(traduit plus bas)
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I open my eyes
It's time to go
And start the show
And even if I don't feel like it
I hear a voice
I've got no choice
I just wanted to sing
Above all keep my wings

I would have liked you to explain my role
In this play I feel like a puppet that swings
And in this world where chaos takes its toll
I see that crazy people are pulling the strings

Yet if the spotlights blind me
I can still make my mind, hey !
I'm looking for some meaning
A song with rhyme
But it seems reason's a crime
And deep inside, a soul is awakening 
For a glimpse of light
To reclaim the night

I would have liked you to explain my role
In this play i feel like a puppet that swings
And in this world where chaos takes its toll
I see that crazy people are pulling the strings

And in this masquerade
In a world of charades
The puppets twirl and spin and sway
 
Amidst the madness, yet a glimmer of hope
A puppet rebels, no longer bound by the rope
In this theater I will find the way
With some others we will rewrite the play

I guess I've finally understood my role
For I'm more than the puppet they thought I'd be
And now i count to three
No one to control me
I'll free all the puppets I'll see !

One
(no one can stop me)
Two
(no one can stop me)
Three !

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J'ouvre les yeux
Il est temps d'y aller
Et de commencer le spectacle
Et même si je n'en ai pas envie
J'entends une voix
Je n'ai pas le choix
Je voulais juste chanter
Et surtout garder mes ailes

J'aurais aimé que tu m'expliques mon rôle
Dans cette pièce je me sens comme une marionnette qui se balance
Et dans ce monde où le chaos fait des ravages
Je vois que des fous tirent les ficelles

Mais si les projecteurs m'aveuglent
Je peux encore décider !
Je cherche un sens
Une chanson avec des rimes
Mais il semble que la raison soit un crime
Et au fond de moi, une âme s'éveille 
Pour une lueur d'espoir
Pour reconquérir la nuit

J'aurais aimé que vous m'expliquiez mon rôle
Dans cette pièce, je me sens comme une marionnette qui se balance
Et dans ce monde où le chaos fait des ravages
Je vois que des fous tirent les ficelles

Et dans cette mascarade
Dans un monde de charades
Les marionnettes tournent, tournent et se balancent
 
Au milieu de la folie, une lueur d'espoir
Une marionnette se rebelle, elle n'est plus liée par la corde
Dans ce théâtre, je trouverai la voie
Avec d'autres, nous réécrirons la pièce

Je crois que j'ai enfin compris mon rôle
Car je suis plus que la marionnette qu'ils pensaient que je serais
Et maintenant je compte jusqu'à trois
Personne pour me contrôler
Je libérerai toutes les marionnettes que je verrai !

Un
(personne ne peut m'arrêter)
Deux
(personne ne peut m'arrêter)
Trois !

The Puppet

street work, closeup, rec device was 4 to 8 meters from the source

recorded on June 4th of 2024,
in Tiohtià:ke (Montréal), at the intersection of Pie-IX boulevard and Ontario street.

Pie-IX - Ontario Orange Cone

Pie-IX / Ontario 6 (Raw)

I'm on my knees with my hands to the sky, You died on the cross of Calvary for sin, Father God forgive me for I have sin, If it's redemption mistakes that I have made, forgive me for the pain and suffering I've caused, That wasn't my intentions, never keen to be rude, not to be disloyal or having a fued in the chapple, Even if they mocked me I was there to worship, I'll rise in your presence my Lord please forgive them, Trek my nader Vader veel nader aan U sy, Verlos my van Böse ek is klaar met daar die stryt, Speaking of God make me feel so great, I'll walk with God even if stumble, Drink the blood of God from a cup that's running over, For God I'm a soldier, A warrior, I'll hold on to the cross of Jesus Christ my Lord, Even if they judge me they can not break me, Die Here is my Herder en ek is U disiepel, and I qoute...... Nothing will change my Perspective, I put God first and pulled myself together, I'm drug free Thank God you're Holy, You deserve to be praised, You are High and Mighty, there's no other Lord! You are Your  Highness, 
You are the Son, Father and the Holy spirit

Appreciation Blaffy ft NB4X (Produced by NB4X)

Trap D'octobre

My life

FADING FLAGS by REGIS MINA 2025

A new song........ "If we desire a society of peace, then we cannot achieve such a society through violence. If we desire a society without discrimination, then we must not discriminate against anyone in the process of building this society. If we desire a society that is democratic, then democracy must become a means as well as an end."            Bayard Rustin

Lyrics:

Precious are the words we whisper in the night
Freedom and democracy the promises of light
They hang in quiet corners of every day
Like old porch flags folding when the children run away
Before we even notice, they can slip from our hands
Slipping like the shoreline, changing where we stand

Hold them close, don't let them go
Sing them loud when the winds of doubt blow
Freedom and democracy fragile burning sparks 
Tend the embers in your palm, keep them bright against the dark

Many fought and fell on fields we hardly name
Letters in a drawer, and photographs in frame
Many live without the chains that once bound the rest
Because someone kept the vigil and gave their very best
Taken for granted by carelessness and the cold
But worth the stories told, worth the blood and worth the gold

Teach your children gently how to guard the flame
How to argue with kindness, how to call a name
Cherish every small right, tend the garden with your hands
Don’t let silence be the landlord of these promised lands
Before the dawn is stolen, before the bell is broken
Let every honest heart be heard, every vow be spoken
                                                    
                                   Precious are the words, say them like a prayer
Carry them like candles through the cold thin air
We are the keepers of the light; we are the chosen ones
To protect them and cherish them, before they are gone, before we lose them

Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Image: Mikhail Nilov

Freedom and Democracy

Un texte que j'ai écrit, mis en musique par une amie que j'embrasse tendrement

Rythme désir

Neon Ashes drifts through a rain-soaked future where humanity flickers like dying light bulbs beneath towering neon monoliths. This instrumental cyberpunk album blends warm analog synths, textured pads, and atmospheric city hums to create a soundtrack for the last sleepless metropolis.
Each track is a window into streets drowned in electric rain—where memories glitch, holograms whisper to the lonely, and forgotten machines dream in the shadows. Slow, glowing melodies rise from beneath layers of static and decay, carrying a sense of longing for a world that’s already slipping into digital oblivion.
Simultaneously intimate and cinematic, Neon Ashes invites the listener into a future noir landscape: all cold chrome, warm neon, and the quiet ache of something human trying to survive inside the circuitry.
This is the sound of a city burning softly—not in flames, but in light.

Cold Neon:Warm Memory

Persisting in the face of extinction, CÅARL debuts "Extant" on Sound Museum - bringing his signature, fresh new take on Neurofunk. Combining Industrial, dystopian tropes with raw, old school tech-step tendencies all brought aggressively forward in modern form. 

As one of the artists to graduate our Artist Development Program, CÅARL has transcended beyond our wildest expectations and it is an honour to have him as our last release of 2025.

⚔️ CÅARL

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🏛️ art by: https://www.instagram.com/ov3rdrivebass
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FADING FLAGS by REGIS MINA 2025

Regis Mina