Down to the ashes, down I fall…  
Systems broken, shadows call…  

I descend to the thighs of ruins,  
Through the cinder of fractured systems.  
I drink the heat of dying flame,  
Leap into air, unbound, unnamed…  
With closed eyes…  

To strike dissolution’s hand,  
In the curves where matter bends…  

Shall I break the entropy of my form?  
Shall I break the entropy of my form, my form?  
Or crown the chaos as my vow,  
The entropy I serve is now…  

I will enter the fingers of disorder,  
With the rigor of frozen equations.  
Through every law, through every loss,  
My body bends, my body caught.  

To strike dissolution’s hand,  
In the curves where matter bends…  

Shall I break the entropy of my form?  
Shall I break the entropy of my form, my form?  
Or crown the chaos as my vow,  
The entropy I serve is now…  

What if I wed entropy?  
What if I circle entropy?  
What if I tame entropy?  
What if I master entropy?  

Entropy… entropy… entropy…  
I break, I bind, I breathe… entropy.  
Entropy… entropy… entropy…  
My body’s vow, my only creed…  

Entropy…  
Entropy…  
Entropy…  

Entropy (Baroque Pop reload)

Mmm… ohhh…  
Like a shadow dressed in light, he arrives tonight  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
Shining in silence, defying translation  
Velvet and silver, a figure defined  
I try to explain it, but words fall behind  

Every glance feels like eclipse  
Every breath a secret slip  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
I try to explain it, but words won’t do justice  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
A moment suspended, a universe kissed  
’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
He bends all the night with a flawless persistence  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
And the world disappears when he shifts  

Velvet horizon, a skyline in shade  
He moves through the ballroom, the silence obeys  
Every reflection bends under his gaze  
A mystery framed in a luminous haze  

Every step becomes design  
Every silence feels divine  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
I try to explain it, but words won’t do justice  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
A moment suspended, a universe kissed  
’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
He bends all the night with a flawless persistence  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
And the world disappears when he shifts  

Golden halos, shadows fall  
Every eye obeys the call  
Velvet dark and silver flame  
Every soul will know his name  

’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
I try to explain it, but words won’t do justice  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
A moment suspended, a universe kissed  
’Cause he is the star, a dark constellation  
He bends all the night with a flawless persistence  
So I say it’s like a fashion eclipse  
And the world disappears when he shifts  

Mmm… fashion eclipse…  
He is the star… tonight…  

Fashion Eclipse (Chamber Pop reload)

He was hired to serve, sworn to protect. But every stolen glance at his boss’s wife drew him deeper into forbidden territory. Caught between duty and desire, he became the silent ghost haunting her golden world; always present, never truly seen.
But when darkness fell, their restraint shattered.
In secret hours, their longing became an affair,
each midnight turning loyalty into betrayal and desire into dangerous truth.
In a city built on secrets, they risked everything for love that could only exist in the shadows.
By day, he guarded her from the world.
By night, he became the secret she craved; her hidden passion, her only escape, the one place she could be truly alive.

In a world where loyalty means everything and temptation is everywhere, his only hope was to be the night: steady, invisible, untouchable; risking everything for a love he could never claim in the light.

Let Me Be the Night

Why Then Face the Dawn by Bob Thomas

The things you do when hitting a brick wall

Alone

KPOP (Classical Music reload)

An intimate and cinematic journey into the heart of vulnerability. "Paper Thin Skin" is about the quiet damage we carry inside, the fear of showing our true selves, and the profound, terrifying relief of finally being seen. A soundtrack for shedding armor and finding strength in fragility.

Paper Thin Skin

R&B (Classical Music reload)

She is Green is a spoken-word driven track that blends symphonic swells with lo-fi textures, folk-rock tones, and flashes of post-punk grit. Originally written by my old partner about an old flame, I reworked and produced it for my second album, shaping it into something that sits between orchestral pop and emo storytelling. It’s a song about jealousy, longing, and the way someone can feel forever out of reach—green, vital, and just beyond the fence you can’t cross.

She Is Green

"sometimes relationships don't end, they just slowly melt away"

LYRICS:
We were once
Quite the pair

Your laughter covered me
Everywhere we went

I never saw
This coming from you

Blindsided break up
Caught me unaware
So unaware
So sad

Was it something I said
Or did to you
Last night
That made you so afraid
You may never talk-
To me again

The candle was hot
But I felt your cold
This love story
Feels so
Very old

It happens more
Than I'd like to admit

The truth be told
Gonna feel like shit
When I melt away
Melt away
From you

When I melt away
Melt away
From the truth...

That I'm more
Than you had
Bargained for

I'm not the same person
That you once adored

I'm not around
When you're 
Needing me most
I can never remember-
How you take your toast

We were
Quite the pair
Your laughter covered me
Everywhere we went

The candle was hot
But I felt your cold
This love story
Feels so
Very old

It happens more
Than I'd like to admit
The truth be told
Gonna feel like shit!

When I melt away
Melt away...

From you

I am melting away
From you

I've done it again
Screwed up again
-With you.

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Melt Away From You

TKCen is more than a musician; he is a world-builder and sonic philosopher. His music charts a course along the razor's edge between resilience and collapse, crafting atmospheric soundscapes that are as tense as they are beautiful. Each track is an exploration - of the strength it takes to hold on and the fragile moment when things fall apart.

His sound is a study in dynamic contrast, navigating seamlessly from the intense, driving energy of industrial metal to the hauntingly beautiful and ethereal. This is not just a stylistic choice; it is a reflection of his core philosophy. In the powerful, structured beats, one can hear the Stoic 'Inner Citadel' - a fortress of resilience. In the delicate, glitchy textures and atmospheric melodies, there's a 'Wabi-Sabi' appreciation for the beauty found in imperfection.

This is not background music. It is an invitation for the deep listener - for those who have faced challenges and find solace not in simple answers, but in the honest exploration of complex emotions. If you’re looking for music that feels real, that grapples with the tension of being human, and that ultimately finds a strange beauty in the struggle, you have found a home here.

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track — only in 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.

Hi, thanks for listening.

Every track I make comes from real life, the pain, the joy, the scars, the love.

I sing, I play instruments, and I also use AI as an instrument : shaping every sound until it speaks my truth.

These songs carry my soul. 

I have lived, I have lost, I have risen, and I am still standing.

If my songs speak to you, please like and share them, someone else out there might need the message too.

This is my story. My lyrics. My song.

King Chico

I’m D1me, a writer, musician, and filmmaker who uses music as a way to process life and put my thoughts into the world. My sound moves across genres, from political punk energy to cinematic soundtrack vibes, psychedelic textures, heavy percussion, and club beats. Every track I make has a story behind it, whether it’s love, frustration, or just me trying to keep myself on track.

Each album I create is meant to feel like a playlist. I don’t like to conform to one particular genre. Diversity is my hook. Expect the unexpected.

I’m not interested in chasing trends or fitting into boxes. Conformity kills creativity, and I’d rather take risks than recycle the same sound over and over. Sometimes the music is raw and aggressive, sometimes it’s big and cinematic, sometimes it’s playful and experimental—but it’s always honest.

If you’re here, listen close. The goal isn’t perfection, it’s connection.

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes, performs and/or produces a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave & Experimental World Pop. Collectively, it's a genre known as QUIRKPOP --- Music that makes you say, "What the hell is this?"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused. However, both are extremely and unapologetically sincere. 

Influences include Weird Al, Nathan Fielder, David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain and T-Swift. Their favorite inventions are the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel... who may be an entity or a god.



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