Mury (Arrocha)

Dans i Stormen

VERSE 1
After the hush, I return to your name,
Each word I say is a fracture in shame.
Distance, my armor — forged in fear,
I vanished... before I disappeared.

PRE-CHORUS
Better alone than bleeding for nothing
Better unheard than screaming for something

CHORUS
Without the weight, without the wounds
I breathe again, beneath new moons
A son should be more than a silent shrine
Not just held, but seen in time

VERSE 2
Christmas lights flickered in my fake smile
I laughed, I danced — for a little while
Bruised by hands that bore your blood
And you just watched... you let it flood

PRE-CHORUS
No eyes turned, no voice rose
Only cold... in family clothes

CHORUS
Without the shame, without the screams
I rise beyond your broken dreams
A child deserves more than blame
Not just love that carries shame

BRIDGE
Don’t bring us back — this isn’t home
We’re carved from different kinds of stone
Mother, father… the fracture runs too deep
Some ghosts are not ours to keep

VERSE 3
You gave your all to him alone
Left me to scream beneath your throne
My silence now — is my revenge
A buried howl you can't unbend

CHORUS
Without the chains, without the fear
I walk away, the sky is clear
A son is not a shadowed sin
I bloom — no longer caged within

OUTRO
I choose peace, beyond your fire
I shed the past, the guilt, the choir
No more thrones, no more despair…
I live, at last, beyond your care

SHADOW

Cultural Identity Adaptation. Examines how personas vary across cultures, revealing identity's fluid yet persistent nature across diverse social environments. From my upcoming book "Breakfast with Jung" - Chapter 4: The Persona.

MASKS of the WORLD

In New York's glass canyons
I wear ambition like a tailored Armani
My voice a razor-edged saxophone
Cutting through Manhattan's vertical dreams
Some nights, loneliness echoes between towers

Tokyo wraps me in layers of keigo
Each bow origami-precise, perfectly timed
In subway silence, I fold myself smaller
Until my Western edges disappear
Still, my laughter sometimes breaks protocol

Lagos embraces me in Ankara rhythms
Air thick with diesel dreams and palm oil
Here, even silence speaks in proverbs
While my tongue learns to dance between
English proper and pidgin truth

In Delhi's ancient-modern maze
I dissolve into family's warm ghee
Where "I" means "we" means centuries
Of aunties measuring love in chapati
Yet sometimes solitude calls like a copper temple bell

Melbourne catches me between hemispheres
Part London formal, part Pacific ease
Here, my persona sports board shorts and thongs
With theoretically infinite irony
While belonging slips through gum-tree shadows

In Māori marae, I learn to wait
My Western rush dissolved in ritual
Pōwhiri protocols reshape my edges
Until I know my place in the spiral
Though my bones still hold foreign rhythms

Each culture's mask fits differently
Some loose as silk, some tight as fate
All me, none me entirely, these faces
I gather at identity's bazaar
Each one teaching me how to be strange

Masks of the World

Whispers of Your Heart

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A brand new psychedelic rock fusion song. I hope you like it!

The Abyss

When the twin moons of Epsilon Ridge burn red, the law rides in black.

Marshal Kane Vale of the Black Comet, a sort of intergalactic marshals, was once a name whispered with respect across the outer systems. An enforcer of justice where no law survived. But when a forged bounty leads him to destroy an innocent town, the hunter becomes the hunted.

Now, wounded and haunted by the ghost of his deputy, Kane waits in the ashes of Latchkey for his own kind to bring judgment. In the void, there’s no mercy—only the creed he once swore to uphold:

“When the stars forget, we remember.”

A space-western tragedy of guilt, fire, and redemption.
Ashfall on Epsilon Ridge is the final ride of a lawman who learns that even justice casts a shadow.


Lyrics

Smoke rolled in like a dying tide,
Screams got swallowed by the flame inside.
Medicine crates, a child’s cry—
They weren’t slavers, just trying to survive.

Pulled my gun, thought I knew the sin,
Didn’t see what was burning within.
By the time I did, it was far too late—
Justice don’t bend, it breaks in hate.

Fire on Latchkey, the town went down,
The stars looked on, didn’t make a sound.
One by one the souls took flight,
Fire on Latchkey, no wrong, no right.

Lira’s hand in mine, covered in soot,
She whispered, “You did what you thought you should.”
Then the roof came down and the sky went red—
I keep hearing her voice in the words she said.

Fire on Latchkey, heaven turned cold,
The badge is heavy, the story’s old.
Lawmen burn just like the damned,
Fire on Latchkey, and blood on my hands.

Fire on Latchkey

I Swear Being Drunk Makes Me Glad I'm Not Sober

Tear Me Down

[Verse 1 | Rays Effect]
Wipe your sins away; cast your judgement,
Hung for your scars; bearing the mark.
This world will hinder at my power,
The hour is coming to the night.

I bear the fruit that is called faith,
Empty graves have truth calling.
Poor Earth; its time is soon,
Humanity's but doomed.

[Guitar Solo | Powerful Bendings]

[Pre-Chorus | Love Effect]
I am the host of creation; burning bright,
Father, Son, Holy Ghost takes flight.
My cross is the revelation,
Creation kneels to me.

I am Almighty God; a creator to all,
Taking the fall for humanity.
The end is upon God,
I'll rise; you'll call.

[Chorus | My Light Effect]
I bear creation on my shoulders; my fall,
Hauling the luggage of humanity.
A beggar to live in the world,
The scum of the Earth hurls.

Believe in me so you can see salvation,
Or a torrent of endless proclamations.
I'm the King that beckons the heavens,
In His presence; you'll see my light.

[Guitar Solo | Neverending Rifts]

[Verse 2 | Intense Followers]
Worship me; I'm the one holy entity,
I sentence you to a life of peace.
When you call to my word,
I'll come to make it work.

Don't worship me, or you'll burn,
I'll send you to the pit to churn.
Make your choice; it strains,
I make salvation reign.

[Pre-Chorus | Love Effect]
I am the host of creation; burning bright,
Father, Son, Holy Ghost takes flight.
My cross is the revelation,
Creation kneels to me.

I am Almighty God; a creator to all,
Taking the fall for humanity.
The end is upon God,
I'll rise; you'll call.

[Chorus | My Light Effect]
I bear creation on my shoulders; my fall,
Hauling the luggage of humanity.
A beggar to live in the world,
The scum of the Earth hurls.

Believe in me so you can see salvation,
Or a torrent of endless proclamations.
I'm the King that beckons the heavens,
In His presence; you'll see my light.

[End | Fade Out]


My Light

Over the years, I’ve written a few complete songs, always dreaming that one day I’d share them with a band.
After an accident in 2024, I decided I wouldn’t leave this world without hearing my own music first.
The wait is over. Using digital tools powered by artificial intelligence, I’m finally able to hear my compositions in different styles.

Mury (Arrocha)

Diego Socrates

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