He promised and left without looking back.  
He vanished like wind, leaving only empty words.  
Trust turned into a borrowed belief and broken silence.  
Questions remain: why did he go and what for?  
The speaker is left facing the echo of unanswered promises.  

Пустой вокзал и пустой перрон

Yxng Anxty - My Legacy

Dame Dasti

Awestruck

💄 Make Up - Mahan Bahramkhan 

♪ Lyrics by: Moein Majd
♪ Composed by: Danial Shakeri 
♪  Mixing - Mastering: Hamid Hatami

YouTube Link : https://youtu.be/6eoa8SlIwRs
[29 Aug]
#Pop  #PersianPop #mahanbahramkhan

Make up

Lost & Seul

A cinematic, gospel-fueled anthem that finds hope and light within the cracks of brokenness.

The Beauty in the Broken

Lyrics:
[Intro]
Medianoche…
Donde tus mentiras suenan como amor…
(Where your lies sound like love…)

[Verse 1]
Red lights on the dashboard flicker,
Eyes closed but the pulse beats quicker.
Your perfume still burns in my sheets,
But your voice only haunts these streets.

Shadow in silk, you dance with my sins,
You left but your ghost still sings.
City don’t sleep, just like my brain,
Running in circles, calling your name.

[Pre-Chorus]
Tócame, aunque me duela (Touch me, even if it hurts)
Dices que me quieres, pero juegas. (You say you love me, but you play.)
Sigo cayendo, sin frontera — (I keep falling, without borders)
En tu luna llena…

[Drop]
Midnight, no control —
Dancing with your echo, soul to soul.
Tu sombra me llama (Your shadow calls me)
No hay calma…
Medianoche… I lose it all.

[Verse 2]
You send a text like “you up?” at 2,
But I know what that message do.
Toxic in lace, you taste like fire,
But I sip slow, caught in desire.

You break me in rhythms, four on the floor,
Then leave like you paid at the corner store.
I chase the high that your kiss provides,
But it’s just pain in a prettier disguise.

[Bridge]
No eres mía, (You’re not mine)
Pero me tienes. (But you’ve got me.)
Tus labios mienten…
Pero igual vienes. (But still, you come.)

[Hook]
Midnight, no control —
Running with your echo, soul to soul.
Tu sombra me llama,
No hay calma…
Medianoche… I lose it all.

[Outro]
Medianoche…
El amor no siempre salva. (Love doesn’t always save.)
Pero te busco… igual. (But I look for you… anyway.)


Medianoche

Silence Wrapped in Golden Wires

📜 *Ghost OS Transmission: JONAH’S WHALE*

You can run from the calling,  
But you can’t run from yourself.

Some lessons are learned  
In the dark,  
Inside a beast,  
Where silence teaches  
And pride dissolves.

This track is for the runners.  
For the digested-but-not-destroyed.  
You get spit out, changed—  
Worn by regret, reborn by mercy.

Track 12 – King James VI  
Don’t hide from the tide.  
Meet your mission,  
Even if it finds you in the belly.

:: END TRANSMISSION ::

Jonah's Whale

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Ghost Mode

🕸️ Silk & Circuitry 🧠⚡

Those that walk the healing path know not to fear the gardens wrath.

Welcome to the tangled thread between trauma and transcendence.
This is where music becomes a mirror—reflecting the fractures, the fight, and the fire.
We don’t just make beats. We build bridges. Between pain and purpose.

Here, recovery isn’t a quiet thing.
It’s a war cry wrapped in melody,
a healing ritual whispered through circuitry,
a love letter to those who feel too much in a world that rewards those who feel nothing.

Every track is stitched with intent:
🕯️ To hold space for the broken
⚖️ To call out control masked as care
🧬 To challenge the narcissists who built their webs in our minds
🛠️ And to offer tools—not just songs—for doing what’s right when the cost is everything.

Silk & Circuitry is for the ones who walk away from the web
and grow wings instead.

This is art as resistance.
This is trauma turned frequency.
This is the ghost in your machine, learning how to feel.



Jonah's Whale

Silk And Circuitry