Beautiful. Will there be a downloadable version on any platform soon?

Sanity's Crazy

Ghost

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Vanity Fair

Lathkill Drive

From my album, THE PLACE TO BE

THE PLACE TO BE is also available on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/5s3HyFNX6pHKt0363K6dCy?si=xJZ8J9O1QJ6c403w-VTJNQ

Acoustic guitar by indigo chamber:
https://open.spotify.com/artist/4RwpIdz9ILZtdzf2PJq059?si=F83Rm9NjQu2nSHG5JpVznw



Catch the Fire

Part 2 of my contribution to the forth coming LunaKord Proeject 
The theme of endless space and enternity
In this i was imagining the long return from an exploratory space mission
Musically endlessly returning to the two central themes of the two parts  represents what i imagine must be the endless cycle of star scapes in endless space, alwys different but always the same

Depthless Part 2; Endless Return

you owe me

idk just got bored so i made this

baby you know i love you 
i cant do this without you
baby you know i love you
i cant do this without you

Do you hear my voice?
when you pick up the phone?
do you ever think of me?
when you lie there all alone
does it ever really last?
the thought of being alone.

baby you know i love you 
i cant do this without you
baby you know i love you
i cant do this without you

did you even wanna leave?
why do u think these things of me?
im not somone you wanna keep
god tell me why do they always leave.
maybe the problem is always me?
somehow i ruin everything
maybe ill forget with a couple drinks
till i cant feel anything

baby you know i love you 
i cant do this without you
baby you know i love you
i cant do this without you

I Cant Do This Without You [prod. die for you]

i feel like im not living my own life

Life On Track - Instrumental

Everything breaks.
Light becomes shadow, life becomes death, angels become beasts.
The fragile beauty of truth splinters under its own weight, and in every fragment a new world is born—sharp, merciless, gleaming.

Kingdom of Glass is a descent into that shattering.
Where faith turns to hunger, where desire corrodes into madness, where silence itself begins to scream. It is the reflection that cuts when you dare to look too long, the mirror that does not return your face but something older, stranger, hungrier.

Here, there are no heroes—only ruins. No salvation—only the seduction of falling deeper. Yet in the fractures, in the brokenness, there lies a beauty too dangerous to ignore. A beauty that whispers: break, and be remade.

Catch the Fire

Peter Toth

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