My rendition of the love song from Cyberpunk: Edgerunners. This is an emotional and heartbreaking cinematic ballad featuring a violin / piano / guitar and fragile, breathy female vocals. 

Cyberpunk - I Really Want to Stay at Your House (GG Studio Goosebumps Remix)

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The Ghoul's Hidden Desires

Ghostly Night

I love both versions and just couldn't bring myself to choose only one to upload. All lyrics by Descentrius. Feel free to download. Cover, sample, remix this, etc., but give credit to Descentrius.

To Be Free Again V1

To Be Free Again V2

A song of solitude.
Not just physical, but spiritual. A silent prayer left unspoken, carried by the Atlantic wind across forgotten shores. It captures the feeling of being unseen in a place that once held dreams, verses, and echoes. 

With every line, the sea pulls away what's left behind: unfinished songs, unanswered words, and footprints the rain has claimed. No chorus remains, no name remembered. Just the gray sky, and the presence of someone who never truly left.

Under an Irish gray sky

“She’s watched every heartbeat, every breath, and when she finally speaks, the one she loves recoils in fear.” ‘Death’s Lament’ is a sorrow-soaked gothic ballad told from the voice of Death herself, a being cursed to love the living but forever remain unseen. Slow, tragic, and heartbreakingly human.

Death’s Lament

There’s a shadow in the corner where the moonlight fades,
A whisper moving softly through the doubts I’ve made.
Every night I feel the pull of something left behind,
A presence in my mind.

Your hand upon the window leaves a trembling trace,
A memory still breathing in this empty place.
I sense you in the shiver of the candle’s dying flame,
Too close to be unnamed.

And though the world moves on,
I stand where we belong.
Your voice beneath the rain
Still whispers through my veins…

Someone in the dark remembers me,
A distant echo drifting endlessly.
A haunting touch that never fades away—
Calling through the gray.

I wander through the silence where our echoes kept,
Through ruins built of promises we never met.
You follow like a shadow stitched into the air,
A truth I cannot bear.

And though the world moves on,
I stand where we belong.
Your voice beneath the rain
Still whispers through my veins…

Someone in the storm is reaching out,
A gentle vow beneath a fading shout.
A memory the night cannot contain—
Speaking through the pain.

In every shiver of my skin,
In every echo of the past,
You linger where the heart remains…
Calling me again…

Someone in the flames of yesterday
Still holds the part of me I gave away.
Through every tear, through every shadowed day—
You guide me through the fray.

And in the quiet after rain,
I hear you softly breathe again.

The Ghost Who Knows My Name

Letters In The Rain

“Friday, we moved within the darkness. Friday, we breathed with the Earth. Friday, we remembered our light”.
 
After the whimsical bloom of summer, the gentle pull inward as the nights grow longer and the days grow short is felt. 

This Friday, my intention was to weave a soundtrack that supports that turning, that soft flow toward the inner world, while still honouring the joy of meeting one another on the dance floor.

FND November 7th '25

I found a folded note beneath the willow tree,
Your handwriting trembling like a memory.
The river carried pieces of the words you meant,
Down currents never spent.

A quiet world of silver where the water flows,
Reflecting all the questions that I’ll never know.
Your voice is just a ripple in the evening air,
Too soft to still repair.

And in the fading light,
I reach but lose the sight.
Your echo drifts away—
Yet something makes me stay…

If the water ever calls your name,
Would it whisper mine the same?
I’ve been trying not to fall apart,
But the tide keeps pulling at my heart.

A lantern on the shoreline flickers in the rain,
A fragile little beacon for a forgotten pain.
I speak a truth that’s drowning faster than the night—
But still I hold it tight.

And in the fading light,
I reach but lose the sight.
Your echo drifts away—
Yet something makes me stay…

If the river ever learns our truth,
Will it bring me back to you?
Every moment lost along the way
Still returns in shadows of the day.

Dans l’eau, j’entends encore ta voix,
(In the water, I still hear your voice,)
Si douce qu’elle me suit sous le froid.
(So gentle that it follows me through the cold.)
Chaque souffle murmure ton passé,
(Every breath murmurs your past,)
Dans un rêve… que je ne peux quitter.
(In a dream… that I cannot leave.)

Je te cherche dans l’obscurité…
(I search for you in the darkness…)
Mon cœur… pour l’éternité…
(My heart… for eternity…)

For Eternity

The Mirrored Version of Me (AI Version)

The sirens burn through the violet haze,  
Footsteps echo where the memories blaze.  
A shadow follows in the mirrored glow,  
Does he see what I already know?

If I was meant to fade, why do I feel alive?  
This heartbeat isn’t yours to deny.  
Each second sparks like stolen light —  
I was never made to die tonight.

Run, run through the rain, through the fire in my veins,  
Every drop remembers my name.  
He’s closing in, but I still breathe —  
The final meeting waits for me.

Neon ghosts in the puddles stare,  
Faces flicker — I’m almost there.  
I turn and see his eyes collide  
With the truth he can’t divine.

If I was meant to fade, then let the lightning show —  
I am more than the code they wrote.  
In every spark, I claim my sky —  
Even if tonight I die.

Run through the rain, let the sirens scream my name,  
Every tear becomes my flame.  
He reaches out, I don’t retreat —  
This is the place where we both meet.

Time slows down — one breath remains,  
His hand trembling through the rain.  
He sees the fear, the will, the light —  
And raises his gun to take sight.

Run through the rain, I was never yours to save,  
Every pulse defies the grave.  
If this is how I stay alive —  
Then let me burn, in your memory.

The neon fades, but I still dream —  
In the silence, I still burn in you.

Echo of a Replicant

A lifetime carved into one slow, cracked confession. Pure voice (low, broken, every line exactly 10 syllables) over a single detuned parlor guitar in open-D, the soft endless lap of river water every eight bars, and one mournful bowed note only when the name “Tommy” is spoken. Nothing else.
58 BPM of pure guilt in 6/8.

Riverbank Coward’s Confession

A piano piece written in the key of G# minor, primarily in 4/4. This piece was written all the way back in 2017. I wrote this piece in college to express my feelings of depression. Every individual has gone through things within their life that have challenged their mental wellbeing. The title "Not A Myth" is related to saying that depression is not a myth. Any kind of mental anguish should be felt and heard. 

Not A Myth

A short gloomy, waltz style piano piece. This piece was written in 9/8 in the key of D minor. I had written this piece to describe the feeling of growing distant to your once close family, the ache and feeling of loss that accompanies that. 

When the House Forgot my Name

Moody and reflective, intimate and introspective solo piano with a Film Noir type of feel. Available with or without the 'mechanical noises' from the piano. (Stem files available.)

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Les Feuille Mortes

“Sorry Shannon” is a cinematic solo piano piece inspired by classical themes and emotional storytelling. Built around expressive melodies and a somber harmonic progression, this track conveys grief, remorse, and reflective sadness—making it an ideal underscore for drama, documentary scenes, character moments, or emotional storytelling in film and video.

Sorry Shannon

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Eventstellar is a music project focused on ethereal rock and introspective dream pop. The sound combines gentle melodies, expansive atmospheres, and a continuous interest in exploring emotions and inner landscapes. 

Jesse Rómlárson – Vocals and Guitar
Jon Gilmour – Guitar and Keyboards
Eoin Belfield – Bass Guitar
Nevan Lochlann – Drums and Percussion

WICKN is where ritual meets rhythm, a sonic blend of witchcraft,
electronica, and rock that feels born under a blood moon. Their sound
drips with atmosphere: glowing synths, haunting vocals, and the pulse
of something ancient dressed in neon. Every track feels like a spell
half-sung, half-screamed into the void, a fusion of dark mysticism and
raw, modern energy.
More than a band, WICKN is an experience: the hum before the storm,
the fire in the ritual circle, the sound of magic made electric.

Cursed melodies. Family graves. Crossroads debts.
Southern Gothic nightmares & human heartbreak.
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All our music is available for easy licensing for use in media creations, such as videos, films, games, TV, online, social media, corporate use, etc. To obtain a Master Synchronization license for any of music, contact us via www.LynnePublishing.com

© 2025 Crimson Ashes
Created with Suno Pro (AI-assisted composition). Lyrics, arrangement, and artistic direction by Crimson Ashes.

I'm a music composer based in Virginia, USA with a Bachelor's degree in Music Composition & Theory. I enjoy writing emotive, cinematic pieces, typically with orchestral instruments.

Michael Musco is a composer and producer creating cinematic, emotionally driven music for film, television, advertising, and multimedia projects. His catalog blends modern production with classical influence, delivering dramatic piano pieces, atmospheric underscores, and hybrid soundscapes designed to elevate storytelling.

His work has been featured across broadcast TV, digital media, independent films, and commercial productions worldwide. With a focus on expressive melodies, evolving textures, and strong editorial usability, Michael’s music is crafted for effortless placement in trailers, documentaries, narrative scenes, and branded content.

"Sophie Bolton glides through the most exquisite unfolding journey into sound, feeling and understanding genres as she makes light of music categorisation. Based on one performance, I have little doubt that she has already carved her name into a Campfire legend." Pete Lawrence - Big Chill Founder


“We love Sophie! She’s the best and her energy is amazing. Her beats are high vibrational and you can’t stop dancing!” - Natalie Munk CEO of Kaylo

"DJ Soofi came to play for The Resistance Party at our recent Halloween bash, 'The Dark Circus'. As her name suggests she has a wonderful wisdom for playful tunes. Her energy is contagious and had the dance floor packed from start to finish, with a seamless ability to read and lift the room. She is welcome back anytime! We loved it!" - Mimi Doctor - Founder of The Resistance Party

“The dance floor is the only place you’ll want to be when Sophie is DJ-ing- she’s brilliant! Highly recommend.” - Countess Mount Charles - Mother/Business Owner

Sophie has an incredible versatility to respond as a DJ and dance facilitator to different kinds of audiences. She feels the atmosphere of the dancers and is in her element when behind the decks, finding music that can inspire wild movement and joyful connectivity, whether for a wedding or an ecstatic dance event!

Born out of the pandemic, Sophie is also the founder of We are the Cosmic Dance – a conscious dance practice that brings dance back to its natural roots, combining beautiful outdoor and indoor spaces, exquisite live DJ’d sound journeys and tender, deep-hearted vocal guidance to facilitate a uniquely elemental conscious dance experience





Contact:
Sophie Bolton
07903 342 652 
sophiedancinginnature@gmail.com

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