This song is a deeply personal reflection on my experiences being institutionalized throughout my lifetime while trying to deal with bipolar-disorder. I recount the trauma, despair, and sense of abandonment I felt within those walls. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of the harsh realities of life inside the institution. 

The song's title, inspired by Ken Kesey's classic novel, aptly captures the feeling of being trapped and losing one's grip on reality.

I recall the "shadows that play" on the walls, the "shattered minds" and "echoes of madness" that haunt the corridors. The chorus conveys the overwhelming sense of confinement and fear I felt, with the repeated phrase "one flew over the cuckoo's nest" becoming a haunting refrain. 

The bridge offers a glimpse into the desperation and powerlessness I felt, but the outro reflects on my journey towards healing and freedom. This song is a raw and emotional account of my experiences, and I hope it resonates with those who have faced similar struggles.


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]  
Sixteen years old, first time they locked me away,  
Behind cold walls where the shadows play.  
Scared and depressed souls, screaming in despair,  
A broken system, no one seems to care.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Shattered minds in a cage of pain,  
Echoes of madness, driving me insane.  

[Chorus]  
One flew over the cuckoo's nest,  
I felt so trapped, too afraid to rest.  
Those halls of horror, they scarred my soul,  
A place meant to heal had swallowed me whole.  

[Verse 2]  
Rooms that reek of bodies unwashed,  
Dreams shattered, innocence lost.  
Some looked like ghosts wandering the floor,  
While others pound their heads on death’s door.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Shattered minds in a cage of pain,  
Echoes of madness, driving me insane.  

[Chorus]  
One flew over the cuckoo's nest,  
I felt so trapped, too afraid to rest.  
Those halls of horror, they scarred my soul,  
A place meant to heal had swallowed me whole.  

[Bridge]  
Safety glass won’t break for the desperate leap,  
Orderlies drag bodies while we silently weep.  
Restraints and silence—no voice to fight,  
In those asylums, there’s no end in sight.  

[Chorus X2] 
One flew over the cuckoo's nest,  
I felt so trapped, too afraid to rest.  
Those halls of horror, they scarred my soul,  
A place meant to heal had swallowed me whole.  

[Outro X2]  
Years have passed since I broke free,  
But the memories still haunt and imprison me.  
A cry for change echoes in my chest
No one should have to live through such a cruel test.

One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest (Angry version)

This song is a deeply personal reflection on my experiences being institutionalized throughout my lifetime while trying to deal with bipolar-disorder. I recount the trauma, despair, and sense of abandonment I felt within those walls. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of the harsh realities of life inside the institution. 

The song's title, inspired by Ken Kesey's classic novel, aptly captures the feeling of being trapped and losing one's grip on reality.

I recall the "shadows that play" on the walls, the "shattered minds" and "echoes of madness" that haunt the corridors. The chorus conveys the overwhelming sense of confinement and fear I felt, with the repeated phrase "one flew over the cuckoo's nest" becoming a haunting refrain. 

The bridge offers a glimpse into the desperation and powerlessness I felt, but the outro reflects on my journey towards healing and freedom. This song is a raw and emotional account of my experiences, and I hope it resonates with those who have faced similar struggles.


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]  
Sixteen years old, first time they locked me away,  
Behind cold walls where the shadows play.  
Scared and depressed souls, screaming in despair,  
A broken system, no one seems to care.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Shattered minds in a cage of pain,  
Echoes of madness, driving me insane.  

[Chorus]  
One flew over the cuckoo's nest 
I felt so trapped, too afraid to rest.  
Those halls of horror, they scarred my soul,  
A place meant to heal had swallowed me whole.  

[Verse 2]  
Rooms that reek of bodies unwashed,  
Dreams shattered, innocence lost.  
Some looked like ghosts wandering the floor,  
While others pound their heads on death’s door.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Shattered minds in a cage of pain,  
Echoes of madness, driving me insane.  

[Chorus]  
One flew over the cuckoo's nest  
I felt so trapped, too afraid to rest.  
Those halls of horror, they scarred my soul,  
A place meant to heal had swallowed me whole.  

[Bridge]  
Safety glass won’t break for the desperate leap,  
Orderlies drag bodies while we silently weep.  
Restraints and silence—no voice to fight,  
In those asylums, there’s no end in sight.  

[Chorus X2] 
One flew over the cuckoo's nest 
I felt so trapped, too afraid to rest.  
Those halls of horror, they scarred my soul,  
A place meant to heal had swallowed me whole.  

[Outro]  
Years have passed since I broke free,  
But the memories still haunt and imprison me.  
A cry for change echoes in my chest
No one should have to live through such a cruel test.

One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest (Melancholy version)

Souvenez-vous en. C’était il y a 5 ans, ça paraît vieux et ce n’est pas si loin.
Le 12 mars 2020 le président nous dit « plus d’école les enfants » puis le 16 mars il ajoute « confinement pour les parents ». On parle de distanciation sociale, avant de corriger en distanciation physique. Peu importe pour les plus fragiles, il sont condamnés à rester isolés.
En mai 2020 ils nous ont laissé un peu sortir, en juillet ils ont commencé à nous masquer, en octobre ils nous ont reconfinés et en décembre ils ont encore changé pour instaurer le couvre-feu.
Souvenez-vous en. C’était il y a 5 ans, ça paraît vieux et ce n’est pas si loin.
En janvier 2021 le couvre-feu arrive plus tôt, puis en avril ils reconfinent.
En mai les terrasses sont rouvertes, en juin le couvre-feu cesse, les masques en extérieur ne sont plus obligatoires et commence le pass-sanitaire, qui deviendra obligatoire en août. Et là commence la nouvelle histoire d’un virus qu’il fallait au début éviter et qu’à présent tout le monde veut avoir car il faut se faire scanner pour aller boire un simple café.
Souvenez-vous en. C’était il y a 4 ans, ça paraît vieux et ce n’est pas si loin.

En septembre 2021 les soignants deviennent victimes avec l’obligation vaccinale et en janvier 2022 le pass vaccinal remplace le pass sanitaire.
Le 14 mars 2022, 2 ans après les premières annonces,  c’est la fin du pass vaccinal.

Souvenez-vous en. C’était il y a 3 ans, ça paraît vieux et ce n’est pas si loin.

A cette époque souvenez-vous, le président nous rassurait en proclamant « nous sommes en guerre »
On nous a dit que le coronavirus était l’adversaire, pour commencer. Puis ce furent les personnes en bonne santé, devenues susceptibles de le communiquer. Les cas-contacts, les positifs, les négatifs, les faux, les vrais, les laisser-passer, le flics traquant les gens et les faisant payer pour avoir voulu respirer, les familles sidérées, déchirées, divisées, tout le monde apeurés et tous les soirs les chiffres présentés pour ne pas nous rassurer. Puis après les avoir applaudit, on a fait des soignants les boucs-émissaires en les obligeant à se vacciner. 
N'oubliez jamais que sous prétexte de protection, nous avons été terrorisés et divisés, que les plus faibles jeunes et vieux ont été traumatisés.

5 ans plus tard nous sommes toujours là et d’autres guerres, des vraies, cette fois, ont continué à apparaître. 5 ans plus tard, les dirigeants n’ont pas trop changé, leur manière de faire non plus : ils créent la peur, la terreur et la culpabilité avec des discours mortifères, morbides et moroses. La mort dans l’âme, le moral en berne, on se parle mal, on masque à grand peine que souvent les gens sont au bord des larmes.

Mais 5 ans plus tard, l’essentiel demeure : notre quête à tous est celle du bonheur et non de la peur. Ils peuvent s’agiter, menacer, contraindre, 
Evoquer la guerre pour le plus grand nombre
Mais sur nos visages ne pourront éteindre
Le sourire de ceux qui ne craignent l’ombre


Souvenez-vous en

‘Slumber’ cements YARD’s reputation as a band that delivers music as intense as it is immersive. A dystopian electronic journey, ‘Slumber’ is cinematic in scope, seamlessly blending euphoric techno rhythms with cascading synth walls and eerie guitars. The track balances sonic tension with explosive energy, capturing YARD’s signature mix of post punk rock and electronica. It grips listeners tight before erupting into an infectious, aggressive crescendo, solidifying their reputation as one of the most exhilarating live acts to emerge in the last 12 months.

As an instrumental track, ‘Slumber’ pulls no punches and proves that YARD can captivate audiences with or without lyricism. The track evokes an initial sense of confinement, tension, struggle and entrapment, themes that are regularly featured across YARD’s discography. Yet, as the song progresses, there is a sense of togetherness and escapism, a room of listeners vibrating with energy and intensity, yearning to break loose from the expectations and routines of the mundane.

As the second single from their highly anticipated upcoming EP set for release in May, ‘Slumber’ marks a thrilling new chapter for YARD. Taking inspiration from sonic heavyweights like Death Grips, Nine Inch Nails and The Prodigy, ‘Slumber’ showcases the band's relentless ambition and innovation, pushing their sound into even more expansive and electrifying territory.

Slumber

LE BRUIT DES VILLES

🔥🔥 Mister Prison - Tom - Official Music 🔥🔥 is a powerful anthem that challenges the status quo. With lyrics like "Too hot to handle" and "I'ma burn it all down," this song is a call to action for those who are ready to fight for freedom.

➡️ Stream "[Mister Prison]" on YouTube: https://youtu.be/CNlKRpTMqDo
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Mister Prison

Petite chanson faite durant le premier confinement

Tous ensemble [archive 2020]

Texte et composition : Romain Ricaud
Chant : Emmanuelle Oneto

L’azur immobile

L’azur silencieux
les idylles 
en suspens

Retardés les voyages
les errances

Les jonquilles 
fleurissent si vite 
en gaieté

Lentement 
glisse sur nous 
une clarté

L’azur étoilé 
nous traçons des sillons,
des paysages 

Des cités d'argile 
effleurées et pétrifiées
par les nuages

Dans la nuit paisible
nous encrons les contours
d’un monde à venir 

Dans la nuit paisible
s’évanouit
l’azur immobile

Nous avons quitté ce printemps
nos mains frôlant les fleurs 
Peut-être oublierons nous nos promesses

L'azur immobile

God is not surprised - all things are under his perfect power and control. Satan desires people to maximize destruction, he wants people to feel guilty.  See the pattern of Satan before he strikes.  We can intervene that he not totally accomplish his will.  Its a fragile time, souls are being lost.  During the greatest achievements he will strike and it can have a world wide effect.  We carry God's principles.  We are the lamps on the hillside.  God always warns his people before the decree goes forward. He chose us to work through his voice in you.

08 19 2025  Unexpected Happenings

Confinados - 01 Antonico

Confinados - 04 Que há de ser de nós

Confinados - 03 Estate

Confinados - 02 Imagine

La chanson française et le créole en héritage !

Baignée par sa grand-mère dans la culture martiniquaise, Sophie Cantier, Autrice, compositrice, Interprète toulousaine puise son inspiration tantôt chez Michel Berger, tantôt chez Malavoi. De sa voix pleine et enveloppante, accompagnée de son piano, Sophie Cantier nous livre une rêverie acoustique, poétique et lumineuse.

Musicien électronique et plasticien basé en Bretagne, France.
Il compose des mélodies rêveuses et émotionnelles.
Il a réalisé l’album « Astral Tale » en 2004 sous le nom de Cosmic Pocket. Les sonorités évoquant l’enfance sont tombées dans l’oreille de Jean-Jacques Perrey avec qui il a produit l’album « Froots » en 2010. Il comporte des airs humoristiques et des morceaux inclassables.
Depuis plusieurs années, il travaille sur une alchimie entre sa musique et des œuvres graphiques bucoliques.

Electronic musician and visual artist based in Brittany, France.
He composes dreamy, emotional melodies.
He released the album “Astral Tale” in 2004 under the name Cosmic Pocket. His childhood tones caught the ear of Jean-Jacques Perrey, with whom he produced the album “Froots” in 2010. It includes humorous tunes and unclassifiable pieces.
For several years now, he has been working on an alchemy between his music and bucolic graphic works.

Songwriting has been a lifelong passion for me, dating back to elementary school when I first began crafting stories, poems, and eventually lyrics. As a former drummer in various bands, I always relied on others to bring my words to life musically. However, after a long hiatus from drumming, I decided to take the leap and learn to compose music to accompany my lyrics. Through classes and dedication, I've embarked on a new journey, breathing fresh life into old lyrics and penning new ones. You'll find a mix of older and newer works here. Especially for some of the lyrics. 

Music has been a part of me for as long as I can remember. One of my earliest memories is being completely entranced by 'The Little Drummer Boy' as a very young child. There was something about the rhythm and the melody that just captivated me. I must have played it a thousand times, wearing the record out, and from that moment on, I was hooked. I knew I wanted to be a drummer and to create that magic for others. 

But I was too young then, and of course, I couldn't afford a drum set just yet. So, I turned to writing as a way to express myself. As I mentioned above, I started with stories, then poems, and eventually, lyrics. I found that writing was not only a way to tap into my creativity, but also a way to process my emotions and experiences. 

As I grew older, my love for music only deepened. I realized that music has this incredible power to transport us to different times and places, to evoke emotions and memories that we thought were long forgotten. It's a universal language that can bring people together like nothing else can. 

For me, writing lyrics is a cathartic experience. It's a way for me to tap into my emotions, to process the world around me, and to create something that I hope will resonate with others. And when I hear my words come to life in a song, it's truly magical. It's a feeling that never gets old, and it's what keeps me coming back to music time and time again. 

I love many genres of music and artists of many genres. And if you listen to some of my songs, you will find that I like to make songs of different genres as well as mix different genres into each song. One of my all-time favorite bands is Evanescence, and I have made a lot of songs where I have tried my best to emulate that sound. 

Now, I have recently started experimenting with new sounds. I never heard of glitch beats before I took music classes, and now I'm fascinated with the sound, so I have been experimenting with glitch beats recently. 

I hope you enjoy some of my songs. And thanks so much to everyone who has been listening so far. I truly appreciate it. I welcome constructive feedback to help me grow as an artist, and I appreciate your support. ❤️

BTW if you follow me, I will ALWAYS follow back. If I like your music, I will follow you, but if you don't follow me back within a week or so I will probably unfollow. The same goes for when I see someone listening to my music, I WILL follow, however, if they don't follow me back within a week or so, I'll unfollow, because I'm at my limit of follows and I want to follow back everyone who follows me. Did not know that SoundCloud limits us to following only 2000. 😢

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VickStiX's Artist Manifesto
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I am the static between truth and noise.
A pulse that cracks the silence open.
When the world forgets its conscience,
I remind it — one beat, one lyric, one spark.

I don’t shout to divide; I sing to awaken.
I don’t chase fame; I chase clarity.
My art is not a weapon — it’s a flare in the dark.
A signal to every soul that still believes in better.

Let the trolls rage, let the cowards hide.
They can’t drown out a voice that’s tuned to truth.
I will paint their lies in sound and light
until justice has a melody again.

Because protest is not anger — it’s hope with a megaphone.
And I was born to be loud.

🎶 VickStiX — Truth. Rhythm. Revolution.












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