@torben-fugger Thank you for your amazing playing the Chalumeau, lovely phrases (starting at 2:58)!

love the brightness and the lightness of those string lines!!

wow, love this light part - like a ballet!

such a wonderfully constructed composition and the orchestration is amazing

Majestic experience! Great masterpiece! I love how clear all the instruments sounds are! Admirations!

I love your orchestration!  The instruments tell the story in each section and the emotional drama throughout!  A rich and deep score on every level! :)

Dude, this is stunning and amazing! Great Orchestrations, some of your best works I guess!

Great job! Dramatic, emotive, and cinematic – it sounds polished and mature. 🎶❤️🎶

RPR09_56

♨👉🏻⁂©All Rights Reserved 05-2025
©Lyricist, Mixer, Mastering, Pro License & Creator: Lady ElectroTrek
***

TITLE: KERATOLYTIC TOUCH
____________________________________________________________________
LYRICS:
(Verse 1)
She peels the layers one by one
Words like whispers under the sun
She smooths the cracks with a steady hand
A touch of grace they misunderstand

(Chorus)
Her love’s a cure a soothing balm
Breaking through chaos bringing calm
She speaks in riddles leaves no trace
A quiet storm a boundless space

(Verse 2)
She waters doubts till they dissolve
Each spoken line a problem solved
A chemist's heart with mystery’s art
She knows the cure she plays the part

(Chorus)
Her love’s a cure a soothing balm
Breaking through chaos bringing calm
She speaks in riddles leaves no trace
A quiet storm a boundless space

(Bridge)
She walks on edges razor thin
Where doubts end and truths begin
A shadowed light a fleeting flame
You’ll never see her play the same

(Chorus)
Her love’s a cure a soothing balm
Breaking through chaos bringing calm
She speaks in riddles leaves no trace
A quiet storm a boundless space

Plumping Love Up

Keratolytic Touch

'Occupied Territory' A mixed genre track as a Soundtrack for an up and coming project.

Sleeping Warriors

Occupied Territory

Some say the sky is blue
cause it shines up down from below
but the clouds don't care.
They'd just as soon go anywhere
and I'd like to be like that, too.
I'd like to be like that, too.

She go down, up the bend
through the lowland.
She go through, over the tree
bent on down, one knee
with headlamps passing.
She keep on walking
til she finds me.

She talked a bum into making 
a fireplace, in the alley
over at the general store.

She would not run.
She kept on laughing
as the firetruck did roar
as all them firetrucks did roar.

Once, I saw her
looking down a keyhole
up the floor, some balcony hotel.
Hey, aren't those sunny views
and grassy scenes just sweet!
On the other side of the door.
Way up on the other side of the door.

Words by Riley Robinson

Vox Dei

Please note: Didgeridoo samples by Jeamlamd!

The Earth Love II

Karma Ant

"Depth Over Ease" is a quiet rebellion against the temptation of simplicity.
This piece chooses introspection over decoration, silence over noise, emotion over polish.
Every phrase reaches inward, unfolding like a secret remembered rather than recited.
It's a piece for those who listen with their whole self — not for ease, but for resonance.

Close your eyes. Breathe with the tempo. Let it take you deeper than comfort.

Depth Over Ease Francesco Adornetto & Francess Harris

(Dragging My Butt) Into The Sunshine

There and Back Again

Chapter 1-3 (https://shorturl.at/Kv6K1)
Chapter 4
Mist still clung to the earth as the father and daughter descended from the ridge, the gleaming city now behind a veil of soft cloud. This valley was unlike the haunted one they had crossed—no growls, no flickering eyes. Here, silence reigned, not with menace, but with mystery.

A sound floated through the mist. It was delicate and searching—its voice rising and falling like wind over dunes. The girl paused. “What is that?”“An old sound. It means someone is here.”
They followed the music deeper into the valley. The path was overgrown but not wild. Vines embraced ancient stone walls etched with symbols. Towering sculptures stood half-buried in earth and time—guardians of something long forgotten.
Soft rhythms joined the mysterious melody, barely more than a pulse beneath their feet. It was as though the valley itself breathed, alive with memory.They walked on in reverent silence.
Still wrapped in the valley’s quiet awe, they moved forward, the melody guiding them toward whatever lay ahead.
Chapter 5
The first tremor came through the ground—a low thrum that rolled through the soles of their feet like the heartbeat of the earth. Then came another, stronger. The girl stopped mid-step. “Do you feel that?”
Before the father could answer, the sky filled with sound: thunderous drums, layered and immense, beating in rhythm like giants marching across the heavens. The air itself pulsed with it. They climbed a low rise of stone and brush, and then they saw it.An army.
It marched in perfect formation, stretching like a living river across the open plain below. Rows upon rows of armored warriors moved with synchronized grace. Their weapons shimmered gold in the diffused light—long spears, curved blades, massive shields engraved with symbols that echoed those carved in the valley walls.
The drums continued, unrelenting and vast, their beat not one of chaos, but of discipline and intention. The girl’s eyes widened, not with fear but awe. “They’re protecting the city.”
“Yes,” her father said, his voice hushed. “This is no army of conquest. This is a wall of living honor.”
He watched the formation, noting the way each soldier held themselves—upright, steady, eyes forward. There was strength here, but not reckless strength. It was the strength of guardianship, of quiet, deliberate power.The girl leaned into him. “They don’t look like they want to fight.”“They don’t,” he replied. “But they will, if they must.”
The wind shifted, carrying the scent of the city once more—spiced air, warm stone, something older still. And through the towering sound of the drums, a single, higher note sang faintly in the distance, threading the thunder like a voice in a storm.
Together, the father and daughter watched the golden army pass, silent witnesses to a force both fearsome and noble, standing between the world and something sacred.
Chapter 6
The drums faded into distance. The golden army vanished into mist. And in their place came a wind—warm, gentle, and full of memory. It swept through the valley like breath from the earth itself, curling around the father and daughter.
As the melody grew bigger, the wind swirled upward, lifting her feet from the earth. Her eyes closed, arms outstretched, as the warm air carried her higher, the notes cradling her like wings. She felt something stir inside her—not fear, not even excitement, but knowing. The journey had shaped her. She had seen mystery, wonder, danger, awe. And through it all, she had learned to trust her feet, her breath, her heart.
The wind grew brighter, lighter. The air itself seemed to dissolve, and her eyelids grew heavy. When she opened them, she was home.
Her room was quiet, the morning light soft on the windowsill. Outside, birds called gently. The journey was gone—but not lost. 
She turned her face to the window, eyes filled with wonder . And in the quiet of her heart, a voice spoke and she smiled...

Read the story here!

There and back again Part 1_6

Emergency Warp (CONTINUE Y/N ending)

airride


Die Wölfe beschützen die Pferde da sie Freunde sind 🙂

Wenn die Pferde rufen dann kommen die Wölfe um sie vor bösen Menschen zu beschützen die ihnen nichts gutes wollen. Kein Mensch kommt an den Wölfen vorbei.

Freund ist Freund, zusammen durch höhen und tiefen, zusammenhalt in jeglicher Situation.

the wolf is the horses friend

In addition to SC - tracks available on 
Spotify: http://bit.ly/3sGsCG8
iTunes: https://apple.co/2RAe9DU
Apple Music: https://apple.co/40TPePO
Youtube Music: https://bit.ly/40Uky0W
Amazon Music: https://amzn.to/3QZhU5C

Composing using PC, Cubase Pro, Reason and various orchestral libraries among others. Focused mainly on orchestral, atmospheric, cinematic soundtrack style.

For licensing queries and commision work contact Sturle on Sturlestrausscomposer@gmail.com

There and back again Part 1_6

Sturle Strauss Lisaeth-Composer

Recent comments

DestKorn

Mauricio Berg Music

Music Dreams

Angel Kunev | Composer

Related tracks