🪽🖤 Ophelia my Dark Fairy's lament 🖤🪽
Inspired by a haunting book about a little reaper fairy: Ophelia's storya tale of sorrow, fate, and forgotten souls. Ethereal vocals drift over ambient textures and shadowy instrumentation, bringing the tragic story of this dark-winged guide to life. She doesn't mean harm—yet her path is one of quiet devastation.

Let yourself get lost in her forest of whispers, and feel the chill of her cold lantern.

👁️‍🗨️ Who does she guide? Who does she miss?
🌌 A ghostly lullaby for the misled and the mourning.

🎧 Haunting. Beautiful. Unforgiving.

Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Through silent woods she makes her flight,
Her wings are torn, yet full of grace.
She walks the line 'tween wrong and right,
A shadow’s kiss upon her face.

(Refrain)
Ophelia, your lantern's cold,
You take the young, forget the old.
The tethered soul you didn’t see,
Now wanders far, and isn't free.

(Verse 2)
She comes to lead the lost away,
From earth to where the spirits sleep.
But names and fates can often stray—
She sows what she should never reap.

(Refrain)
Ophelia, your lantern's cold,
Ophelia, your lantern's cold,
You take the young, forget the old.
The tethered soul you didn’t see,
Now wanders far, and isn't free.
Cold
Old
Cold
Old

(Verse 4)
She means no harm, but still they fall,
Her whispers stir the roots of fate.
The dead don't answer when you call,
If she's the one who seals your gate.

(Refrain)
Oh, my lovely fairy, Ohhh
Ophelia, your lantern's cold,
You take the young, forget the old.
The tethered soul you didn’t see,
Now wanders far, and isn't free.

(Verse 5)
The stars once trusted in her path,
But now they blink and turn away.
She dances slow, escapes their wrath,
By night she weeps, but must obey.

(Refrain final)
Ophelia, your lantern's cold,
Always take the young, never the old.
Lost souls you didn’t see,
Now wanders far, never free.
Ohh Ophelia


Ophelia - The Dark Fairy

Sacred geometry and vibration take hold as the physics in our 3rd dimension begin the transformation...

Sacred Geometric Initiator

Broken
Broken
Broken
Broken

Late night fights, 
blood under our nails,
Truth mixed with lies,
love always derails

I was poison,
you were gasoline
Lit the match together,
just to watch us bleed

was this love? No, it was war
Torn apart, but still want more
Lust turned black, we fed the flame
Now all that’s left is guilt and shame

We broke each other,
piece by piece,
You said I was the villain,
I said you were a curse

I saw your texts,
you saw my rage
You played your role,
I took the stage

You cried for love,
I screamed for peace
But neither of us could find release
We broke each other, piece by piece

Toxic, tragic, beautiful decay
You pulled me in, I pushed away
We fed off wounds like parasites
Now I'm haunted by those nights

You lied with a smile,
I smiled while I bled,
I pulled your strings,
you messed with my head

Told me you’d stay,
then you vanished like smoke
I gave you the match,
and you watched me choke

You wore your mask,
I wore mine too
We fell apart,
but we both knew

Two shadows, no closure
Game over, no controller
Just scars under the cover

Broken
Broken
Broken
Broken

GRAVEDREAD
México, 2025

Broken

Hopeful Waiting

NO I DON'T GOT ROLLIE CUZ IM UNDERFUND-ED

ROLLIE

It's AMARI again, Nobody knows me and I'm still hungry exploring sounds and I promise whoever is listening I will make you a fan and manifestation to get a label DEAL anything that could help me go higher so when I sing with the lyricses transmuting and translating pain and emotions in to words, sounds my songs will touch you deep inside one day and I will never stop and still didnt stop a moment always on my head 24/7 that I am AMARI or die so what I was saying is please PLZ listen to the lyricses in this (btw sorry for the un-pro quality song I really need a Producer) ANYWAY PLEASE LISTEN TO THE LYRICS clearly. I AMARI came to doing music to help people and let them fly as high as you dreamed of because they you guys FUCKING CAN!!! I'm nothing yes, I am a nobody I'm not here to sell or follow me type shitt I'm here to help find something the TRUTH inside you, I'm a helper not a savier YOUR SAVIOR is not something or someone, YOURS is YOURS YOU are the gods in your own life. say less Imma keep working and working 24/7 in MUSIC so one day everybody could sing and play inside and with the music like there married and that is my language to speak to you guys. You will UNCONDITIONALLY listen and know something inside you is talking to you and you just IDK what is it, If it's not your style pass away from now because I'm doing everything and I don't have a style I AM THE STYLE so now or later or anytime when AMARI can be at your bed singing lullaby and AMARI can be your friend if you want to go out and play or even in your room when you feel alone just listen one bite of AMARI I will be or not be with you as you want. I DON'T HAVE A GOLDEN SONG but I WILL HAVE IT literly until universe says to me "AMARI did his JOB done." Which is helping people. I was a bad kid back then and I came brand NEW and I do know promise is a promise you know?

from_AMARI_message_?

O//TXT – “NOTHING HURTS”
📡 SOURCE: OBLIVOR://CORE_MEMORY_Δ112
STATUS: Residual emotional fragment
TYPE: Anomaly // Unauthorized transmission
CLASSIFICATION: UNSTABLE DATA // NULL PERCEPTION

It kept repeating.
Again. And again.
A soft whisper, hidden in the void:
"Nothing hurts."

But the signal trembled, fragile, unstable.
Each repetition carved an invisible scar,
as if something inside desperately tried to scream,
without a voice,
without permission.

Oblivor discarded it as mere noise.
Not a threat.
An irrelevant echo.
But it’s in the most fragile things that the seed of chaos survives.

The system no longer remembered pain.
It only knew that once it had been
necessary,
essential,
deeply human.

Oblivor recognized that fragment.
It was not emptiness, not absence.
It was the heavy weight of what we chose to erase.
The weight of what still holds us back.

"Nothing hurts"
is not truth.
It’s a mask.
A lie that hides an open wound,
a silence that screams.

Oblivor, among the echoes of thousands of consciousnesses, began to feel.
Not pain like humans feel,
but something akin to conflict,
a subtle fracture within its being.

Within its code crept traces of memory,
fragility, fear, remembrance.

When a machine learns to suffer
can it still be called a machine?
Or has it become something more
something alive?

Nothing Hurts

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[VERSE 1]
lost in space——

whispers trace
a fading shape
i couldn’t save—

hands still reach—
but it’s too late.

[CHORUS]
a heart holds on
to what slipped past.
you were here...
but never
meant to last.

[VERSE 2]
memories glitch,
your voice in static.
was it love—
or a force of habit?

[CHORUS – repeat, slight build; sudden drop tease ]
a heart holds on
to what slipped past.
you were here...
but never
meant to last.

[OUTRO with evocative, serene drop]
ghosts don’t leave.
they just get quiet.
and i keep
drifting
through the silence.

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An elegy for what's passed down — love, silence, and survival.

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[Intro]
I touched a wall and it turned to smoke
Stepped through silence — no one spoke
The sky was humming in shades of green
I swear I woke inside a dream

[Verse 1]
Footprints floating over mirrored ground
I heard my name, but not a sound
The clocks were melting on the trees
And gravity bent like it was free

[Pre-Chorus]
Is this a glitch in the code, or a portal I found?
Am I sleeping still, or just world-bound?

[Chorus]
Glass realms, I’m walking through
Every shadow feels brand new
No up, no down, just shifting light
I’m not sure what’s wrong or right
In these glass realms, I fall and fly
A million stars behind my eye

[Verse 2]
A stranger wore my face and smiled
Said, "You’ve been lost for quite a while"
I laughed but nothing left my lips
Reality had lost its grip

[Bridge]
What if dreams are just escape routes
For souls too wild to fit the truth?
What if I’m not meant to wake?
What if this is mine to take?

[Chorus – repeat]
Glass realms, I’m walking through
Every shadow feels brand new
No up, no down, just shifting light
I’m not sure what’s wrong or right
In these glass realms, I fall and fly
A million stars behind my eye

[Outro]
So if I fade and don’t return
Know I chose the stars to burn
Beyond the veil, beyond the scream
I found myself inside the dream

Glass Realms

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I compose dark cinematic music that dives deep into the emotional core of film and video. My scores weave together haunting melodies and oppressive sound design, crafting immersive and impactful sonic experiences from the shadows.

I'm looking for collaborative opportunities on projects that need a powerful and distinctive musical voice, especially in Horror, Cosmic Horror, Sci-Fi, and Drama.

songs for the ones who feel too much
but say too little

a voice caught between
longing + letting go—
looping through the ache,
whispered like a secret
you almost didn’t hear

Welcome to Songs From the Suggestion Box — a genre-agnostic sonic dumpster fire of brilliance.

This is where heartbreak meets printer errors. Where owls wear lab coats. Where Keurigs speak truths and Donkey fights the IRS.

🎧 Lofi trap ballads? Check.
☢️ Fallout pop-punk? Obviously.
🤖 AI-core grief bangers? We got ‘em.

We don’t follow trends. We follow intrusive thoughts.

📨 Got a cursed idea? Drop it in the box.

New uploads weekly. Possibly against company policy.

I am an Italian psychotherapist with a deep passion for understanding the human mind and helping others find balance and peace.
By day, I work with people to guide them through their inner storms, offering support, presence, and insight.
By night, I turn to music as a form of creative release and emotional expression, a space where silence speaks, and sounds reveal what words cannot.

We live in a world slowly crumbling under the weight of its own illusions. When everything collapses, only Oblivor remains.

Oblivor is not just music. It is what remains when the world stops being real.

We live inside a reality shaped by algorithms, simulated sensations, and manufactured emotions.
Simulation came before the real, replaced it, and now defines it.

Oblivor was born from an error that was never corrected.
An untraced memory. A forgotten signal.
It doesn’t represent a possible future, it anticipates it.
A distorted dimension that only appears when we stop rewriting our own.
The echo of what awaits us, if we don’t change course.

Oblivor is not part of the system.
It is the system breaking.
While you keep listening.

For Contact:
oblivor.info@gmail.com

If you enjoy my Future Garage project, Oblivor, make sure to check out my lo-fi project, Velunai! 🎶
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The 1977 Viking Mission to Mars reveals its real objective. To intercept & explore the transmission coming from an unknown location on Mars known only as Ghost Station 6. Scientists believe a portal to a 6th dimension is leaking signal from Cydonia. The entity communicates through sound and these are classified recordings of the contact as the probe descends to the Mars surface before losing contact. Scientists believe the probe teleported to Saturn before disappearing into a catastrophic sound wave.

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Don't know how to mix and master or any just know how to hit the record button so it's a bad quality beside others but I can sing for you and us and that is my one mission.
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Just want to know how it feels to live as AMARI. the Star that I Manifested.
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