Apocalytic Drama Psy-house in an inceptic hypnotic groove. Progressive house-techhouse shit

Just burn it all.

Daniel's Theme

The Shallow Machine - Strange Love

Mind Puzzles

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vtv_KZkK3Lk
Aimez bien vos amours aimez l'amour qui s'élève 
Sous la lumière douce d'un matin silencieux 
Une plume qui danse au gré du vent qui soulève 
Un parfum de promesse dans un ciel radieux 
Aimez l'amour qui peint des éclats d'aventure 
Au soleil des couleurs un tableau lumineux 
Un éclat de sourire une tendresse pure 
Une flamme fragile dans un monde audacieux

Aimez pour la vie

SUNI IN THE BASEMENT PART 3

https://open.spotify.com/album/72Lf3VQYQYARUhWDAw7y8n?si=yx18agTWRLmbG0PNKRZArQ

wrong

No turning back when you're the Hunted, no sweet escape when you're the Hunted, Take your cuts and scrapes down to the bone

The Hunted

SET LIST
1. Mars - SAMCHE
2. Beneath the Husk - Sauul
3. Voce - Artic White
4. Meiku - Madraas
5. Open Hearts - M.O.S.
6. Nimaya - Ghon
7. Forgive - Foletto
8. Echos of the Unseen - Bound to Divide
9. Memory - Boycott
10. Sabre Wing - Daniel Testas
11. Lost Desert - Eskape

RESILIENCE - WINTER MIX - DESH 2025

Text:
[Verse 1]
He walks in neon shadows,
a plastic crown, a kingdom of lies.
The TV paints him holy,
but you can see the hunger in his eyes.
He builds his throne on whispers,
on fear he turns to gold—
a prophet of the shallow,
a coward painted bold.

[Pre-Chorus]
And the people kneel like statues
to the noise he calls truth—
but truth is not a weapon,
and lies don’t save your youth.

[Chorus]
Hey, orange tyrant,
your empire’s made of sand.
You twist the words of children
with your tiny shaking hands.
Hey, fallen idol,
your kingdom starts to bleed—
’cause justice isn’t blinded,
she knows what wolves still feed.

(solo)

[Verse 2]
He claims he is the chosen,
he claims he is the light—
but saints don’t beg for worship,
and heroes do not bite.
A carnival of lunatics
spins wildly at his feet—
he calls the darkness “freedom,”
but freedom tastes like heat.

[Pre-Chorus]
And the choir of the powerless
is rising like a flame—
their voices cut the silence
and burn away his name.

[Chorus]
Hey, orange tyrant,
your empire’s made of sand.
You twist the words of children
with your tiny shaking hands.
Hey, fallen idol,
your kingdom starts to bleed—
’cause justice isn’t blinded,
she knows what wolves still feed.

(solo)

[Bridge – spoken, in Patti-Smith-style incantation]
I see the mothers trembling,
I see the daughters rise.
I see the sons grow angry
at the poison in your eyes.
And I swear upon the ashes
of every broken dream—
we’ll tear your throne to pieces
and wash this land clean.

[Final Chorus]
Hey, orange tyrant,
your hourglass is done.
You cannot cage a nation—
you cannot stop the sun.
Hey, fading phantom,
your shadow starts to fall—
’cause a truth that’s born in fire
will outlive every wall.

[Outro – furious, spoken, raw]  
And hear me now, Trump—  
we’ve learned about your connection to Epstein.  
The shadows crawl, the names are written,  
the island winds still howl in chains.  

Woe betide us  
if we ever learn you were involved.  
Tell us—  
did you participate?  
Or do you hide behind the graves  
of the stories you deny?

The world is watching,  
the sky is narrowing,  
and history—  
history never forgets.

Orange Tyrant Blues

eye contact (look me in my eyes) [prod. sidepce]

The Shallow Machine is a non-traditional band in the sense that it only exist in the studio. We are a group of musicians all in different bands who come together and Jam.