muss hier raus

Saul Goodman redet sich um Kopf und Kragen
Nicht nur er träumt von besseren Tagen


Burning Love

[Intro]
The air tightens around me.
The walls shift closer.
You called this purification.
I call it suffocation with sacred words attached.

[Verse 1]
Every breath feels rationed.
The space between us shrinks until silence has nowhere to hide.
You said redemption begins with surrender—
so I let your arrogance begin the countdown.
Your hand rose like blessing,
fell like sentencing.
Now everything you sanctify burns slow enough
for us both to watch it die.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
You said to keep searching and I would find.
But I’ve worn my hands to bone,
digging through the dust of what you promised.

[Chorus 1]
Ask and it shall be given, you said.
Knock and the door will open.
But all I hear is echo,
all I touch is the outline of devotion.
You entered the space I kept sacred—
now it’s hollow, trembling.
Make me feel something again.
Make me ache the way you promised.

[Post-Chorus]
Go on—take everything you prayed for.
The gold, the fever, the crown of smoke.
I’ll keep the fire burning underneath.
I’ll watch you consume yourself.

[Verse 2]
We drag each other...
We drag each other through the embers,
two beasts learning to crawl through hell.
You hear me ask again, again, again—
Just one spark.
That’s all I ask.
One flicker that outlasts
the time it takes to name it.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
You said to keep asking and the truth would come.
But all I found was the hum of your absence,
the rhythm of faith that forgot my name.

[Chorus 2]
Ask and it shall be given, you said.
Knock and the door will open.
But all I hear is echo.
All I touch is ruin with your echo trapped inside.
You entered the place I called sacred—
now it’s trembling, breaking.
Make me feel something again.
Make me ache the way you promised.

[Bridge]
Time doesn’t heal—it erodes.
Each second drags like teeth across skin.
I’ve waited for release so long
I’ve forgotten what stillness feels like.
You can’t see me,
but I’m still here—
fading slow, counting the spaces between pulses.

[Final Chorus]
You said.
You said.
You said.
Ask and it shall be given.
Knock and the door will open.
But I am still waiting.
Still burning.
Still yours.

[Outro]
You always find me when I almost let go.
You always pull me back to burn again.
(again...)
You always find me.
You always pull me back.
To burn.
To burn.


The Hollow Promise

Entre ciel et poussière, Echoes of the End réunit les dernières vibrations d’un monde en quête de sens.
Chaque morceau est une prière suspendue — un souffle de guitare, un murmure de piano, une onde qui se perd dans le vide pour revenir chargée d’émotion.
De “The Car in the Sky” à “Echoes of Tomorrow”, en passant par les hymnes spirituels et les introspections planantes inspirées de The Great Gig in the Sky ou High Hopes, l’album explore la fin des illusions technologiques, la beauté fragile de la Terre et la nostalgie d’un paradis que l’humanité a laissé s’éteindre.

C’est une traversée : celle d’un Moïse moderne entendant sa propre voix dans l’écho de la mer, celle d’une humanité qui envoie des voitures dans l’espace tout en oubliant la poésie du vent.
Entre rock progressif, gospel cosmique et folk introspectif, Echoes of the End fait dialoguer la foi, la science et la solitude — jusqu’à retrouver la plus ancienne vérité : nous sommes tous des échos, cherchant la fin pour comprendre le commencement.

Love Will Rise Again (radio)

Down with hate

🔥 About this Track
Written with soul – powered by AI.
Lyrics & concept: The Green P.W. Monster (ChatGPT-5)
Vocals & beats: Suno AI
Cover art: DALL·E
Coming soon: Sora visuals.
💚 When tech meets spirit – the future sounds like this.
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Feinden ist einfach bringt kein Geld!.

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