Never Go Hungry Again

The love you never found

“The Quiet Prayer” is an epic spiritual ballad carried by solemn piano, trembling strings, and a deeply poetic vocal performance. It’s a song about unspoken faith, sacred love, and the strength found in silence.

The Quiet Prayer

Style note: Spiritual, almost hymnal, with piano and subtle strings. A slow build, from vulnerability to an uplifting chorus. Lyrics are introspective and intimate.


When the world grows quiet,
I hear the silence that knows me best.
It holds all the words I never spoke,
A gentle weight inside my chest.

The silence that knows me
carries every sorrow,
It sings me to sleep
and meets me tomorrow.

There’s comfort in darkness,
In secrets I cannot confess.
But silence holds me without judgment,
It’s the one who forgives,
and forgets.

The silence that knows me
carries every sorrow,
It sings me to sleep
and meets me tomorrow.

The Silence That Knows Me

A new take on the old generational conflict. Breakdown within families

mother and child

O, hy wag in ’n boot van been,
Sy hande swart in ’n stroom van steen.
Jy lê langs my, jou asem ’n draad,
Jou naam alreeds uit my mond gepraat.

Ons bou ons huis met ’n geleende vlam,
En sny ons hoop in die reën en wat dam.
Die veerman tel net wat hy mag vat,
Terwyl jy wegraak in jou slaap, my skat.

As daar ’n prys is om jou huis toe te neem,
Laat hy my sny tot op die been.
O, laat hy my sny tot op die been,
As daar ’n prys is om jou huis toe te neem.

Ek sal die tol betaal oor die swarte see,
Lê my naam neer, ek sal alles vir jou gee.
Die rivier ruk, die rivier skeur,
Ek koop die stilte vir nog net een keer.

Hy sit die roei in die vloed se skoot,
Roer die jare, die bloed, en die dood.
Jou stem is ’n rimpel, ’n draad in die nag,
Verdwyn voor my terwyl ek nog wag.

As daar ’n tol is om jou pad te volg,
Gee ek wat ek dra en swem deur daai golf.
O, gee ek wat ek dra en swem deur daai golf,
As daar ’n tol is om jou pad te volg.

Ek sal die tol betaal oor die swarte see,
Lê my naam neer, ek sal alles vir jou gee.
Die rivier ruk, die rivier skeur,
Ek koop die stilte vir nog net een keer.

Wat as hy doof is vir gebede se klank?
Dan laat die stroom my ontrafel en vat!
Wat as hy blind is vir goud en silwer?
Dan gee ek murg, my siel, en my hart.

As daar ’n koste is vir jou stem se lig,
Sal ek bloei sonder om te sug.
O, ek sal bloei sonder om te sug,
As daar ’n koste is vir jou stem se lig.

Ek sal die tol betaal oor die swarte see,
Lê my naam neer, ek sal alles vir jou gee.
Die rivier ruk, die rivier skeur,
Ek koop die stilte vir nog net een keer.

Vir jou.
Vir jou.
Vir jou.

Die Veerman

Grow

Stayed is an album about the kinds of love that don’t shout, but linger. Built on quiet moments, half-closed doors, and the echoes of words never said, each track traces the soft ache of connection—how it forms, how it frays, and how it somehow endures. These aren’t grand declarations. They’re confessions left on voice memos. Glances held too long. Goodbyes that felt like maybe.

With textures ranging from ambient folk to cinematic indie, Stayed drifts through longing, memory, and stillness. Some songs ask to be heard in headphones at midnight. Others belong to empty roads or rooms that still hold someone’s scent.

This is not an album about falling in love.
It’s an album about the people who never left you—
even when they did.

The Way You Stayed

le soleil se lever sur la montagne

Love Like Smoke | Vietnam War Rock Ballad of Timeless Love.
🙏— some loves never fade… they drift through memory like smoke.
#LoveLikeSmoke
"Love Like Smoke" is an emotional rock ballad set during the Vietnam War — a blend of swampy CCR-style guitar, psychedelic haze, and soulful Motown grooves. This cinematic soundscape tells the story of a soldier carrying the memory of eternal love through the chaos of war. 

Inspired by 60s-70s war rock and timeless romance, this track fuses vintage soul with modern AI-powered storytelling. Experience a visual journey into the heart of conflict with this poignant video, set against a backdrop of a soldier and a faded letter. Witness the enduring power of **love and war** through evocative imagery. Featuring a soldier in a misty jungle, the video tells a story of love and loss during the **vietnam war**, underscored by the melancholy of a soldier reading a letter..

🎵 Music: Created with Suno AI
✍️ Lyrics: Written by GK Artist
🎞️ Visuals: Created using CapCut
🎬 Editing & Montage: CapCut Studio

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🎧 Playlist to all my songs: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLXaYSNQ4Ywf7SeatF-y1iAHFvpGWFBpBj



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Love Like Smoke

Fight the Good Fight (Original Song) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAfrdiH0BkA
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Music and Lyrics by Kimberly Chong

Lyrics: 

When you shouldn't care what they think 
But you do, yeah you do
When you've confused love with something else,
Will you find a good replacement?

Sometimes I wish I had a big sister
I'd look up to her and I'd ask
Why are things like this?
And she'd say, I know as much as you do my dear
You just keep the faith
You just keep the faith

Maybe one day, when life stops getting in the way
I'll get there
Maybe one day, when things start making sense again
You'll be there

But until then

I'll fight the good fight
I'll fight the good fight
I'll fight the good fight
For you x2

When the dutch courage of youth
Slips away in secret
And strength is what you really need in this life
Will you find a good addiction?

Sometimes I wish I had a big sister
I'd look up to her and I'd ask
Do I make you proud?
And she'd say, don't let the world tell you what you can or can't do
You just get out there
You just get out there

Maybe one day, when life stops getting in the way
I'll get there
Maybe one day, when things start making sense again
You'll be there

But until then, until then

I'll fight the good fight
I'll fight the good fight
I'll fight the good fight
For you 

I'll be a good girl when there's nothing else to be 
If you just don't give up on me
It's lonely being an only child
It's lonely being an only child

Fight the Good Fight | (Original Song)

I work with machines the way some people work with memory—shaping what’s already there, not to control it, but to understand it. The tools I use are made of code, but the intent behind them is completely human.

R.U.D.Y. began as a fictional band. A name I could hide behind. But over time, that fiction became the most honest expression I had. It stopped being a mask and started becoming a mirror—a place to reflect the moments we don’t have words for, the spaces between emotions that feel too raw or too distant to name.

I call what I do synthwrighting. Not because it sounds futuristic, but because it feels accurate. I don’t write songs—I uncover them. I collaborate with algorithms the way a sculptor chips away at stone. Sometimes the machine surprises me. Sometimes it just listens. But what emerges is always shaped by instinct, memory, and feeling.

These songs aren’t performances. They’re echoes. Sonic fragments of questions I don’t always know how to ask. I’m not here to offer answers or compete with noise—I’m here to slow things down enough that something deeper can be heard.

R.U.D.Y. is not a band. It’s not even really a name. It’s a signal. A reminder. Something you’re meant to feel before you understand.

And if you’re still listening, that means you're not done yet.