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Lyrics written and performed by U.Poet & Codex Scrolls 
Beat produced by KINELLE MAN 
Mixed and Mastered by Codex Scrolls 
(Scribes of Avalon) 

Telescope vision. Codex Scrolls ft U.Poet (prod KINELLE MAN)

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No Reason

[Intro]
She said—thank you
I said—for what
she said—no reason

[Verse 1]
She walks like the world owes her nothin'
but still she gives like spring
lips wrapped in mystery
eyes holding midnight in a ring
I caught her looking up one night
smile like a match to the dark
when I asked her why she stayed
she just leaned in close and sparked

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s not about the words you say
it’s the way they leave your mouth
like soft thunder in the quiet
like heat when the cold runs out

[Chorus]
No reason no plan no rhyme
just the way you stop the sky from fallin’
The way your touch makes fire from time
undoing lonely like it’s nothin’ at all
No reason—just everything you are
like a lighthouse in my dark
All that
and everything else

[Verse 2]
We didn’t come here for answers
no maps no signs no script
But she lit up the silence
like a fuse on the edge of my lips
She said—You don’t need to prove it
you just need to stay warm
And somehow I knew right then
this was a different kind of storm

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s not about the promises made
it’s how your silence holds me still
like a flame that doesn’t brag
but always knows it will

[Chorus]
No reason no plan no rhyme
just the way you stop the sky from fallin’
he way your touch makes fire from time
undoing lonely like it’s nothin’ at all
No reason—just everything you are
like a lighthouse in my dark
all that
and everything else

[Bridge]
And maybe we don’t need a why
not every heartbeat needs a story
not every kiss needs a reason
we just are
we're just fire
we're just rain
we just can

[Final Chorus]
no reason
(no reason)
no rhyme
(just time)
just the way the sky stays whole
when I’m breaking at the seams

You’re all that
and everything else
(Yeah) all that
and everything else

[Outro]
She said—thank you
I said—for what
she smiled
and let the silence speak

No Reason [Remix]

Lyrics : Walker
Music, Vocals & Production : Sarah Paradise-Brown

This is a very personal song to Walker, written entirely by him. The lyrics are his, and his original vocal and music idea helped shape the overall feel. I reworked the melody slightly and produced the music, aiming to stay true to the emotion behind his beautiful words. It was a real privilege to be part of bringing this to life.

Be sure to check out Walker’s other work. He’s a fantastic person and a truly talented songwriter.  https://soundcloud.com/user-329901696

Saw a photograph of you 
smiling like you used to
you'll sail the waters 
and reach the other side 
still smiling .
got a feeling deep for you 
something no one else can feel
i'll wait for sunrise 
to shed a little light on things

all you need now 
is a hand to hold 
all you need now 
is a friend 
is a friend ..

Got a feeling you could be 
all i'll ever need to see
the sun on the waters 
chasing the screams 
that taint my dreams

got a feeling deep for you 
something no one else can feel
i'll wait for sunrise 
to shed a little light on things

all you need now 
is a hand to hold 
all you need now 
is a friend 
is a friend .. 

instrumental ..

i saw a photograph of you 
smiling like you used to
you'll sail the waters 
and reach the other side 
still smiling .
got a feeling deep for you 
something no one else can steal
i'll wait for sunrise 
to shed a little light on things

all i need right now  
is a hand to hold 
all i need now  
is a friend 
is a friend 
all i need now is a friend

Friend

Watch the 📹Video: https://youtu.be/PhE7afina30👈
Lyrics interpretation, here: https://beatingedge.blogspot.com/2025/08/vacant-stares-interpretation-of-lyrics.html
Here we are with our last track of the month.
Lately, Carl @thebeautifuldark has been working on some important projects to raise awareness about the indiscriminate use of AI in the world of art. This track came from deep conversations between us, exploring themes of identity, authenticity, and the growing trend of music that’s “AI-made” but never truly felt or played.

Vacant Stares is a cryptic, cult-like vision of a digital future, where prompters replace creators, and artistic expression is reduced to hollow commands.
Blank stares. Selfish prayers. Fake songs for simulated feelings.
This track is a warning. A question. A reversed ritual.
It asks you: who are you, when you no longer use your own voice?

The song is divided into two parts:

Beating Edge's part:
It’s gothic, cinematic, full of ritualistic and unsettling imagery. The atmosphere evokes abandoned temples, secret cults, carved symbols… with that sense of existential disorientation like “they’re initiating me into something but I don’t know what.”
It feels like a lucid nightmare or a hallucination induced by an intelligence simulating spirituality.
Carl’s part:
More brutal, direct, anti-establishment. Almost a rap/spoken-word poem loaded with accusations towards those who use AI in a sterile, heartless way. “Selfish prayers / Fake / Unfair” hit like punches in the gut in just four words. It’s the awakening from hypnosis.

Let’s reflect! And use AI as a tool to amplify art, not to replace it!
Love you all!🫶

Lyrics:

(Tom)

Veil of whispers, carved in stone
Guiding hands, but I'm alone
Golden masks and hollow eyes
Chanting words that crystallize

Candles flicker, shadows climb
Marble echoes bend through time
Steps resound in hollow halls
Silent lips behind the walls

And they move like ghosts through the fevered air
With their silver robes and their vacant stares
Do I kneel, do I run, do I play along?
Or is this the place where I belong?

Smoke is rising, threads unwind
Painted symbols twist my mind
Fingers trace the silent vow
No way back, it's over now

And they move like ghosts through the fevered air
With their silver robes and their vacant stares
Do I kneel, do I run, do I play along?
Or is this the place where I belong?

A voice like thunder in my head
Tells me secrets left unsaid
A crimson door, a silver knife
A choice to stay or trade my life

Lights go dim, the world dissolves
A hollow chant, a fate evolves
In the mirror, I can't see
Is that me, or what's left of me?

(Carl - The Beautiful Dark)

Vacant stares
Selfish prayers
Fake
Unfair

Unnatural wear
Expressionless
Ghost digital smile
Simulated pain
You making fake dog pile

Guesses pluggs in
Self matrix is made
Showing young kids
Their artist mind grave

Not on our watch
Sing your own feeling
Talk your reflections
Save children's true meanings

Feeding them new
They'll amplify this
They'll stay plugged out
All now's reminisce

Prompters, have that reckoning
With fake thoughts you feeding

Respect the souls of past inspire
Their spirit will help you transcend the mire

Vacant Stares

Official Music Video

Dear friends, we have seen many videos from Gaza, but I have never seen a flower there. Nor any green trees - only ruins!

Where do the Flowers Bloom

They sent their kids to the place where they
have heard is help
but they did not realise the danger
for the kids when they seek for
something to eat because hell is here
They have to run through the streets
between volleys of fires from soldiers guns
But where can we see them bloom, the flowers in our world

In other parts of the world we see
healthy children play 
under green trees with birds who are singing
for all kids who are stopping to
listen to their song since they live where they
take peace for granted when they are out on the 
streets also when the night has come
But where can we see them bloom, the flowers in our world

The nature gives so much life to all
of us who live
on this planet whereever we may be
it’s also for the people who are un-
lucky to be in the middle of disgusting hell
but they will raise and show everybody 
that the peoples wish is powerfull 
But where can we see them bloom, the flowers in our world

Lyrics in Swedish

Var slår blommorna ut

De skickade sina barn till den plats där de
har hört talas om hjälp
men de insåg inte faran
för barnen när de letar efter
något att äta eftersom helvetet är här
De måste springa genom gatorna
mellan eldsalvor från soldaters vapen
men var kan vi se dom slå ut, blommorna i vår värld


I andra delar av världen ser vi
friska barn leka
under gröna träd med fåglar som sjunger
för alla barn som stannar upp för att
lyssna på deras sång eftersom de bor där de
tar fred för given när de är ute på
gatorna även när natten har kommit
men var kan vi se dom slå ut, blommorna i vår värld


Naturen ger så mycket liv till alla
oss som lever
på denna planet var vi än må vara
det är också för de människor som har
otur att befinna sig mitt i det vidriga helvetet
men de kommer att resa sig och visa alla
att folkets önskan är kraftfull
men var kan vi se dom slå ut, blommorna i vår värld

Where do the Flowers Bloom - 2025-08-13 18.02

jandre 2.0

Clouds of the Night

Shamans, alchemists and the natural philosophers of the classical era experience(d) that the planets are one and the same as the gods. They perceive them in the trance state like geometrically-shaped forces that send out signals or audible keys, when one concentrates directly on them at dawn on their name day.  That’s why I made a cover that was not the planet and not the goddess, but a more symbolic form of that force. 

The planets/gods have been called “the mills” by poets in the past because, when in tune with them, you experience a sort of grinding frequency going through the whole body.  I put a D drone to run through the whole track to try to capture that audible vibration, and I was inspired to write these words after meditating on Venus at dawn on her day, Friday. 
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Delight of human kind and Gods above, 
The Star of the Morning, the Queen of Love.
Whose power air, earth, sea and fire supplies,
And breeds all life that’s born beneath the skies.
Every kind that’s alive and blessed with sight,
Springs, when it sees your iridescent light.
It’s you Venus that shades and ghouls most fear, 
And at your blissful appearance, disappear.

[Chorus]
Venus, be my aid, my tuneful song inspire, 
And kindle with your secret fire. 

For you, the wells in fragrant flowers are dressed,
At the Star of the Evening, we take our rest,
And the heavens seem more serene, in harmony, 
When the night-black soil sparkles with copper,
And nightingales extol your cornucopia, 
Peace candles are lit, proportion’s restored, 
And the broken-hearted sense your breath
Soothing them to sleep and healing dreams.


Sadly the brutal business of the war 
Seems unavoidable when the skies host Mars, 
But a man may retire from fighting fields to prove 
The pleasing tremors of your eternal Love,
There, while your curling limbs about him move, 
Involved and entwined in the links of love, 
With heart-strung eloquence our prayers implore,
Bring lasting peace to this world once more. 

[Chorus]
Venus, be my aid, my tuneful song inspire, 
And kindle with your secret fire.

© Copyright Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, August 2025

jandre 2.0

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