© LYRICS for You Can't Change From The Outside: 

Verse 1. They sew their seeds of doubt at you. 
They question what is plainly true. 
They tell you that you're someone else  
and that they're there just to help.

Chorus: 
No more lies.
God made you who you are.
No more lies.
You can’t change from the outside. (repeat)

Verse 2. And if they fail to recruit you 
they will exploit what you're into. 
And tolerance is not their word. 
They don't want you to be heard.
 
Verse 3. When we let evil take control 
we dig ourselves into a hole. 
So set yourself apart from them 
and be yourself until the end.


You Can't Change From The Outside © D.N.W.  Original Composition.

A raw confession wrapped in stomp-and-clap gospel energy. This song dives into the dark sweetness of small-town gossip, pride disguised as “concern,” and the razor-thin line between holiness and harm. It’s a prayer, a mirror, and a plea for a new heart — honest, unvarnished, and uncomfortably human. If you’ve ever whispered something “for the prayer chain” and felt the sting of conviction, this one’s for you.

Bless Your Heart

A roaring blues-gospel redemption story built from busted engines, burned-out years, and a God who shows up with bare hands and no judgment. “Under the Hood” is gritty, soulful, and unapologetically human — a ballad for anyone who’s ever believed they were too seized-up, too far gone, too wrecked to run again. This is resurrection as maintenance, grace as grease work, salvation as a socket wrench turning in the heat. It runs… yeah, it runs.

Under the Hood

A holy courtroom drama set to pounding drums, whispered tension, and a wall of sound.
“Case Dismissed” is a cinematic gospel-rock epic about guilt, mercy, verdicts, and the shocking moment the Judge steps down, rolls up His sleeves, and pays the price Himself. It’s dark, thunderous, intimate — a collision of courtroom imagery and crucifixion truth. For anyone who’s ever felt condemned and couldn’t believe they walked out free.

The Gavel

A lonely-road outlaw country ballad for anyone who’s ever run from their own past with nothing but a diesel engine, a dark highway, and a quiet cab full of thoughts.
“Highway Don’t Judge Me” rolls through the night in classic 70s–80s country style — warm analog tone, steel guitar cries, fiddle sweeps, and a strong masculine vocal telling the story of a man who finds more comfort in the open road than he ever found at home.

No preacher, no partner, no past mistakes can keep up with him out here.
Only the white lines, the hum of the engine, and the one friend that never asks questions:

the highway.

A moody, cinematic trucking ballad inspired by the quiet loneliness of late-night American roads and Hopper-style imagery.
Sit back, dim the lights, and let the road roll under you.

Highway Don’t Judge Me

i wrote this one 'bout promises you break to people who show up the most for you,  when you never mean to, the broken-promises that sit in a rocking chair at the corner of your mind...


Songwriter Demo. Lyrics and melody written by me (Russell Williams). Instrumental and vocal rendered created using Suno studio for demo purposes only. I retain all rights to the songwriting.

Didn't I

“Live Again” is a heartfelt CCM song about regret, redemption, and the grace that meets us in the places we wish we could rewrite.
It’s a confession, a prayer, and a reminder that God’s mercy doesn’t just cover our past — it rewrites it.

This song is for anyone who’s looked back on their life and thought, *“If only I could start over.”*
It’s for the broken places… the missed chances… the moments we wish we could take back.

But more than anything, it’s about hope.
Because no matter where we’ve been, God gives us a new beginning — again and again.

**Thank you for listening.
If this song speaks to you, share it with someone who might need the reminder:
We don’t live in our past… we live in His grace.**



Live Again

⚠️ WARNING: HEAVY DISTORTION & INDUSTRIAL THEMES.

"Same stories. Different rage."

The Hybrid Sessions is the metal-infused re-imagining of the SpaceJamz narrative. We stripped the original Trap production and rebuilt the entire 'Cold Storage' saga using 2000s Nu-Metal, Industrial, and Rap-Rock textures.

This is the "Ghost in the Machine" screaming to get out.

From the psychological horror of the title track to the stadium-rock anthems, this project explores the mind of Six through a lens of mechanical aggression and grit.

💿 THE HYBRID TRACKLIST:
1. Cold Storage (Nu-Metal Horror)
2. Soul On Ice (Bounce Metal / Rapcore)
3. Flesh & Bone (Experimental Rap Rock)
4. 30K Bond (Industrial Rammstein Vibe)
5. Hard To Be Okay (Emo Rap Ballad)
6. Stay True (Anthemic Rock)
7. Mysterious Ways (Redemption Rock)
8. Orbit (Industrial Tycoon Metal)
9. Side Quest (Glitch Rock / Turntablism)
10. Black Mirror (Psychological Horror)

Produced by SpaceJamz.
Original Concept by Six.

#SpaceJamz #HybridSessions #RapRock #NuMetal

Mysterious Ways (Alt Version)

🎸 Cunda’s Last Supper

Delta Style — Raw, Slow, 12-Bar, Spiritual-Blues Ballad

“Cunda’s Last Supper” is a raw, reverent Delta-style ballad retelling one of the most misunderstood moments in Buddhist history—the final meal offered to the Buddha by the humble blacksmith Cunda. Rooted in the spirit of the Mahāparinirvāṇa Sūtra, the song blends ancient compassion with the gritty intimacy of American blues.

The story unfolds through Cunda’s eyes: a working man who offers his best meal to the Buddha, only to later fear that he caused the Teacher’s final illness. The blues tradition of guilt, trembling hands, and honest sorrow becomes the perfect vehicle for this tale. But the song carries the deeper revelation preserved in the sutra—that the Buddha reassured Cunda that his offering was one of the two greatest meals in history, completing the arc of enlightenment with boundless merit.

With minimal Delta blues instrumentation, warm lantern-lit imagery, and a voice soaked in humility and redemption, “Cunda’s Last Supper Blues” transforms a moment of anguish into a luminous teaching on grace. The song honors the working man’s heart, the compassion of the Eternal Buddha, and the quiet dignity of someone who fears they’ve harmed what they most love—only to be lifted by mercy beyond the world.

A blues gospel of forgiveness and awakening, this track reveals the cosmic tenderness at the center of the Nirvāṇa Sūtra: no act of sincere love is ever wasted.

Verse 1

I was just a poor old smith,
Hands burnt, weary, thin…
Cooked a supper for the Teacher,
Didn’t know where he had been.
When he bowed and took my offering,
Lord, my heart began to spin.

Verse 2

Later on I heard him coughing,
Saw his robe fall to the side…
A cold wind blew through Pāvā,
And the whole world turned its tide.
I said, “God forgive these hands of mine—
Was it my food that made him die?”


Chorus

Oh, I thought I broke the Holy One,
Thought I crushed a living sun…
Cried, “Lord, I didn’t mean no harm—
I was only trying to feed someone.”
But the Buddha sent word through Ānanda:
“Child, your love and shame weigh none.”


Verse 3

Ānanda found me trembling,
Said, “Brother, don’t you fall apart—
The Blessed One is eternal,
Can’t no sickness touch his heart.”
He said, “Cunda, your gift was sacred—
From the start, child, from the start.”

Verse 4

He said there’s two great meals in history:
One began the rising dawn…
Given by sweet Sujātā
On the day Enlightenment shone.
And the other one, the final one—
Brother, your hands carried it on.


Chorus

Oh, I thought I broke the Holy One,
Thought I crushed a living sun…
Cried, “Lord, I didn’t mean no harm—
I was only trying to feed someone.”
But the Buddha sent word through Ānanda:
“Child, your love and shame weigh none.”


Bridge (slow, spoken-blues)

He said, “Cunda, don’t you sorrow—
Your heart is clean as morning rain.”
Said, “Your gift will echo through all worlds,
Beyond all life, beyond all pain.”
And right there my burden melted—
Mercy washed away my shame.


Final Verse

Now I walk these dusty backroads,
Head bowed low, but spirit high…
‘Cause the Buddha said my offering
Helped him reach the other side.
I ain’t a sinner nor a killer—
I’m the man who helped him rise.


Final Chorus (soft, warm)

Oh, I never broke the Holy One,
Never dimmed that shining sun…
I just fed him like a brother,
Did my work, then it was done.
And he whispered through the silence:
“Cunda, child… you and I are one.”

Cundas Last Supper

"Forgive Me" is a deeply emotional ballad about isolation, redemption, and the longing for connection. Set against the imagery of a deserted island and crashing waves, the lyrics explore feelings of guilt and vulnerability—pleading for forgiveness while searching for hope in the midst of despair. Each verse paints a vivid picture of a soul weighed down by mistakes yet yearning for rescue and renewal.
The chorus becomes the heart of the song: “Help me please, I don’t feel so fresh… Forgive me if I am a sinner.” It’s raw, honest, and haunting, resonating with anyone who has faced inner battles and sought solace in love or faith. Musically, the track combines melancholy tones with a rising sense of strength, creating a journey from darkness toward light.

Forgive me

Raised in Concrete Washington, I learned to play the guitar when I was 12 years old.  We had a music teacher by the name of Daryl Cooper who was like my older brother.  He started a guitar class and I couldn't wait to be in it.  By the 2nd or 3rd week I had probably outgrown the class but I enjoyed every minute of it.  I was in his band by the time I was 14 playing dances all over Western Washington.  I was awarded the National Choral Award Scholarship my senior year of high school.  This goes to one student in the United States.  I wasn't smart enough to use it.  I joined the United States Navy in 1979 and stayed for almost 22 years.  During that time I was a submariner and eventually the pilot of a small submersible (DSV3 Turtle) that would dive to 10,000 feet deep.  I was in bands playing guitar and singing throughout my military career.  We actually had a couple songs play on DC101 in the 80's.  Now in my 60's, I'm able to relax and write songs without any pressure or dreams of grandeur.  I like the songs I write and hope you like them too.

CYBER CHORD writes songs the way a porch light holds a night: small, steady, and impossible to ignore. I work with AI as a true co-writer, then carve the lyric by hand and shape the track in Suno. The sound leans bare and human—country roots in the soil, a little rock grain in the teeth, and a faith-lit lift that chooses hope without preaching.

These are ordinary-room hymns: rings hidden in cotton, receipt-tape strings, a dress behind rain glass, a sink that cools while you find the words. Silence is an instrument here; sometimes there’s a full bar where the house gets to breathe. If a line can’t survive a campfire and a cracked mug, it doesn’t make the song.

If you’re new, start with the heartbreakers. They don’t shout. They stay. I believe in the holiness of the everyday, and in the quiet bravery of saying the thing before “later” takes it away.

No paid promo, no playlist buys, no cover-art pitches, no dance offers, no cold DMs. If it’s a pitch, the porch light’s off. If you’re a real listener, come in soft: pick one song, leave a genuine note (lyric or timestamp welcome), and hand it to one friend. That’s how this fire stays lit.

May your road stay open, your coffee stay warm, and your day be peaceful.

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Welcome to the musical world of The William Altig Choir, where ancient wisdom meets contemporary sound.

Inspired by the teachings of the Lotus Sutra and infused with deep spiritual themes, my music blends the rich traditions of blues and folk with modern elements, creating a unique fusion that resonates with both the heart and soul.

I've been captivated by the Lotus Sutra's messages of compassion, wisdom, and transformation since my youth. It's a journey of self-discovery that has found its voice in my music. Each song is a reflection of my own spiritual awakening and a celebration of universal truths.

My style is characterized by emotive storytelling, powerful lyrics, and a commitment to exploring the depths of human experience. Featuring contemplative blues, acoustic slide guitar, saxophone melodies, and the harmonies of a gospel choir, my music reflects a quest for enlightenment and a better understanding of the self.

Join me on this musical journey. Together, we can explore the teachings of the Lotus Sutra, finding solace, hope, and a deeper connection to the world around us.

#SpiritualMusic  #LotusSutraMusic  #ContemplativeBlues  #BuddhistGospel #AcousticSlideGuitar  #GospelChoir  #Self-Discovery  #SpiritualAwakening  #Hope  #The_William_Altig_Choir

Writing different genres, stories, and lyrics from a real place. I write quick- DM for opps or anything
(new writer unsigned) 

I have a large arsenal, stay tuned…

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Enjoy my songwriting demo's. Lyrics and melody written by me (Russell). Instrumental and vocal rendered created using Suno studio for demo purposes only. I retain all rights to the songwriting.

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American Singer-Songwriter, dwCrooner.

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