Name: Pin Drop Silence [From The Psychonauts Musical] by The Psychonauts
Duration: 4 min 23 s
Description: Pin Drop Silence [From The Psychonauts Musical]

Pin Drop Silence [From The Psychonauts Musical]

P-Billowing Grove

KAT — The Feminine Light (Art of Living II)

A spoken-word piece between worlds —
where Renaissance mysticism meets Baroque clarity,
and the voice becomes both prayer and presence.

A spontaneous reflection on the feminine principle of light —
not ascension, but embodiment.
It’s not about rising — it’s about radiating,
here, on earth.

🎙️ One take — voice flowing between German and English,
between soil and soul.

“Light doesn’t leave heaven.
It learns to live here.”


Spoken Word Reflection / Poetischer Text

The Feminine Light
(Art of Living II)

There is a kind of light
that doesn’t rise —
it returns.

It moves through skin and sound,
through breath and gesture,
through the quiet courage
of being here.

Not to save —
but to stay.

In every voice
that dares to soften,
in every truth
that doesn’t shout.

Das Licht ist nicht fern.
Es wohnt im Blick,
im Klang,
im Körper,
wenn er nicht flieht.

Ich bin nicht hier, um zu fliegen.
Ich bin hier,
um zu leuchten —
auf dieser Erde.

Light doesn’t leave heaven.
It learns to live here.

The Feminine Light (Art of Living II)

Drown in Your Games

[Verse 1]
Down by the water
I heard your voice low and strange—
fallen promises heavy as anchors
pulling me under your skin

Cigarettes burning like streetlight prayer
your hands stained with last night’s sins
I close my eyes but I can’t remember
every bruise that the silence begins

[Pre-Chorus]
You said love is just a game
but I keep drowning anyway
I still wait by the river’s edge
for the ghost of what you’ll never say

[Chorus]
It’s you only you—
dark as the tide that drags me through—
your shadow plays
a cruel refrain
and I drown in your games
I drown in your games

[Verse 2]
Satin dress cheap perfume
You wore it for me on a broken night—
television glow on faded walls
you laughed like a hymn in a funeral light

I traded heaven for your fake smile
I traded truth for your lies
but beauty’s a curse and you wear it so well
like a dagger tucked under your thighs

[Pre-Chorus]
You said love is just a game
but I keep drowning anyway
I still wait by the water’s side
though I know you’ll never stay

[Chorus]
It’s you only you—
dark as the tide that drags me through—
Your shadow plays
a cruel refrain
and I drown in your games
I drown in your games

[Bridge]
Down down deeper still—
the river hums it drinks its fill
I gave you my song you gave me chains
I gave you my breath you gave me blame
but oh how I love the pain—
it keeps me playing your games

[Final Chorus (softer haunting)]
It’s you always you—
ghost in the water pulling me through—
your shadow stays
a cursed refrain
and I drown in your games
I drown in your games

[Outro]
Down by the water
you never came
still I wait
still I drown
still I play your games

Drown in Your Games

'cuz ive still got the same number, i think its safe for me to say
that no matter where you are,
some things don't ever change . . .

Some Things Don't Ever Change

In the velvety night
As stars collide….

I hear your song
It brings my body to life
I feel your rhythm
... a celestial call

I’m drawn to you
As helpless as a moth
To a flickering beam of light
Like a spaceship…
Blasting….
From the earth’s atmosphere
Feel this gravity
Raise auditory desire
We’re dancing on the edge
Of a cosmic crime
Your touch on the deck
It ignites the dance floor
Like a supernova’s fire

My heart is lost
In musical desire

Feel the rhythm
Our bodies sway
Like 2 planets colliding
In one celestial wave

Our love’s the music
That echos through our space
A symphony of passion
That won’t go astray

Our love becomes the music
That echos throughout space
A symphony of passion
That won’t... go... astray

Blast off
Last flight from Mars
In the cosmic night
Where beats align
In the cosmic night
Where we are all one

DJ
I’ll save my soul for you
Forever entwined
In an infinite journey
An intoxicating aurore
Of heavenly harmony

It’s only in these moments
When I feel alive
When I feel alive
Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh

You’re my shining star
Your music is love

Last Flight From Mars

Happy Halloween.... the song is actually a tribute to Ian Hunter and Mott the Hoople ..one of the best bands of the 70s....Ian is still rocking into his mid 80s..so I am the one with the rigor mortis clearly..go Ian go...
sound clips from 1931 Frankenstein movie
There are at least 8 Mott the Hoople Song titles in the lyrics


Rock N Roll Rigor Mortis

Roll Away The Stone                                        
God is calling, he's on the phone
He's got a glambam plan, one last stand        
Before they take you home                               

Spotlight shines in your face
You better put on a pair of Ian Hunter shades
I Wish I Was Your Mother, wish I was your father
Never could put you in your place

Hey, old man
What don't you understand?
Know your rights
Plead that Habeas Corpus
Hey, old man 
The music makes demands
Shake off your rock n roll rigor mortis

Move your hips to the beat
Take a deep breath, unstick yourself from that seat
Shine a light through your pupil, of pure Mott the Hoople
To energise those ancient feet

Time to rise again
Like Lazarus, a comeback, this ain’t the end
You're one wild stiff, rockin all my riffs
Be careful how your body bends 

Hey old man
What don't you understand?
Know your rights
Plead that Habeas Corpus
Hey old man 
The music makes demands
Shake off your rock n roll rigor mortis

All The Way From Memphis               
The Golden Age Of Rock N Roll    
Elvis and the Whizz Kids                 
Ain’t no peace in the valley for the last patrol 

Drivin’ Sister, Jerkin’ Crocus
Help me When My Mind Is Gone
Do the shimmy shake, bring it into focus
Sing it loud this victory song

Chorus

It's alive!!! It's alive!!! It's alive!!!

lyrics HotR/ Ian Hunter & co
music HotR





Rock N Roll Rigor Mortis

The Third Dimension

"Follow Your Dreams with all your Heart…" 

from album (LIFE) original release: 2018

mix and mastering by @amin-pishehvar 🙏

Reflection of Dreams

Wow, this is it, the final song I will be posting for the untitled album Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Wormling and I have been working on! We posted the first song, “Ghosting Out,” from this set on January 4, 2021. I started this set of 12 songs in 2020, during the pandemic, using demo tracks that Wou-Wou graciously allowed me to use. I can’t, yet totally can, believe that it took 5 years to finish and finally post all the songs. I am still not sure if all 12 songs will be included in the album since the total run time is about 43 minutes and I like albums to be a little closer to 30 minutes. We still also need to decide on the track sequence. Eventually the album will be posted the album on Bandcamp for free. 

I have written it many times before and I will write it again, it has been an immense pleasure and honor and blast to work with Sticknice, Bitzone, and Wou-Wou on this set of songs. I feel so lucky to have had this opportunity.  

Track Credits:
Heartscore: Violin
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore/tracks
https://heartscore.bandcamp.com/album/the-edge-of-times
https://www.youtube.com/dirkradloff
Stricknice: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Additional Drums and Bass, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
https://www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Synth, Synth Bass, Drums, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

I don’t wanna have to do this
But I would be terribly remiss
If I just pretended to shoot and miss 
Maybe I could find somebody nobody’ll reminisce 
Maybe I could find somebody deserving the abyss 
The kiss of deaths sweet lips 
The heat of cold bullets
Rationally tearing you from the grips 
Of life meaningless in this soulless culture gone amiss 
I’ve been hunting these woods since my childhood 
Living as any self respecting and god fearing man should
sovereign and secured in responsibility for one’s own livelihood  
The devil wants you to believe in falsehoods 
and city life leads to no good
The heathens all had me misunderstood 
I wouldn’t want to be with them if I could

It feels like its been me and the bird forever now 
And i can’t allow myself to let him down 
I have him in my sight 
But there is two of ‘em 
Damn it 
What am I going to do with ‘em 
I’m going to have shoot both of ‘em 
I can’t leave a witness
Gotta move with swiftness 
At least this 
male’s a total stud 
and bird will pleased 
As he falls with a thud as his chest spews out blood 
and soil turns to mud
This is the right thing to do, isn’t it
After all I made an agreement 
I can’t permit 
Bird to throw a fit
or It’ll be me my head 
that sits on that wall 
And I really wouldn’t want him to leave me 
and be alone again

The Shrike Pt. 4

Heartscore, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & The Wormling, and the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 4

Badlands

Note: In light of the recent AI breakthroughs, we feel it's important to clarify that we've been working with voice modulation since the mid-1990s – originally inspired by David Bowie's album Outside. Our approach predates AI-driven tools and is rooted in treating the voice as an instrument, shaped and sculpted through earlier technologies.

We fully understand that questioning authenticity may not be the intention – but it's worth remembering that all electronic music is, by nature, mediated and transformed. Even Nietzsche pointed out how modern tools shape us: inserting paper into a typewriter already creates a distance that handwriting does not. Perhaps birdsong is the only truly authentic sound. 🐦

Writes original song lyrics and takes custom lyric requests under the artist name La Wi. This platform is also home to the creative collaborations of the Psychonaut Collective (The Psychonauts). Thank you for your support and appreciation.

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