Наодинці

Скрізь позабуті

Нора Тив

На все життя

Ловелас

А я закохана

Каяття

Залиш

Ніж у серце

Dear Excellency and friend, 

I thank you very sincerely for your letter and for your offer to transport me towards freedom. 
I cannot, alas, leave in such a cowardly fashion. 
 
As for you, and in particular for your great country, I never believed for a moment that you would have such a sentiment of abandoning a people which has chosen liberty. 
 
You have refused us your protection, and we can do nothing about it.
You are leaving, and I wish you and your great country good luck under this sky.

But mark it well:
if I shall die here on the spot and in my country that I love, it does not matter, since we are all born and must die one day.
I have only committed the mistake of believing you, the Americans.

Sincerely,
Sirik Matak.

Sincerely, Sirik Matak

Freedom Fighters

[WARNING] This Art Cover has been purposefully fouled up to fit the theme, & yes A.I. overrides natural selective reasoning.  LOL>>
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TITLE IN DEEP SLEEP **IT
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LYRICS:

(Verse 1)
My eyelids they feel heavy
Like two sacks of bricks
My brain a bowl of jelly
Doing all its tricks
I saw a purple elephant
He offered me some tea
Said "Sleep is quite irrelevant"
Then vanished magically

(Chorus)
Oh, counting sheep is getting deep
A waking dream a blurry heap
I close my eyes I try to sleep
But nightmares dance and secrets keep
My coffee cup my only friend
This lack of rest will be my end

(Verse 2)
I tried warm milk I tried soft tunes
I even tried to meditate
My thoughts like rowdy baboons
Just wouldn't abdicate
The sun it mocks me every dawn
With cheerful golden rays
Another day just dragging on
In a foggy blurry haze

(Chorus)
Oh, counting sheep is getting deep
A waking dream a blurry heap
I close my eyes I try to sleep
But nightmares dance and secrets keep
My coffee cup my only friend
This lack of rest will be my end

(Bridge)
Maybe I'm a superhero
That's why I never sleep
My superpower zero
Just tired eyes so deep
I'll save the world from slumber
One yawn at a time I guess
My internal daily lumber
Is just a sleepy mess; Is it any wonder I rush & then I blunder?

Style：Epic rap track fueled by swinging, insistent drums and forceful percussion drops that ricochet across the stereo field like a ping pong ball. The concerned black man's vocal leads with authority, contrasted by a dynamic spoken word break mid-song. Quirky synth textures weave through, ending on a jarring, ear-catching sound effect.

The Overthink Tank's Midnight 'Swim'

In Deep Sleep **IT

In Deep Sleep __IT

pattern break rewired

Dieses Werk ist eine intime Spoken-Word-Erzählung über ein Leben zwischen Hoffnung und Erschöpfung. Mit flüsternder Stimme und einem ruhigen, monotonen Beat im Hintergrund wird der Hörer in einen inneren Monolog gezogen, der vom Überleben, von kaputten Träumen und vom ständigen Druck der Realität erzählt.

Es geht um Armut, Familie, Verantwortung und darüber, wie schwer es ist, stark zu bleiben, wenn das Leben pausenlos schlägt. Ein atmosphärischer Mix aus emotionalem Storytelling und minimalistischer Klangfläche roh, direkt und ungeschönt.

Müde vom Leben

Sun bleeds out slow You call my name, soft like a needle One second of grace Then just cheap meat and evil 
Your wish is a blade 
twisting inside my ribs Your eyes drill holes 
where the light used to live
 When does it end? When does it end?
When does it end? When does it end?

Tell me, love

I dreamed we were golden Now everything tastes like desert dust Our timelines don’t touch, never overlap, just rust Polluted souls, baby, too fucked to trust 
I’m corroding right here 
in the same old room Memory rot smells almost 
like your perfume
 When does it end? When does it end?
When does it end? When does it end?

When Does It End (DEMO)

it's been the most chaotic, yet beautiful year I can remember so decided to  make a set that encapsulates the intense highs and unbearable lows of it.

𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 (っ◔◡◔)っ

Guided Meditation by Dr. Mitzi Doane.

Instrumentation by her son, Flip Arkulary.

Instruments: Yamaha DX7, Mellotron, Prepared Piano, Synclavier, Roland Space Echo, Blackhole Reverb.

I was so happy to partner with my Mom on this track. Her guided meditations have helped so many people.

A JOURNEY INTO THE MIND mp3 44100 2025-12-02_004

butterflies_demo

We are from the Banksy school of bios.....

Music producer, Songwriter, Spoken word poet

From Duluth Homegrown Festival Field Guide:

If guitarist/ vocalist Flip Arkulary has heavy-metal dreams, odds are it involves Judas Priest's Rob Halford taking over singing duties for the noise-math of Helmet. Lucky for him, that dream can be lived out through his band Exiles, a psychedelic hard-rock group featuring Eric Pollard on drums, Robert Cox on bass, and Sean Chaucer on guitar. Dark and full of fuzzy axe work, the band can easily rotate between retro-metal and art-school feedback, as showcased on their bandcamp recording "Trust" and crazy-go-nuts cover of the Magnetic Fields "For We are the King of Boudoir."

FLYRT FM

producer // beatmaker

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