The breath you cannot buy

I love the way you say you love me 
As you blow smoke rings so casually °o○

Smoke Rings

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[Verse 1]
I woke up from a dream too quiet to explain,
You were fading like a star in the morning rain.
No goodbye, no reason why, just space between,
But I swore I heard your heart still calling out to me.

I reached for you like sunlight through the storm,
Even in the dark, your love kept me warm.
They say nothing lasts, that time will let us go—
But if we burn out, I want to burn slow.

[Pre-Chorus]
If tomorrow disappears,
If we only have this year...
Then let me love you with no regrets—
Like we never took a breath.

[Chorus]
If it all ends tonight, let me fall with you,
With the stars crashing down and the sky turning blue.
I don’t need forever, I just need this fire,
Your hand in mine as the world retires.
If we fade out of sight, let me fade with you—
I'd rather lose it all than miss one more view...
Of you.

[Verse 2]
There’s beauty in the silence, in the still,
Where love survives just by force of will.
You could leave, but I know you’d stay,
’Cause what we have doesn’t drift away.

[Verse 3]
The clocks may stop, the lights might die,
But I’ll still find your eyes in the sky.
I’d trade every sunrise left to come—
Just for this night where we both become one.

[Bridge]
 So don’t say goodbye, just stay near...
 We’ll dance on the edge, with no fear.
If the world ends, let it end this way—
With your heartbeat guiding my final day.

[Final Chorus]
If it all ends tonight, let me fall with you,
With the stars crashing down and the sky turning blue.
I don’t need forever, I just need this fire,
Your hand in mine as the world retires.
If we fade out of sight, let me fade with you—
There’s no heaven I'd trade for this view…
Of you.

[Outro]
Ooh, if it all ends tonight...
Let it end... with you.

If It All Ends Tonight

Lyrics:

Sopla el gran viento en la ceiba,
los débiles tiemblan y huyen,
los sabios entienden su fuerza,
la tierra despierta y fluye.

Hey, Huracán, soplo eterno,
solo el necio teme tu danza,
donde unos ven ruina y quebranto,
otros ven siembra y bonanza.
Ay, espíritu del monte,
rompe ramas, limpia el suelo,
el ignorante ve muerte,
el sabio abraza el consuelo.

Rugen los cielos de lluvia,
Hunab Ku,  gira en el trueno,
los que no saben se esconden,
los que honran abren su suelo.

Hey, Huracán, soplo eterno,
solo el necio teme tu danza,
donde unos ven ruina y quebranto,
otros ven siembra y bonanza.
Ay, espíritu del monte,
rompe ramas, limpia el suelo,
el ignorante ve muerte,
el sabio abraza el consuelo.

Hey, canta huracán, no calles,
que en tu furia renace el monte.
renace la vida,
o gran huracán aleja a los tontos y cobardes,
danos de tus aguas de la vida,
con tu prospera lluvia,
que sacia a las sequias.

Hey, Huracán, soplo eterno,
solo el necio teme tu danza,
donde unos ven ruina y quebranto,
otros ven siembra y bonanza.
Ay, espíritu del monte,
rompe ramas, limpia el suelo,
el ignorante ve muerte,
el sabio abraza el consuelo.

Sopla el gran viento

Lyrics:

Bajo el cielo que amanece,
gira el viento del creador,
soy semilla en la promesa,
soy latido del maíz y del sol.
En la sangre llevo el canto,
en la voz, la memoria antigua,
no olvido el fuego ni el llanto,
ni el camino que nos guía.

Somos hijos de la tierra,
somos lluvia en su dolor,
en la espiga, en la raíz,
somos grito, somos flor.
Nuestra sangre es la palabra,
que germina sin temor,
hijos del maíz sagrado,
corazón del creador.

Bajo el trueno que no calla,
nace el tiempo de volver,
en la savia de la ceiba,
llevo historias por nacer.
No somos viento perdido,
no somos sombra sin voz,
somos eco renacido,
en el maíz y en el sol.

Somos hijos de la tierra,
somos lluvia en su dolor,
en la espiga, en la raíz,
somos grito, somos flor.
Nuestra sangre es la palabra,
que germina sin temor,
hijos del maíz sagrado,
corazón del creador.

En cada grano dormido,
hay un sueño que brotará,
y en cada paso perdido,
la vida renacerá.

Somos hijos de la tierra,
somos lluvia en su dolor,
en la espiga, en la raíz,
somos grito, somos flor.
Nuestra sangre es la palabra,
que germina sin temor,
hijos del maíz sagrado,
corazón del creador.

Somos hijos…
del maíz…
del sol.

Hijos del maíz sagrado

Bonus track

“Oh, you like long walks on the beach? That’s some lame-ass shit...

I only take walks if someone’s runnin’ from me."

“Black Tinted Windows” is a pop-trap banger for the ones with dope souls, felony records, and zero interest in fairy tales.

It’s gritty, clever, cinematic, a little humor, a little chaos a lot of soul ♡

Black Tinted Windows

This album is dedicated to my friends who plays with me in COD WZ.

Lyrics:


Yeah...
(It's a cold night out there, Shankson...)
Better run, homie. Better move fast...

Run, run, Shankson, run —
Shots rain down like a goddamn storm.
Slide on the slope, disappear in the smoke,
Enemies creep but you never lose form.

Packin' that heat like the Fourth of July,
Eyes on the prize, bullets kissin’ the sky.
Duck and weave, ghost on the scene,
A shadow unseen, a nightmare's dream.

("Stay low, stay deadly...")

Run, run, Shankson, run —
Traps set deep but you dance with the gun.
Snakes in the grass, but you cut 'em real fast,
Sprint through the blast with a grin like a mast.

Aimin' for gold, leavin' 'em cold,
Heart full of fire, mind full of soul.
Fly like a falcon, strike like a blade,
Legends are born when the cowards fade.

Hahaha!
Run, run, Shankson, run —
Don’t trip like Lobo, damn fool's done!
"done... done... done..."
Hahaha!

Run, Shankson, run — keep your head down low.
Verdansk ain’t a playground, it’s a goddamn show.
Stick to the shadows, move like a ghost,
No medals for heroes, just shots and a toast.

See that rooftop? Skip it — too hot.
See that open field? Cross it? Better not.
Every breath you take, every move’s a bet,
One wrong step, bro, you're on the death set.

I’m watching your six, you watch your front,
Check every window, every fucking grunt.
Reload while you sprint, armor up on the fly,
Pause for a selfie, and you’re ready to die.

"Don't think, just move. Think later, flex harder."

Run, Shankson, run — don’t pull a Lobo move,
Standing like a scarecrow... bro, that ain't smooth.
Dive through the alleys, hug the stone walls,
Trust me, camping’s a myth — movement kills them all.

Stay frosty, brother, eyes on the prize,
Trust your gut more than your fancy sights.
When you hear the birds, it’s already too late —
Run faster, laugh harder, beat your fate.

Forget hero speeches, forget slow mo’,
Verdansk don’t care about your golden glow.
It’s you, your gun, and whatever you can steal —
Now move, soldier — move or get peeled!

Hahaha, don't die brother
Run, Shankson, run — don’t end up like Lobo...
Taking bullets... posing... for the promo.
Hahaha

Run run shankson run

This album is dedicated to my friends who plays with me in COD WZ

Lyrics:

Move silent...
Strike loud...
("Lobo Solitario en la zona...")

Quiet on the field — Lobo moves like smoke,
Eyes sharp as blades, patience never broke.
Marks every ghost, pins every rat,
While others panic — he’s cold in attack.

No flashy guns, no TikTok clowns,
Just mines on the dirt and stacks goin’ down.
Stackin' shields, stimulantes en la mano,
Waitin' for the kill like a real veterano.

Slide through the shadows, bag full of dreams,
Pockets heavy, ready for redeems.
If the squad falls, he don’t lose breath,
Runs through gas — trades his life for their death.

Ghost Wolf, move slow, strike cold,
Solo but loyal, worth more than gold.
Pin ‘em all down, make 'em all bleed,
Lobo’s the brain when the pack’s in need.
ÓRALE!
ÓRALE!
ÓRALE!

FatButt bustin’, Shankson rushin’,
Drip's already 300 meters and crushin’.
Meanwhile, Lobo’s sketchin’ the map,
Countin' them coins with fate in his lap.

UAV poppin’, enemigos droppin’,
Self-revive tucked, the pressure ain’t stoppin’.
Stay low, stay cold, silent with mad flow,
"Pa' cuando se arme," he’s ready to blow.

Buy station hot? — He don't even blink,
Adrenalina pa'l pecho, straight to the brink.
Dyin’ ain’t shit when the squad’s the prize,
Lobo falls smirkin’, watchin’ them rise.

Ghost Wolf, move slow, strike cold,
Solo but loyal, worth more than gold.
Pin ‘em all down, make 'em all bleed,
Lobo’s the brain when the pack’s in need.
ÓRALE!
ÓRALE!
ÓRALE!

"Lobo Solitario means Lone Wolf...
But don’t let the name fool you.
He toys with his prey...
But never with his team.

He takes the mission serious —
No one... gets left behind."

"Me la pelas cabrón"
ÓRALE!
ÓRALE!
ÓRALE!


ÓRALE!
ÓRALE!
ÓRALE!

Lobo solitario

The Black Echo

Гей, десь там, де чорні води,
Сів на коня козак молодий.
Плаче жаль молода дівчина,
Їде козак з України.

Приспів:
Гей! Гей! Гей, соколи!
Оминайте гори, ліси, доли.
Дзвін, дзвін, дзвін, дзвіночку,
Степовий жайвороночку
Гей! Гей! Гей, соколи!
Оминайте гори, ліси, доли.
Дзвін, дзвін, дзвін, дзвіночку,
Мій степовий дзвін, дзвін, дзвін

Жаль, жаль за милою,
За рідною стороною.
Жаль, жаль серце плаче,
Більше її не побачу.

(Приспів)

Плаче, плаче дівчинонька,
Люба моя ластівонька.
А я у чужому краю.
Серце спокою немає.
  
(Приспів)

Меду, вина наливайте
Як загину поховайте
На далекій Україні
Коло милої дівчини.

(Приспів)

(Ïåñíÿ Çàïîðîæñêèõ Êîçàêîâ)

Гей, соколи

Found me on Youtube, Deezer, Amazon Music, Apple Music, Spotify, Facebook and X as @TheAbiffSolaris. 

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.

The Black Echo

TheAbiffSolaris

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