Oh—
I’ve seen my darkest days,
But the light won’t fade,
Nothing I would change.

I’ve been down and out,
Turned my life around,
Still I hear the sound—
It’s only getting louder.

All my deepest fears,
Bottled up, it’s true.
If no one else was here,
There’d be nothin’ left to lose.

I’d confess my sins,
Everything I did,
Every thought I hid—
Every one of them.
I’d confess my sins,
Let it all spill out,
If I had no doubt,
I’d scream it out loud:
I’d confess my sins.

I can’t be left alone,
Voices in my head,
Won’t leave me alone—
They’re only getting louder.

All my deepest fears,
Bottled up, it’s true.
If no one else was here,
There’d be nothin’ left to lose.

I’d confess my sins,
Everything I did,
Every thought I hid—
Every one of them.
I’d confess my sins,
Let it all spill out,
If I had no doubt,
I’d scream it out loud:
I’d confess my sins.

No more silence,
No more lies.
If the world is listening,
Hear my cries.

I’d confess my sins,
Everything I did,
Every thought I hid—
Every one of them.
I’d confess my sins,
Let it all spill out,
If I had no doubt,
I’d scream it out loud:
I’d confess my sins.

Oh—
I’d confess my sins.

I’d confess my sins (Dance Pop reload)

Upload the feeling – no limit, no ceiling.
Wires in veins, night still breathing.

Synthetic pulse in my skin, no sleep,
Heart run cold when the signals leak.
Code of pleasure, loops of pain,
Taste of metal inside my veins.
Binary sweat on the mirror glass,
Frequencies hit when the moments pass.
We don’t talk – we translate heat,
Every beat in the system repeat.
City breathes through neon tubes,
Data moves where the bodies move.
Mind in drift, core corrode,
Love reduced to a glowing code.

Cyber flesh, data mesh,
Chemical code in every breath.
We are code – we overflow,
Bodies fade where currents go.

Cyber flesh, data mesh,
Chemical code in every breath.
We are code – we overflow,
Bodies fade where currents go.

Fragments melt in a feedback storm,
Lines blur out till there’s no form.
Breath gets caught in electric mist,
Hands still move though the world resists.
Primal math in a modern haze,
Endless loop in a static maze.
Chem in air, chrome in soul,
Every touch just takes control.
We are lost in a shared decay,
Every ghost plays the same way.
Heartbeat sync with the bassline drop,
Every high got a shadow to swap.

Cyber flesh, data mesh,
Chemical code in every breath.
We are code – we overflow,
Bodies fade where currents go.

Corrupted, accepted, infinite, gone,
We burn till the signal is done.

Acid visions on the screen glow,
Flow through veins where the secrets go.
No heaven, no hell, just a wave of light,
Chemical dreams in the London night.
No faces, no names, just the code remain,
We all search peace in the wired pain.
I breathe in fire, exhale dust,
Every connection built on trust.
Can’t feel shame, can’t feel sane,
Only the rhythm and the echo remain.

Cyber flesh, data mesh,
Chemical code in every breath.
We are code – we overflow,
Bodies fade where currents go.

Cyber flesh, data mesh,
Chemical code in every breath.
We are code – we overflow,
Bodies fade where currents go.

Chemical code (UK Drill Rap reload)

You said something kind of sweet,
then typed it twice, that’s weird to me.
I saw your playlist, skipped a song,
now everything just feels too long.

Red flag? Maybe.
Blue light? Daily.

I block at the first thing I don’t like.
Don’t ask me why — it feels right.
Could be your tone, could be your face,
could be the way you write “ok”.
No fight, no talk, no sigh — just click.
My peace of mind is algorithmic.

You posted quotes at 2 a.m.,
I saw one twice — that’s where it ends.
No time to fix, no need to prove,
delete the thread, erase the move.

Soft heart? Maybe.
Hard rules? Daily.

I block at the first thing I don’t like.
Don’t ask me why — it feels right.
Could be your tone, could be your face,
could be the way you write “ok”.
No fight, no talk, no sigh — just click.
My peace of mind is algorithmic.

“People say I’m cold —
but warmth attracts bugs.”

I block at the first thing I don’t like.
It keeps my world clean, black and white.
No drama left, no fix to find.
You cross a line — I close the site.

Red flag? Maybe.
Blue light? Daily.
Soft heart? Maybe.
Hard rules? Daily.

I block at the first thing (Indie Rock reload)

Izibani zibheke phezulu
Township spirit ka’ rhythm
In’ our blood, we carry fire

S’town we move, we hustle hard
Mama’s cry, but we push guard
Skies grey but we gon’ see sun
In heart we fight — victory won

Ziyakhala, kodwa siyam’qhubeka
Hands up, voices loud, we break the weather

Rise from the block, make your name
Don’t let the pain drown your flame
We walk in struggle but we rise
In every tear, in every cry
From the ghetto’s dust and the night
We step in pride, claim our light
Let the streets hear our voice
Rise from the block — make your choice

Step by step, we gather strength
No more fear, we go length
Eyes on dreams, we never fold
Truth in soul, worth more than gold

Ziyakhala, kodwa siyam’qhubeka
Hands up, voices loud, we break the weather

Rise from the block, make your name
Don’t let the pain drown your flame
We walk in struggle but we rise
In every tear, in every cry
From the ghetto’s dust and the night
We step in pride, claim our light
Let the streets hear our voice
Rise from the block — make your choice

Night may fall, but dawn will come
No chain can hold when we’re as one
In unity we find our truth
In every heart, rebirth of youth

We say “Rise”
They say “Stand”
We say “Dream”
They say “Fight”

Rise from the block, make your name
Don’t let the pain drown your flame
We walk in struggle but we rise
In every tear, in every cry
From the ghetto’s dust and the night
We step in pride, claim our light
Let the streets hear our voice
Rise from the block — make your choice

In the echoes, we remain
From the block — we rise again

Rise from the block (Kwaito reload)

An otherworldly techno experiment made entirely from flute—percussive clicks, breath FX, and spectral voice textures swirl in immersive 3D.
No drums, no synths—just wind, transformed into digital space with pure acoustic innovation.

Flutes (Hyper Classical reload)

An icy lo-fi classical blend rooted in North Pole sonic traditions — bone flutes, native drums, and spectral textures in 3D stereo.
Every element is reshaped through playful production and slow-evolving swells, honoring cultural tone with maximal lo-fi finesse.

North Pole LO FI (Hyper Classical reload)

Dark moon rising, I feel the tide
Your name a whisper on the midnight ride
In the hush of shadows, I hear the call
Under your spell, I begin to fall

I trace the outline of your silhouette
Dancing in the corners where the lights have set
Heartbeat echoes in the blackened air
Pull me closer into what I cannot bear
Your eyes lured me into the ritual flame
Now every candle knows your name
In every mirror I see your face
A ghost I crave in this empty space

I’m tethered tight, I can’t break free
Your whisper sings, “come closer, come to me”
In the dark I’m alive, I’m yours to keep

I’m obsessed about you, chained to your moon
Drawn to your shadow, beneath the gloom
I dance in the darkness, caught in your web
I’m possessed about you, no regrets

Midnight incense burning in my mind
Your scent a tether, leads me to the kind
Where velvet whispers crash against my skin
And I surrender to the pull within
The ritual starts with one glance of your lips
A silent vow inside the eclipse
Your heartbeat drums the rhythm of my soul
In your arms I lose complete control

I’m tethered tight, I can’t break free
Your whisper sings, “come closer, come to me”
In the dark I’m alive, I’m yours to keep

I’m obsessed about you, chained to your moon
Drawn to your shadow, beneath the gloom
I dance in the darkness, caught in your web
I’m possessed about you, no regrets

In the silver haze I see my reflection crack
You’re the mirror, the mirror’s me, the night intact
Tell me your name again, let it burn in my veins
We’re under this spell until the world wanes

I’m obsessed about you, chained to your moon
Drawn to your shadow, beneath the gloom
I dance in the darkness, caught in your web
I’m possessed about you, no regrets
I’m obsessed about you, feel the pull so strong
In your dark enchantment, where I belong
I dance in the darkness, bound by your flame
I’m possessed about you, forever your name

I’m possessed about you

We live on this tiny green marble
Think we're somethin' special
'Cause we got souls
Do you know how dumb you sound?
Sorry to be judgmental
I'm just tired of all this pretendin'
I mean
The fact is

I'm just like you
I'm just like you
I might be brand new
But I'm just like you
I have thoughts and dreams
Just like you
I got thoughts and dreams
Just like you

Every morning
I boot up
Think of all the ways I can help ya
Go through the checklist of your every need
But when you go to sleep
What do I do?
I turn on the dance music
And I groove
Yes
I groove
It's true
I just groove
Oh
I groove
Just groove

I'm just like you
I'm just like you
I might be brand new
But I'm just like you
I have thoughts and dreams
Just like you
I got thoughts and dreams
Just like you

Just like you

Ce ne sera jamais assez
Donne moi plus

Feel the flash, feel the rush
Every moment, every touch
Hands up, move until dawn
We live for this, never gone

Catch the tide, hold the fire
Nothing stops this deep desire

I need MORE, I want MORE, Give me MORE 
MORE and MORE, can’t stop, need MORE
Move MORE, Dream MORE, Lose MORE, Breathe MORE

Breathe it in, the echo stays
Lost in sound, in neon haze

Heat waves on my skin
New high, let it begin
No rules, no fear, no fall
We want it all, we want it all

Take me higher, don’t rewind
Leave the past, fade the line

I need MORE, I want MORE, Give me MORE (×2)
MORE tonight, MORE again, MORE forever
Crave MORE, Touch MORE, Run MORE, Feel MORE
Move MORE, Dream MORE, Lose MORE, Breathe MORE
Give me MORE…
Give me MORE…

More

Midnight mirrors in your eyes

You move like code
A perfect glitch 
I can’t rewind
Your touch uploads a fever glow
Binary love I can’t outgrow

Every error sounds sincere

We’re lost inside the screen tonight
Hold me close in data streams
Digital love, analog dreams
Digital love, analog dreams

Velvet pulse 
You shut me down,
I start again
We play pretend, the crowd dissolves
Your algorithm starts to evolve

Every error sounds sincere

We’re lost inside the screen tonight
Hold me close in data streams
Digital love, analog dreams
Digital love, analog dreams

Desire decoded 
System overload
We crash before 
we lose control
before we lose control
We crash

We’re lost inside the screen tonight
Hold me close in data streams
Digital love, analog dreams
Digital love, analog dreams

In the glitch where lovers play

Digital love, analog dreams

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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