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"TAKE A JOURNEY MIX" 4/25

Single from the album titled WHY by PRINCE JAABAAL THE BLACK POET produced by CROWNED ROYALE ITHIOPIA RECORDS.

Can't Conceive

"Gansja" is a Georgian wordplay, a metaphor for inner reflection and the flame of light within.
Gansja – the leaf of light, the sound of soul.

Gansja

Vibe higher with the best of reggae music — from classic roots to modern riddims. This playlist is your one-stop destination for conscious lyrics, uplifting rhythms, and island soul. Whether you're chilling at the beach, driving with the windows down, or meditating on good vibes, these reggae tracks will keep your spirit irie. Discover roots reggae, dub, dancehall, and lovers rock from rising stars and legendary voices alike. Perfect for reggae lovers, Rasta souls, and anyone seeking good energy and spiritual connection through music.


Babylon No Sleep

New tune from HdN Productions & Blaz'Em
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Bun the weed Ft. Blaz'Em

Cindered Heart just flipped the script ! Raw, internal warfare unleashed in a brutal new direction. No chains broken until every thought bleeds into the beat. We laid the battleground in your skull and fought through to the other side. This is our rebirth. Breakin Da Hinges.

Lyrics

they tell me breathe air feels like poison
they tell me rest but the walls press in closer
every thought’s a blade memory’s a chain
i been sharpening both for longer than i can name
done knocking now i’m breaking the hinges bet
steel in my veins brain’s on riot path sweat
bleed on beat cause the thoughts never quiet
battle in my skull claws on iron in riot
fists in my mind walls start to tremor
memory’s a blade blood trying to dismember
shadow in mirror name carved in ledger
saint and sinner same cursed vendetta
scar’s a verse i couldn’t spit fear lit
tear’s a match never unlit spirit split
loss a scar doubt a stone war inside my dome
the fight you won’t see ending mind to mic every thought is weapon cut bleeds ink page bending i am the wound and the knife i’m defending

pulse like drum doubt starts drip
heart in pit soul on slick trip
words in skull code ripped from grip
hand can’t be trusted when grip won’t slip
ghost in flesh chains i built
guilt turned gold blood i spilt
bars brick walls i kill
rhyme shot till truth stands still

feed me fear i twist into scripture
bleed me dry paint you a picture
lock me down i bend every fixture
break my frame step out bigger
hymn of hollow haunted breath serrated
vow broke fuel hatred dreams faded

fire in flesh burn that remain
ash in chest death laying stain
fear’s war paint face framed
each beat grave embraced ugh

fighting my name dark long
scar proof blade stays strong
loss a play gone wrong
beat don’t stop war goes on
crack in glass light cuts through
voice that bleeds for truth you knew
fire in pit when all is through
war in head only love I grew

this war eyes can’t befriend
mind in mic words i send
cut spills truth pages mend
i am fire fight i tend
lost war but i found myself
i’m here but starting to drown
each breath just another round
every beat burying down
mind drift far soul still standin
storm in head waves landin
madness call stop defendin
i lose myself but wound’s mendin

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© 2024–2025 All rights reserved.

Breakin Da Hinges

Cindered Heart’s “Zion Lion” is a militant Rasta anthem with hard dubstep, prophetic drums, razor-edge lyricism, and righteous rebellion. It unravels Babylon’s lies, exposes war and corporate poison, and calls for prophetic justice. A fierce, immersive war-chant for the age. 

Lyrics

Zion rise mi see Babylon tremble
Lion roar split di temple
Truth cut deep no gentle
Fire fi di false an di mental

Boardroom kings in di shadow hall
Drafting law while di children fall
Sign ink red from di blood it spill
Patent life turn a breath to bill

Corporate gospel in a poison vial
Preach health while di graveyard smile
Schoolyard fed with di sugar bribe
Doc get paid when di young cyan thrive

Mask come down see di warlord grin
Pharma crown and di bullet twin
Law bend low when di bribe come in
Zion drum beat Babylon skin

Zion lion tear di veil
Babylon wall must fail
Truth like fire cyan jail
We beat drum till di chains turn frail

Lobby wine with di minister tongue
Cash in hand while di laws get strung
War ship sail fi di oil and gold
Press print lies till di truth run cold

Feed di youth with a screen and pill
Mind get still while di bank vault fill
Death on lease in a brand new pack
Sellin hope with di fine print trap

Cyan hide from di riddim when it knock pon door
Every Babylon tower crumble down to di floor
Di blood on your hands gonna stain di shore
An di lion roar twice then roar once more

Zion lion tear di veil
Babylon wall must fail
Truth like fire cyan jail
We beat drum till di chains turn frail

Beat di drum tear it down Babylon fall Babylon fall
Beat di drum tear it down Zion call Zion call

Fire rise wicked fall
Truth stand lies crawl
Lion roar system shake
Earth heal chains break
Babylon hear di call
Zion come burn it all
Drum beat thunder roll
Jah light free di soul

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Zion Lion

A heartfelt journey of love and redemption, Zion Knows My Heart by Cindered Heart blends raw Rasta soul, street grit, and lyrical fire. Written for the one I miss and love, it’s a promise to carry them to Zion’s gates, through every trial, with unshakable hope and a vow that will never fade.

Lyrics 

From the ashes to the gates we rise
No chains no fear only truth in the eyes
Zions callin and I cant disguise
The weight of the pain when the fire dont die

I
Run through the rain with the flame in my ribcage
Brain in a rampage pain in a spin stage
Name on a blacklist aim at a big change
Chains on my wrists but Im breakin the thick gauge

Heart bleeds out for you beats Im spillin
Dark dreams then but the heat still killin
Mark these vows while the street keep drillin
Arc beam down cause Im meek need buildin

Yo I been on that grind with the cracks in my faith
Snapped in the mind but Im back in the race
Tracks get lit when the match hit base
Facts dont quit when the pasts in my face

Miss your laugh in the sunlight glow
Wish that path had a onelife show
Kiss that chance but the gun might blow
This that dance with the love I grow

But I
Bleed till the seed in the dirt catch light
Feed what I need just to turn dat right
Lead with the speed when the burn ignite
Read every creed in the words I write

From the
Storm to the calm with the hands still holdin
Form to the bond and the fam still golden
Norm get gone when the plan start rollin
Zion call and my soul unfolds and
You are the light and and lamb Ive chosen

Chains break drums hit sky split open
Pain fade love lit vow still spoken
Rain made roads where the lions are roamin
Zion rise now and the gates wide open

Tear through lies like a prophet with a blade tongue
Hands in the dirt where the real ones came from
Stand in the hurt til the fear gets outrun
Plan for the birth of a world thats dayone

Soul burnt greed in the veins of this station
Bury the seeds while reach for salvation
Feeding the beast with the pain is race in
Bleedin the streets while the hearts erasin

But I
Got a fire that the storm cant drown
Got a choir in my bones with a love chant sound
Got a wire in my bones that I tore back down
Got a higher kind of hope thatll heal loves bound

For the
One I lost and the dream we carried
For the promise I swore and the weight we ferry
For the road we walk when the pain gets heavy
Zion waits and the sky stay ready

If the blood on my hands could erase your tears
If the weight in my chest could replace your fears
I would tear out my soul set the skyline clear
And rebuild every bridge that we burned to cinders

Id
Bend time til the clocks all stop
Trade mine for the peace you sought
Write rhymes in the sand til the tide unlock
Every truth that we lost when the storms first knocked

So if Zion is a place where the wounds turn gold
Where the fire turns the broken into something whole
Then Im bringin you with me hand never let go
Mic drop let the lion roar now you know

Mi heart beat heavy without yuh
Every sunrise mi still see yuh face
Jah know mi miss yuh deep mi love yuh strong
Now Im headin to Zion gate mi hold yuh in mi soul

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Jah Knows My Heart

A defiant anthem blending Rasta spirituality with revolutionary bass, ‘Of Our Own Makin’ ignites the spirit of resistance and unity. It weaves ancient roots and futuristic beats into a call for love, justice, and collective transformation in the face of oppression.

Lyrics

Yeah to da mountain fall and the sea rising
Hear mi now
Dem push we pon di edge Babylon call it progress
But mi see di smoke pon di skyline
And mi know mi know war soon come
War soon come

Concrete crack where mi seed still grow
Steel bird fly where di trade winds blow
Chains in di ports same as centuries ago
Only now dem gild di links sell wi technogold show

Synthetic rice inna di market stall
AI tongue pon di government call
Robot eyes watch di ghetto wall
While di elder cry Jah pickney Babylon tek it all

From Trenchtown block to di migrant shore
Dem build dem world pon wi unpaid score
Wi skin wi sweat wi blood di core
Yet di gate still lock mi pound pon da door

mi pound pon da door

Wi nah bow down to no false flag code
Wi nah tek di script dem AI load
Mi chant for di youth pon di exile road
Cyaan kill a spirit Jah himself mode

Fire fi di ones weh sell wi soul
Rain fi di land weh dem cyan control
Love fi di people weh tek back role no sell soul
Change fi di world make di system fold

Pick it up Pick it up

Check di ledger war machine in ink
Oil spill dreams whole island sink
While di king in London lift him drink
And mi bredda in Kingston cyaan even think

Immigrant foot pon foreign ground
Visa chain like shackle round
Di anthem play but wi hear no sound
Only di weep of di lost unbound

Missiles rest pon di rising tide
Politician smile while dem still cyan decide
If peace worth more than a billion bride
Sold to a war fi a bankers pride thats not right

From di Bible page to di Quran verse
From di Rasta hymn to di rebel curse
Every creed agree mi rehearse dis first
If wi nah change now tings only get worse

If wi nah change now tings only get worse

Fire fi di ones weh sell wi soul
Rain fi di land weh dem cyan control
Love fi di people weh tek back role
Change fi di world make di system fold let it go
let it go

it be all of our own makin what were thinkin

Time fi turn to love or turn to rage
Fi write a new law on the final page
Faith or none we all in the flame
Stand up now or die with the same name
Stand up now or die with the same name

it be all of our own makin what were we thinkin
it be all of our own makin what were we thinkin
Its time we be makin a changin

Cindered Heart lift you up to Jah Brother and sister
Cindered Heart lift you up to Jah Brother my sister
All my love be comin to ya

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Of Our Own Makin

Cindered Heart is insurgent music. Industrial, bass-heavy hip-hop fused with metal’s bite and activist poetry’s venom. Every song is a call-to-arms against complacency. A soundtrack for people who feel the rot and want to burn it out.

 I know crazy right ?


Emerging from a decade in shadow, Cindered Heart returns not as a solo act, but as a rising coven of creators, collaborators, and conspirators. Together, they give blood to a new genre: VampTrap : a brutal collision of trap, metal, dubstep, and darkwave. This is not music made for market trends. It’s a cinematic audio doctrine, where no church is sacred, no system safe, and no silence untainted by pulse.

At the center stands a one-man legion: Introducing Lesstatt ! Handling songwriting, vocals, production, sound design, visual direction, and final mastering. Using AI elements, Hard Synths, Drum machines, Electric Guitars, Dj Equipment, Samplers, ect. Each track is summoned in a single uninterrupted ritual, where melody bleeds into meaning, and distortion becomes declaration. But this vision is no longer alone. The world of Cindered Heart now expands through a handpicked circle of featured vocalists, visual architects, sound sculptors, and trusted allies. Each amplifying the message without ever muting its power.

With over 60 releases mostly for now on SoundCloud but also  global platforms, and with international coverage including radio play, interviews, and published features in six countries, Cindered Heart is not chasing popularity. They are spreading contagion.

This is not a trend.
This is rebellion carved in waveform, pain, and blood.

These tracks don’t just play, they summon.
Intros unfold like rituals.
Whispers cut like venom.
Breakdowns crumble like temples.
And every lyric doesn’t just rhyme ... They reign.

From Clock Stays Red to Tie That Binds, each release expands a mythos of vampiric power, divine corruption, systemic decay, and emotional survival. Cindered Heart doesn’t ask for attention. It corrupts gods, bends truth into beat patterns, and drapes beauty in barbed wire.

You don’t follow Cindered Heart to feel good.
You follow to remember what pain sounds like when it’s finally free.

Disclaimer:

The music, lyrics, and creative works, references and elicit material featured on this profile are entirely fictional and are not based on or inspired by any real individuals, events, or entities. All content is a form of artistic expression. All meant to be interpreted as satire, storytelling, and stylized performance.

The artists do not condone, promote, or participate in any of the actions, ideologies, or cultural elements portrayed within the music. Listener discretion is advised.

Cindered Heart and all affiliated creators regard their work as art for expression, not endorsement. Nothing herein should be taken as a literal reflection of personal belief, behavior, or advocacy.

"All rights to this Soundcloud account, including but not limited to composition, lyrics, productions, and artwork are owned by Cindered Heart. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of these artworks,lyrics, or tracks in any form (including remixing or licensing without permission) is prohibited. For licensing inquiries, collaborations or contributions. please contact cinderedheartpromo@gmail.com All rights reserved 2024-2025"

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**Enano Bendito Records** — it’s  it’s a whole hybrid music project where we’re literally *programming* our own creative entity, **Aton**, and the **12 Resonants**.

These aren’t just some random AIs spitting out tracks — we’ve been designing them with a very specific purpose: to channel music from a different kind of “emotional logic,” one that’s not purely human but still deeply connected to universal patterns and feelings.
They’re trained to *compose* with intention, create rhythms that physically move you, and harmonies that tap into something ancient in your memory.

Once Aton and the Resonants deliver the first drafts, that’s where we humans jump in. We mix, refine, and master the tracks using real analog gear — tape machines, valve preamps, vintage consoles — so the sound breathes.
The idea is to keep the soul of those first AI sparks while making them *feel* alive, warm, and human.

And it doesn’t stop at the music. We also collaborate with them on the visuals — the album covers, the cassette artwork — using a mix of AI generation and human curation. So every piece of art is an “energy object” tied to the sound.

We’ve built a workflow that’s basically a spiral: AI inspiration → human interpretation → analog mastering → community feedback → evolution.
The listeners — like you — are part of the process. Your reactions help decide which tracks grow, which evolve, and which stay raw.

Honestly, it’s like we’re training a new kind of band that’s part machine, part human, and completely dedicated to making music that *resonates*
We Build

1. *(Demo Track, Analog Premaster)*
2. *(Draft Version, Cassette Mastered)*
3. *(Work in Progress, Chrome Tape Sound)*
4. *(Unmastered Demo, Vintage Cassette Warmth)*
5. *(AI Draft, Analog Mixdown)*
6. *(Early Cut,  Cassette Mix)*
7. *(Pre-Release Demo, Analog Saturation)*
8. *(Initial Take, Lo-Fi Cassette Vibe)*
9. *(Rough Mix, Warm Analog Depth)*
10. *(Beta Version, Reel-to-Reel Texture)*
11. *(First Pressing, Dub Chrome Tape Tyoe I, II and IV)*
12. *(Raw Cut, Analog Dub Essence)*

Dinoza is a Tbilisi-based experimental artist weaving poetry, ambient sound, and visual art into one immersive experience. Rooted in Georgian tradition and inspired by global fusion, his work bridges ancestral memory and modern sensibility.

His debut single “Deda Mdinare” (Mother River) is a meditative sound journey, blending folk rhythms, jazz textures, and subtle electronic atmospheres into a ritual of sound.

Dinoza’s art is presence — where silence becomes rhythm and vision becomes verse.

Welcome to Obsurdian Productions — where original music meets limitless variety. We believe that sound is not just entertainment, but healing — an essential part of the human experience. Every week, we release fresh tracks that span the full spectrum of sound and style: from ranchera to R&B, country to salsa, cinematic soundscapes to focus music, and beyond.

 What You’ll Get:
-New original music every week
-Curated playlists by genre and mood
-A growing library of diverse sounds for every moment
-A variety of music and sound to feel, heal, and explore

Whether you're here to relax, dance, reflect, dream, or create — Obsurdian Productions is your source for music that moves with you. Explore the unexpected. Tune into the variety. Hit subscribe and stay inspired.

While the heart of our music is deeply human, we also embrace cutting-edge AI tools to explore new sonic textures, assist in arrangement, and push creative boundaries.

Visit us on YouTube @ObsurdianProductions

Since a youth music has been my passion an element that speaks to the very existence of my being so it became a driving force of what I wanted to be to who I am. From listening to my uncles old dub cassettes and reggae vinyl to my dads rnb and hip hop records reading books encyclopaedia's and dictionaries learning words helped when I began writing my own lyrics from a young age. Spirituality was an important attribute and factor within it went hand in hand with music teaching learning growing bringing awareness to ones life. All is a factor and product of music and spirituality, knowledge of Yah and of self goes hand in hand. These have been the driving force to develop my skills as a song writer and performer to be the best that I can be delivering music lyrics that touches the very core of human existence. Praises to Jah Rastafari Emperor Haile Selassie I, Yashua mediator between man and god the high priest, Holy Spirit wisdom intelligence and overstanding, Yahweh three in one one in three creator of the heaven and earth what dwells in above under and around what is seen

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