We are dead,
Dancing free.
No more weight,
No gravity.

No more clocks,
No more pain.
All our loss
Turns to gain.

We are dead,
And you’ll be too, soon.
Real soon.
So soon.

It feels so good,
Nothing left to lose.
Real soon.
So soon.

We are dead,
Singing loud.
No more shame,
No dark cloud.

No more clocks,
No more pain.
All our loss
Turns to gain.

We are dead,
And you’ll be too, soon.
Real soon.
So soon.

It feels so good,
Nothing left to lose.
Real soon.
So soon.

Come and join,
We’ll make room.
Everyone
Meets it soon.

We are dead,
And you’ll be too, soon.
Real soon.
So soon.

It feels so good,
Nothing left to lose.
Real soon.
So soon.


We are dead and you'll be too, soon (Synth Pop reload)

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

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