ANATOLIA - ΑΝΑΤΟΛΙΑ

Comptine pour âmes en peine

Chrome-grooved high melancholia for the vapor generation. (The what?) 120 BPM with rich melody for miles

Danse spirituelle

Sans nom so far

Sur une musique de Christian Devienne, merci à lui. 

Ça fait déjà quelques années
Qu’ils préparaient son arrivée
Disant le tout et son contraire
Avec des mots très ordinaires
Prêts à tous les excès pour plaire

Charmant des esprits engourdis
par le malheur et par l’envie
De mensonges en raccourcis
La bête a fabriqué son nid

S’imaginant fille d’un dieu
Pas vraiment miséricordieux
Elle n’a plus à se confesser
Puisque le mal n’est plus péché
C’est tellement pratique pour rester

Lorsque sur des tombes encore fraîches
De morts qui sont encore pleurés
La bête prévoit d’édifier
Des Disneyland et des palais

N’importe où, qui que vous soyez
Même silencieux et caché
Louvoyant la tête baissée
Lorsque votre numéro est tiré
Ses sicaires sauront vous trouver
Pour vous pendre ou vous enrôler

Quand la raison meurt sous le fer
Le pire qu’on croyait révolu
Laboure des terres inconnues
Plus brûlantes et noires que l’enfer

Mais si la bête toujours renaît
Le meilleur aussi apparaît
Si d’autres monstres ont paradé
Ils ont tous fini par tomber




la bête

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Here's a remix of Indii's lovely song "Make me love you". I'm always honored to work with Her vocals.

Her original song can be found here;

https://soundcloud.com/indiiwildmoon/make-me-love-you-broken-edit



More of her work can be found on SoundCloud here;

https://soundcloud.com/wildsilencez


And also on Bandcamp here;

https://wildsilences.bandcamp.com/album/fractured-silences-remixes-welcome


Artwork created with https://www.canva.com/



Indii Wild Moon - Make Me Love You (RiZLiX Remix)

Into Hyades (2003)

File Updated: ebow added


Added verse for Ukraine as well as Palestine. The hope is they get the Peace we got from these words after my Grandad wrote them 🙏 Added a Native American chant over the Ukraine verse. Wen-da-ya-Ho
I have bolted on the Ukraine verse. I'll go for a full fresh rebuild of the idea soon

The Orange Wolves
"Oh captive Gaels across the border
Suppressed by wolves of law and order
With sheepish tongue and gun in hand
How slyly they divide our land!
Aided by our Christian faith
Gods message changed from love to hate
This sinful 'state' cannot remain
May God release it from it's pain!
Let secret truths be now confessed
From barracades by sons supressed
While smouldering homes cry out to Heaven
Incense to God by the Orange Devil!
And as the flames of freedom grow
They melt the chains which bound you so
Fear not, dear children, brave and fine
The wolf cannot devour the Lion!" [Papa (Bill Stapleton)1969]

The Blue Wolves
"Oh grafting Gazan's out a little further
Suppressed by wolves, The present "order"!
With sheepish tongue and gun in hand
How slyly they divide your land
Aided by your Muslim faith
May God's message spread love and light
We see your State!
You must remain!
May God release all from their pain
Let secret truths be found and blessed
Move barricades, Bring the food, What beats in your chest?
While smouldering homes cry out to Heaven
Incense to God by this days' Blue Devil!
And as our flames of freedom show
They melt the chains which bound us so
Fear not, dear children,
Its brave you define.
The wolf can never devour our Palestine 🇵🇸"

Fear not, dear children,
Its brave you define.
The wolf can never devour a true Lion

The Red Wolves
Unite with Ukraine
They're bruising further
Weathered by wolves, the present "order"
Indecision,
Guns to head while shaking hands
How slyly they just took your land.
Aided by our ailing aid
May you find power and love
A full state.
We see their hate
Prisoner army of pain
May they retreat to borders sane
May your grain sail free to nest
Our hearts have food
Our grace to your best 
While smouldering homes cry out to Heaven
Incense to God by the Red Devil
As the flames of freedom grow
They melt the chains which bound you so
Fear not, dear children, brave and fine
The wolf cannot devour the Lion!

 [Adapted from Bills poem for the present day - TBD 2025] Free Palestine. We got there. So will you guys. Loads of love from Ireland. Free 🇵🇸

The Wolves

Home is where your heart belongs!❤️

Lots of talented people involved on the creation of this song! Thank you guys! This wouldn't be the same without you!

Music and Lyrics: Rachel Goldie
Lead Vocals: Rachel Goldie
Backing Vocals: Stephens Production Choir
                              Rose Bello
                              Flourish Imole
                              Emma Ayo
                              Volodymyr Chyzhovych
Drums: Glenn Welman
Mixing Engineer: Martijn Stienstra
Mastering Engineer: David Mackie Scouller - Dynamic Mastering
Video Production: Rachel Goldie - Available at my YouTube channel!😄


All rights reserved.

#butterfly #originalsong #femalevocals #choir #heartfelt #home #softpop #popballad #rachelgoldie #spotify #lifechange #expatlife 

Butterfly

Down in the hall, she sits alone
Watching the world outside 
Finally, a place to call her own
Leave troubles behind

A suitcase packed with hope and dreams 
Light as it seems
But heavy is the chest of one who leaves
Behind the scenes

Friends and family came to 
Say goodbye, envying her life 
See you soon, till the next time
Go girl, fly high

Once she closed the door her life was
Never like it was before
As a butterfly she spreads her wings
Remembering days of yore
When in a cocoon she was confined 
And worked so hard till she could soar 

One step further, day by day
 This is her fate, no time to wait 
Chasing stars and healing scars
But there’s a price that she must pay
Every winding turn, a lesson learned
And dreams are lost along the way 

When you’re on the top, but feeling down
Why keep the crown
For the weight of gold can bind
Your soul and mind
Oh my
Why

A kingdom and a throne
But nothing feels like home, home

Once she closed the door another opened
But she wanted more
More than gold, and get a hold
Of all the friends she had before
Heal the pain and find the strength
To fly again when heart and soul are sore

Tiny butterfly, with colors bright
Dancing in the morning light
Tender wings, she sails the wind
Across the old suburban sky
Back at home, her faith is strong 
Embracing love she traveled far to find

Butterfly

original Music/Lyrics/Vocals: Neowakan
2006

Dream

Gil Gámez : producción.
Mía León : diseño y edición.
Diógenes Tacuara : letra y arreglos.

Proyecto5813 pertenece al laboratorio audiovisual de CERCo21 (Centro de Estudios y Revisión Conrinuum). Un espacio que investiga lo que tienen en común una torre eléctrica y una palmera, los andes y los rascacielos, un microchips y una hélice de ADN. P5813 es un sintetizador que sondea las proporciones para orquestar sonidos, esculpir piedra, edificar ciudades y construir herramientas. Alquimia de Valores. No hay lugar para el arte por el arte mismo sino como producción estética. No es un deleite a los sentidos sino un choque psicológico que utiliza los sentidos como medio. Música para la vista. P5813 es la armonía entre la arquitectura de frecuencias  y un oscilador de punto-línea.
El ruido de la tecnología. Música hecha con los deshechos del capitalismo.

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