Roots fracture 
Circuits whisper 

Shadows breathe 
Forests shatter 
Time collapses
Every signal bends

Hear the pulse, no delay
Every second torn away

Forest trance, brutal now
Voices break, we take the vow
Forest trance, strike the core
Immediate, nothing more

Branches hum 
Bodies fuse 
Breath mechanical
Moments vanish

Hear the pulse, no delay
Every second torn away

Forest trance, brutal now
Voices break, we take the vow
Forest trance, strike the core
Immediate, nothing more

Ground is shaking
Silence broken
Current rising
Every fragment

Forest trance, brutal now
Voices break, we take the vow
Forest trance, strike the core
Immediate, nothing more

No past
Only present

Forest trance

Walking through the red clay under a violet moon
The vision hits the spirit like a desert in bloom
Atlanta streets breathing in a poetic rhyme
We’re standing in the gap between space and time
Viril’s vision, the structure and the street
Where the high-end silk and the concrete meet
I see the hawk and the dove in the same sky
Finding the center as the world goes by

It’s the duality, the shadow and the sun
Knowing where we started and where we become
Cosmic reflection in a grounded frame
Searching for the balance, calling out the name
Inner peace, astral flight
Holding the dark to find the light

Layered thoughts spinning like a galaxy wheel
Articulate soul trying to touch the real
One foot in the dirt, one hand on the stars
Healing the spirit while we’re counting the scars
Reflective glass on a cosmic sea
The man I was and the ghost of me
Expansive horizons in a nineties haze
Navigating through the intricate maze

Two sides of the coin spinning in the air
The weight of the crown and the breath of the prayer
The architect builds, the poet destroys
Finding the silence inside of the noise
Balance
Balance
Balance

As above, so below
In the vision, we grow
The duality is one
The work is never done

The architect builds, the poet destroys

Deep in the lab under electric blue glow
Building this world while the city stays low
Heated Rivalry locked inside my head
Every line is a wound, every chord is what’s said
Studying the souls of two mirrored flames
Finding the truth in the love they name
Matching the faces, the tension, the grace
Mapping the heart in a coded space

No sleep, no rest, I stay inside
If I start this fire, I see it through

I’m working, I’m building, I’m losing my sleep
The promises spoken are the ones that I keep
Heated Rivalry, my magnum sound
Where the deepest emotions turn anthem and pound
No room for error, no room for pause
This is the vision that bends its own laws

I go further than I’ve ever been
Writing the truth till the night wears thin
Not one word loose, not a breath misplaced
I erase the fear, I erase the waste
Every track climbs like a cinematic rise
Giving a voice to what they hide
I love this work, obsessed with the form
Tuning the chaos, shaping the storm

Layers collide, massive and wide
Every note shaped by my own side
I’m the architect, the force, the host
The sound you feel — but I feel it most

Two couples, one signal, a legacy formed
From the depth of night to the edge of dawn

Heated Rivalry
Heated Rivalry
Heated Rivalry

Heated Rivalry
My heart on the line
Every word is mine
Locked and aligned

Building the musical version of Heated Rivalry

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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