Tribute to Ian Curtis – Joy Division

Born in the grey, under factory skies,
Poetry hidden behind tired eyes.
City lights flicker, the air turns cold,
A voice like thunder, young but old.

Writing in silence, drowning in sound,
Every high pulling him further down.
Lost in the echoes, lost in the pain,
Dancing alone in the pouring rain.

Oh, Ian, can you hear us now?
Your words still cut, your ghost so loud.
In the flickering lights, in the midnight calls,
You're still here, you're never gone.

Trapped in the trance of a shaking hand,
A love too heavy to withstand.
Letters left unsent, a mind unchained,
Running in circles, bound by fate.

Writing in silence, drowning in sound,
Every high pulling him further down.
Lost in the echoes, lost in the pain,
Dancing alone in the pouring rain.

Oh, Ian, can you hear us now?
Your words still cut, your ghost so loud.
In the flickering lights, in the midnight calls,
You're still here, you're never gone.

Transmission fades, the curtain falls,
A requiem carved in hollow halls.
But the records spin, the sorrow stays,
In endless loops of Shadowplay.

Somewhere tonight, in a neon glow,
A lost soul hums a song you wrote.
And in the static, in the dark,
Your voice still beats inside our hearts.



Shadowplay Again

Overdose

[Verse 1] First taste, I was breathing you in,
Didn’t see the poison on your skin.
You had a way of pulling me near,
Chasing your high, drowning in fear.
And I took every drop, every sip, every line,
Till I couldn’t tell your love from a lie.
[Pre-Chorus] You swore you’d stay, then left me cold,
Lit me up, then lost control.
No cure to take, no way to hide,
You built this hell—now burn inside.
[Chorus]
Now I’m chasing, now I’m drowning,
Pulled you in, but now I’m counting—
Every dose, every high,
Just a stare behind my eyes.
No way back, no rewind,
Lost your place, I lost my mind.
Took too much, now I know—
You were nothin’ but an overdose.
[Verse 2] Every word was dipped in gold, Every touch was ice fuckin’ cold. You swore you’d never let me break, Then left me gasping in your wake. Now I see it clear as day, You were just a habit I had to shake.
[Pre-Chorus] You swore you’d stay, then left me cold,
Lit me up, then lost control.
No cure to take, no way to hide,
You built this hell—now burn inside.
[Chorus] Now I’m chasing, now I’m drowning,
Pulled you in, but now I’m counting—
Every dose, every high,
Just a stare behind my eyes.
No way back, no rewind,
Lost your place, I lost my mind.
Took too much, now I know—
You were nothin’ but an overdose.
[Bridge] Every promise, every touch,
Faded out, it hurt too much.
No more chasing, no more tryin’—
Left me cold, no use in lyin’.
[Outro] Go ahead, fade—turn to dust, All your words just turn to rust. No relapse, no sweet lie, You’re the disease I left behind.

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Overdose

A transcendent journey through divine harmonies and celestial melodies. The album explores spiritual landscapes with uplifting voices, heavenly choirs, and radiant orchestral arrangements elevating listeners toward hope and inspiration. From gentle whispers to crescendos, each track weaves a tapestry of light and sound. Traditional instruments blend with modern elements, creating music that bridges the earthly and divine. The music resonates with themes of faith and light that guides our path.

Ethereal Movements

Fallin'

Sopla el gran viento

To control the mind 
You must  
Capture the will 
The creation 
Of something 
It thrills. 
By moving 
Its attention 
Assuming 
a false sense 
of prevention 
to understand 
the plan 
is set  
in your hand. 
How the mind 
Becomes 
On demand. 
Not the false narrative 
Of a world’s command. 
This is critical 
For you to understand. 
To withstand 
What it takes 
To make 
You misunderstand. 
The laws that are 
firsthand. 
A consciousness 
That spanned 
Don’t let it be 
A victim of a state 
Unplanned 
Or unmanned. 
Settled on  
The right hand 
And the left hand 
Not reacting 
To the mad demands  
And empty commands. 
Tune your mind 
Don’t be blind. 
We hear our angels 
Whoa is me. 
My ability to see 
Not subjugation 
Of false laws 
And decrees 
To see past 
The slight of hand 
And its 
Cryptic demands. 
To understand 
The will is yours 
To direct. 
Treat it with respect 
Not necessarily 
Something 
You perfect 
But, the awareness 
Of the affect 
By the fact 
That all minds 
Are joined 
The happy 
Joyous 
And free 
Becomes 
My hallowed place 
That’s invited to see 
The resurrection 
Of a mind that’s free. 
In and of itself 
It’s the soul 
That’s being felt.

Whoa Is Me

Some words don’t have a place in conversation.
Not because they’re not important—but because they’re too real.
“Words I Don’t Use” is an intimate dive into the unsaid:
apologies with no address, affection without a name, questions that never made it out of the throat.
It’s about the words that live behind your teeth—like quiet guests, like unsent letters.
About midnight monologues in the mirror. About melodies hiding in silence.
About the fear that if you said it all out loud… you might disappear.

sometimes I think I’m made
of everything I didn’t say

Words I Don’t Use

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The Journey of Life-Wendir

"Memoirs by dragoons who fought in the Peninsular war (Waterloo) are quite rare, which makes Smithies' account even more important. However, a word of caution must also be made. James Smithies ( A distant relative) apparently recounted his story shortly before his death, some fifty three years after the last events he describes had occurred and therefore, not surprisingly, he occasionally errs in his memory. Which memoirs do not carry such fault?!"  https://www.amazon.co.uk/Adventurous-Pursuits-Peninsular-Waterloo-Veteran/dp/1907417281#:~:text=Buy%20Adventurous%20Pursuits%20of%20a%20Peninsular%20War%20and,low%20prices%20and%20free%20delivery%20on%20eligible%20orders.

Private James Smithies. 1st Royal Dragoons. A Reflection

We all have moments we want to run, hide, or close the door for good—but sometimes, the bravest thing is choosing to stay. “You Stayed” is an honest anthem for the nights you almost let go and the mornings you found someone still by your side. For everyone who ever doubted they could be loved through the worst and were proven wrong. Thank you for staying, even when I couldn’t.

You Stayed

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In case you're wondering: I composed all the music myself. The melody came from my own voice, and I guided the AI to arrange instruments based on it. My goal is collaboration — to inspire real singers and composers to take it further. That’s what creation is truly about. I  see AI as a tool — not a replacement, but an extension of human creativity.

The message matters, the medium too. Truth, regardless of how it's expressed, always finds its way. So instead of complaining, evolve. Adapt. The future doesn’t wait.

Sopla el gran viento

TheAbiffSolaris

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