Relationships aren't easy to keep unless real love is involved!

I´m The One

I'm The One

Hard to put a genre on this track. This track will take you on a journey through life and music. It is progressive in nature so expect changes as you progress - life is a journey and it doesn't remain the same.

This tune was my second attempt at recording guitar back in 2018.

Various

Trials of Life

Digue

La mémoire

Le bruit des airs et des eaux, peur, s'efface
Et pour tout cela non mais je ne puis 
Revoir ces endroits perdus, repris, passent
S'éloigner longs et si lents, sans un bruit

L'amour est sans fin, sans rivage
Si beaux, en silence endormis
Sans qu'ils n'en surprennent ou enragent
Si beaux, tout deux endormis

Se lancer, sourires, poussés, blottis sur la grève
Oublier tout ce qui un jour nous lie
Ne plus avoir de pensées ou de rêves
Ne plus avoir et seulement aujourd'hui

L'amour est sans fin, sans mirage
Si beaux, en silence endormis
Sans qu'ils n'en reprennent ou partagent
Si beaux, tout deux endormis

Et puis le retour, soudain, qui nous brasse
Et tous ces endroits connus ressurgis
De l'oubli momentanément tenace
Un temps si bref fera de nous maudits 

L'amour a pris fin dans l'orage
Si sombre, aussitôt endormis
Retrouver tous ces coeurs sauvages 
Si froids, bientôt endormis

Et pour toi, je voulais changer (papapa)
Et pour toi, j'ai tellement changé (papapa)
Et pour toi, tu voulais changer (papapa)
Pour enfin que nos chemins s'effacent
Et s'effacent, et s'effacent, et s'effacent

Changer pour toi
Au temps pour moi
Et tu dis non, non 
Tu ne dis jamais rien de toi

Changer pour toi
Au temps pour moi
Non, non, 
Tu ne dis jamais rien de toi

Changer pour toi
Changer pour toi
Au temps pour moi
Non, non
Tu ne dis jamais rien de toi...

Credits: lejardinmusic.com

ENCALLADORA

Vocals, lyrics - Björn Strid
Guitars, drum track, mixing, mastering - Cody Hyde

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 PLAYTHROUGH VID WITH BJÖRN STRID: 
 https://youtu.be/QUtxv2CMrNE

Lyrics:

Aiming high in a world of storms
the struggle is deadly
But I know that my time is up
my visions are ready
Bleeding heart ready to disintegrate
Under the mark of death and generosity 
I’ve made my choice and you will suffer

Orchestrate their reactions
Penetrate their beliefs
Infiltrate their perception
Make them pay for your needs

If I could bring them down just one more time
to dance in the gutter
It’s clear they would resist to save their lives
You’re nothing to me

Breeding life at the bottomless depths
of human consumption 
I can feel how the fire burns
as the malice is constant

One more leap inside the maze
Trigger friendly and defaced
One more step into the grave
The hollow sound of the brave

Orchestrate their reactions
Penetrate their beliefs
Infiltrate their perception
Make them pay for your needs

If I could bring them down just one more time
to dance in the gutter
It’s clear they would resist to save their lives
You’re nothing to me

My reasons are sacred
My perceptions are true
Your redemption is covered
In your altered state

If I could bring them down just one more time
to dance in the gutter
It’s clear they would resist to save their lives
You’re nothing to me

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The Madness ft. Björn Strid of Soilwork

Skeleton Key (Three Open Doors)

She is a Symbol

she is a symbol, in her mythology, she sees everything and everyone as she chooses them to be
and though I might try to rearrange her life, she constantly, consistently, refuse to take advice

she is the patient, of her pathologies, drowning in the images of what she wants to be
and though I might try, to regulate her life, she patiently, persistently, insists that she is right

I remember drama, I remember lots of pain, testing each other, with our neurotic games
and though there were times, I feel I was abused, I’d let go of that sorrow for her smile

and so I sit here, reflecting on the past, all those years of planning, and still nothing that lasts
watch expectations, still grovel in my mind, holding on to futures, that should be circumcised

I remember drama, I remember nothing sane, testing each other, with our neurotic games
and though there were times, I feel I was abused, I’d let go of that sorrow for her smile

She is a Symbol

My 4th EP. Here I tried to get back to some of the dark ambient textures that I am familiar with while bringing in some new techniques

Footfalls In A Delusory Forest

In terms of conception & ideas we all contributed :)
It was one of those everyone in the Studio coming together kinda sessions
Tiyé Cochran - Vocal Melodic fire
Rondald James* - 1st Verse
Joe Stu - 2nd Verse (Origin Producer)
Anon The Griot - Interlude Awesomeness
MUDNOC PRODUCTIONS - Post Prod. Sorcery
QuestionATL - Post Prod. Song Structure Innovation

T.R.I.S (The* Room* Is* Spinning*)

T.R.I.S Ft. Tiye Cochran / Anon The Griot / Joe STU (Prod. Chitope Inc / Post. Mudnoc - QuestionATL)

Second collaboration with COMBSTEAD💀
(@combstead-928282858).

Like always amazing music base produced by him

Lyrics and vocals are mine

Saint and Sinner (feat. COMBSTEAD💀)

First song with my little sister on vocals. Did a silly challenge to use only one chord throughout the entire song.

Dog Days

Rondald James*:
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