Somedays

Supermarket of Love (Rock version)

The final quest is drawing nearer,
When every monster, every fear
Is left behind—my soul will finally
Find your soul waiting there for me.
At the breaking point, on the edge of the world,
That’s where our destinies will unfold.

I’m drawn to you through danger’s flame,
Through burning walls 
I want to break these chains inside,
And take the road where feelings guide—
But I’m afraid of what will be,
Of what the future holds for me… for us.

Yet at the breaking point, on the edge of the world,
We will meet where fate is unfurled.
And I’ll step beyond the walls I built,
Past every fear, past every guilt.
I’ll cross the borders of my mind,
Leave all my shadows far behind.
At the breaking point, on the edge of the world,
We will meet… I know we will.

The final quest

Lifetime lie 



Let’s just bury your lie by closing our eyes.
There's truly no alternative now.
It’s your fault, you see.
I’ve been trying to forgive you.
But this wound hits my ego too keen.
I feel absolutely shattered.
I can’t bear our gaze to ever convene.
Your tears and your pleading don’t give me pleasure.
Answer yourself, is he any better, at all?
Was any of this worth your poor measure?
Bitch!
I’m trapped in this vicious circle, the angels descended from Heaven, yet I’m the demon in their midst.
A lightning strike on the very spot where I stand, not once, but a hundred times.
Your betrayal stings right at my sense of pride.
But my feelings won't let me leave you on the other side.
It’s a dead-end, a cruel tie.
This is pain for an age, a lifetime lie.
I tried to make the best of it.
But the truth just feels like cold cement.
Every whisper now is a fractured sentiment.
And I cannot unsee what you meant.
Did you always feel that something was missing in your heart?
Why did you keep silent from the very start?
I lived for you, with every single part.
And what happens now, where do we take this art?
How absurd and silly, they say a man is monogamous by design.
And this is the final score. My control, refined.
And your betrayal of what was meant to be mine.
Wailing, you whisper, “Just kill me, I deserve my due.”
But I don’t wish death upon you, I simply do not.
I just wish to leave, to flee, to sink through the earth to escape this rot.
Let’s just bury your lie by closing our eyes.
I’m trapped in this vicious circle, the angels descended from Heaven, yet I’m the demon in their midst.
A lightning strike on the very spot where I stand, not once, but a hundred times.
Your betrayal stings right at my sense of pride.
But my feelings won't let me leave you on the other side.
It’s a dead-end, a cruel tie.
This is pain for an age, a lifetime lie.
Let’s just bury your lie by closing our eyes.

Lifetime Lie

I killed love

Some people wanna do good
Some people wanna do bad
It's hard to tell who is who when they wear the same shoes
It's hard to tell who is who when they sing the same tune

And in a world like this
It's so hard to tell
what's black and what's white
It feels like hell
The only thing I can do is try my best
To find the light again in the darkness

I don't know what to do
And I don't know what to say
I see a future where I feel like I lost my way
I see a future where I feel like I lost my way

And in a world like this
It's so hard to tell
what's black and what's white
It feels like hell
The only thing I can do is try my best
To find the light again in the darkness
In a world like this
It's so hard to tell
what's black and what's white
It feels like hell
The only thing I can do is try my best
To find the light again in the darkness

Track from the album "Canary In The Coalmine"

Canary In The Coalmine

Yin & Yang

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it won’t always be like this

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This track captures the frantic, high-tension loop of modern living. Blending the lush, carnival-esque psychedelia of 1967 (Beatles/Sgt. Pepper) with the aggressive, distorted bass of the 2025 Phonk scene, "Cortisol Carousel" sonically mimics the internal spike of stress hormones in an era of constant connectivity.

🎸 Sonics: Deep side-chained sub-bass, 60s Farfisa organ, and high-energy cowbell leads meet airy, layered harmonies.

Cortisol Carousel

[Verse 1]
Salt in the beard
Iron in hand
Cold waves claw
At the keel and the sand
Ravens above us
Reading the foam
We chase the edge
Of the known world’s bone

[Chorus]
Vikings at the sea
Blood in the breeze
Carved dragon teeth
Biting through the deep
Vikings at the sea
Roaring like we’re free
If the storm wants me
It better swing first

[Verse 2]
Shields on the rail
Red like fresh war
Old songs carved
In the planks of the floor
Ale on our breath
Names on our tongues
Home is a fire
Behind us
Undone

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
[low vocal register
Gang chant]
Row
Till the sky splits open
Row
Till the planks turn red
Row
If we never see morning
We already ate
With the honored dead

[Chorus]

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cold whispers

There is no if nor how, there is only now

cold whispers

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