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Knwoing IV

I knew Him when they told Him no,
The river cursed, the sea ran dry.
The water spoke of loss alone,
And nothing left but dust and sky.

I knew Him when I asked aloud,
"If God is whole and we are not,
Then why does He weigh us down with lack,
And praise Himself for what we’ve lost?"

Oh, the seeker, lost in time,
The East still sleeps inside his mind.
It weeps for prophets on the right,
And slays its sons on the other side.

I knew Him when He asked me plain,
"If the East is East, then why must we
Meet beneath our funeral sheets,
And never in the breath between?"

Oh, the East, it hums our names,
Then spits them out when night has come.
It steals our right to wear our wounds,
And bows before the hands of wrong.

It stretches time, it twists the truth,
So children learn what fear has known.
Not from books or whispered prayers,
But from the belly, from the bone.

Oh, the seeker, lost in time,
The East still sleeps inside his mind.
It weeps for prophets on the right,
And slays its sons on the other side.

Knowing IV

"They want you silent, they want you cold!"

A foreign city, once my own,
Now colder than its walls of stone.
The linden trees still mark my stride...
But their shade don’t feel like mine.

Hasty shadows pass me by,
Ghosts that never meet my eye.
I once walked among them, hand in hand...
Now I’m a scar they won’t withstand.

And in my ears, a voice remains,
Echoes whisper, calling names.
Gaza burns behind my eyes...
But here, the world wears thin disguise.

Cold morning cities think they know,
The past they preach is just for show.
They twist its shape, they steal its voice...
Then wear it like a hollow choice.

Cold morning cities hate to wait...
They don’t endure what shifts or sways.
No patience for the fractured soul...
They want you silent, they want you cold.

In cold morning city, the air is thin with doubt,
Voices fade, they die, before they shout.
Not like the towns where the sea holds tight,
Where walls lean close, where dusk feels right.

And in my ears, a voice remains,
Echoes whisper, calling names.
Gaza burns behind my eyes...
But here, the city trades truth for lies.

Cold morning cities think they know,
The past they preach is just for show.
They twist its shape, they steal its voice...
Then wear it like a hollow choice.

"They want you silent... they want you cold."
"They want you silent... they want you cold."

Cold Morning City (Farewell To Berlin)


Before the sea, before the fall,
The Walls of Acre knew it all

Seven meters call our names,
above the stone, over the tide.
No road to walk, no path to claim,
just the space where faith collides.

Some say distance, some say fate,
measured by hands we cannot see.
But this is exile, this is weight,
this is falling to be free.

Seven meters—no roads, no guides,
only the fear of what survives.
No prize to win, no pride to gain,
except the self that will remain.

Last night, he stood upon the ledge,
his name clenched tight in both his hands.
His story—splintered, torn apart,
shrapnels of a broken land.

He did not wait, he did not bow,
did not measure, did not doubt.
He pulled his breath, closed his eyes,
and let the sea wash him out.

Seven meters—no roads, no guides,
only the fear of what survives.
No prize to win, no pride to gain,
except the self that will remain.

And I remained above, alone,
feet heavy, eyes fixed below.
For thirty years, I watched the waves,
stunned by doubt, shaped by flow.

Thirty years of holding fragments,
stacking dust where bridges fell.
Never crossing, never knowing,
if the sea would pull or tell.

Seven meters—no roads, no guides,
only the fear of what survives.
No prize to win, no pride to gain,
except the self that will remain.

"Walls of Acre, scarred by time,
you whisper still, in waves of rhyme"

Seven Meters Of Identity

Inspired by FKA Twigs, Madonna and Enigma. A mash up of drum and bass, electronic synths, dance, Rock and incredible vocals. Composed and written by Laudez Rose. Production Richard Burton BMM Music Media.

Ive Been Going Insane

apparently in this song, i sound retarded…

that shit pissed me the fuck off.

i hate my laughter, it makes me psychotic

I tend to be real then tend to pretend.

You’d rather cut it off but I make amends…

Kellza1- Cruisin’ PRT 2.mp3

Laudez Rose covers Hit "Right beside You" by Sophie B hawkins with a dance remix. Produced by Richard Burton (BMM Music Media)

Right Beside You Cover Remix - Laudez Rose (Sophie B Hawkins)

I feel like my musical style has evolved significantly over the past few years. I find myself creating less electronic music and leaning more toward vocal-driven pop. With that in mind, here’s my second pop release, Lost in the Silence.

This track has undergone more changes in the past few months than any other I’ve written. It originally featured a stunning vocal from Hye, but unfortunately, I only had one recorded verse and couldn’t complete the second verse and chorus as planned. The production and lyrics took a long time to develop, yet every time I listen, I still get that wow feeling.

The lyrics speak for themselves, and I hope to feature this track in future episodes of my Private Room series. Hope you enjoy listening! 🧡

Lost in the silence 

Verse 1
You say you care, but it don’t show,  
I’m reaching out, but you let go.  
Every word I speak just fades,  
Like a whisper in the rain.  

I tell you what I need, you nod,   
But your mind is somewhere else.  
Like I’m screaming underwater,  
Drowning by myself.  

Pre-Chorus
And I ain't tryna pick a fight,  
I just need to feel alive.  
But you treat my voice like static,  
Something you can brush aside.  

Chorus
I get lost in the silence,  
Drowning in the space between.  
You don’t hear me, you don’t see me,  
I’m just fading in between.  
And it happens way too often,  
Yeah, it happens way too often.  

Verse 2
Do you even know my fears?  
Do you hear me through your pride?  
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient,  
But I’m breaking down inside.  

Every “sorry” sounds rehearsed,  
Every promise comes out weak.  
I could scream right in your face,  
And you’d still turn the other cheek.  

Pre-Chorus
And I ain't tryna break us down,  
But I can’t live without a sound.  
When my words are left unheard,  
It just feels like I’m not found.  

Chorus 
I get lost in the silence,  
Drowning in the space between.  
You don’t hear me, you don’t see me,  
I’m just fading in between.  
And it happens way too often,  
Yeah, it happens way too often.  

Bridge
If I walked out that door,  
Would you notice I was gone?  
Or would you stay lost in your world,  
Like I never came along?  

I’ve been speaking, I’ve been pleading,  
Tracing letters in the dust.  
But you don’t listen when I’m breathing,  
So you’ll listen when I’m gone.  

Outro
 If I walked out that door,  
Would you notice I was gone?  
Or would you stay lost in your world,  
Like I never came along?  
I’ve been speaking, I’ve been pleading,  
Tracing letters in the dust.  
But you don’t listen when I’m breathing,  
So you’ll listen when I’m gone.

Lost in the Silence

This song is a heartfelt tribute to the incredible journey Joan Lass Duffie and I shared when we first started dating. It's a reminder that even when we're looking for different things in life, love can bring us together in the most unexpected ways.

Tell Me

We met in London  
And rocked the streets  
We danced in Paris  
To the rainy beats  

We drank in Munich  
For the days we’ve seen  
We kissed in Pittsburgh  
O’ we were so keen

We slept in Nice  
Never made it to Rome  
‘Cause there she told me  
"I’m takin’ you home"

But where the land is holy  
I couldn’t see her face  
It took her away from me  
The Wall of Disgrace!

I begged the mayor  
I prayed to the king  
But they both told me  
"Boy, you don’t mean a thing"

It’s up to the army 
As it always was  
If they don’t like you  
It’s a losing cause

And Mr. Soldier  
He had no dreams  
He rowed his orders  
Down the holy streams

But where the land is holy  
I couldn’t see her face  
It took her away from me  
The Wall of Disgrace!

I said, "Hey soldier man  
I don’t want your deals  
Just let me tell you  
How it really feels”

One day you’ll catch me  
Climbing up that wall  
You’ll make me choose  
Either die or fall

And then you’ll kill me  
They’ll ask you why  
You’ll say, “he loved her  
To the very last sigh …"

But where the land is holy  
She couldn’t see his face  
It took him away from her  
The Wall of Disgrace

Where the land is holy  
She couldn’t see his face  
It took him away from her  
The Wall of Disgrace

Wall Of Disgrace (West Of The Wall)

We met in London
And rocked the streets
We danced in Paris
To the rainy beats

We drank in Munich
For the days we’ve seen
We kissed in Pittsburgh
O’ we were so keen

We slept in Nice
Never made it to Rome
‘Cause there she told me
"I’m takin’ you home"

But where the land is holy
I couldn’t see her face
It took her away from me
The Wall of Disgrace!

I begged the mayor
I prayed to the king
But they both told me
"Boy, you don’t mean a thing"

It’s up to the army
As it always was
If they don’t like you
It’s a losing cause

And Mr. Soldier
He had no dreams
He rowed his orders
Down the holy streams

But where the land is holy
I couldn’t see her face
It took her away from me
The Wall of Disgrace!

I said, "Hey soldier man
I don’t want your deals
Just let me tell you
How it really feels”

One day you’ll catch me
Climbing up that wall
You’ll make me choose
Either die or fall

And then you’ll kill me
They’ll ask you why
You’ll say, “he loved her
To the very last sigh …"

But where the land is holy
She couldn’t see his face
It took him away from her
The Wall of Disgrace

Where the land is holy
She couldn’t see his face
It took him away from her
The Wall of Disgrace

Wall Of Disgrace (East Of The Wall)

Raid Naim
Nomad lyricist and techologist. Very obsessed with reviving classic poetry and using music as a time machine where distant epochs intertwine.

Wall Of Disgrace (West Of The Wall)

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