Name: LEBENDIG by PsyBeatmaker
Duration: 4 min 49 s
Description: They wanted to break him. The world, the pain, the darkness — all together. But he found something stronger than death: the will to live. Is the war cry of a man who rises from the ashes and screams: "I'm still here!" Between dark synths and orchestral thunder lies the story of a phoenix who refuses to die

Let Them Ride is a soul song about emotional clarity and the quiet courage of acceptance. Instead of sorting thoughts into “positive” or “negative,” it invites you to let feelings be - like passengers on your journey. Not every hard feeling is a problem to solve. Some just need space to ride. This is a song about choosing what feels true...

Let Them Ride

Je marche seul sous un ciel inversé
Des néons brillent mais je me sens effacé
Les voitures filent sans laisser de trace
L'or des rêves fond dans l'ombre des glaces

[Verse 2]
Dans ce désert sous des rubans d'étoiles
La liberté s'efface sous une toile
On promet tout des palmiers sous la lune
Mais mon cœur saigne sous cette fortune

[Chorus]
Perdu dans ce paradis américain
Des promesses en or fondent entre mes mains
Les étoiles éclatent en mille illusions
Je cherche ma voix dans cette confusion

[Verse 3]
Sous les palmiers même le vent ment
Les sourires brillent mais restent étourdissants
Toutes les routes mènent à un mirage
Là où les vérités se cachent dans un nuage

[Bridge]
Le sable brûle mais je continue ma course
La lumière trompe comme un ancien discours
Pourtant mes pas dansent sur l’illusion
Ce pays semble être un film sans fin sans raison

[Chorus]
Perdu dans ce paradis américain
Des promesses en or fondent entre mes mains
Les étoiles éclatent en mille illusions
Je cherche ma voix dans cette confusion

Perdu dans ce Paradis Américain - Jef Bourgeau

Empire Of The Ego

Silent Tears

A cinematic, acoustic memoir of Southern twilight. Across 11 tracks, it weaves porchlight intimacy with gospel grit, blending Chicago blues, Motown warmth, and folk storytelling into a cohesive emotional arc.

Train to Nowhere

I saw the sky turn black,
Then golden just the same.
A child laughed in the rain—
Then silence spoke his name.

A breath, a blink, a firefly…
That’s all this life becomes.
A story scratched in ashes,
On borrowed bones and lungs.

We run from the shadows,
But they walk by our side.
Every kiss, every scar,
Will someday be denied.

Memento Mori, remember the end.
The grave waits gently… for foe and for friend.
Each second a jewel we’re too blind to see,
Till we rot into soil, and finally breathe free.

Memento Mori,  this pain is divine.
Even tears are sacred when you’re out of time.
So scream while you’re breathing, burn while you can—
We are gods for a moment, then ghosts in the sand.

They build temples on our backs,
Name stars after our pain.
But we die unknown, unheard,
Flesh washed into the drain.

But that coffee with your brother,
That glance from someone new
Those seconds are the altar
Where existence speaks its truth.

There’s no heaven without endings,
No love without decay.
You can’t find what matters…
Till it’s slipping away.

Memento Mori

Midnight doesn’t stay silent — it echoes. “Midnight Echoes” is a dark and soulful blend of R&B, hip hop, and jazz, pulling you into the haze of love and loss. Smooth, smoky, and hypnotic — this one lingers long after the last note fades.

Midnight Echoes

Walls

When you've tried it all, and still feel small, take your voice, and make some noise 

I won't lie to you

I Need You Here With Me

They wanted to break him. The world, the pain, the darkness — all together. But he found something stronger than death: the will to live. Is the war cry of a man who rises from the ashes and screams: "I'm still here!" Between dark synths and orchestral thunder lies the story of a phoenix who refuses to die

LEBENDIG

PsyBeatmaker

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