Beating Edge

A very heartfelt and personal song, dedicated to those who are no longer with us. We've all lost someone we love, and with this song, we tried to translate that feeling into words and music.
For you, who have returned to being what you were before you were born! Thank you for helping us become who we are.❤️
https://www.tiktok.com/@beatingedge/video/7423058230705769761
https://ffm.to/memories-of_you
Released on major streaming platforms on September 9, 2024.
©2024 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

In the silence of the night
I feel your presence near
A love that's so profound
A bond that's crystal clear
Every note that I play
Every word that I sing
Is a tribute to your spirit
Like an angel's whispering

I remember your touch
So gentle and so kind
Your voice like a lullaby
Forever in my mind
Though you're no longer here
Your love will never die
With every song I write
You'll be right by my side

Oh
These memories of you
They carry me on
Through the darkest of nights
And the breaking of dawn
With every word I sing
And every note I play

In the echoes of the past
I find solace in your embrace
Your essence lingers on
In every melody I chase
Through the shadows of the night
Your spirit guides my way
In the depths of my soul
Your love will always stay

In the echoes of the past
I find solace in your embrace
Your essence lingers on
In every melody I chase
Through the shadows of the night
Your spirit guides my way
In the depths of my soul
Your love will always stay

I see you in the stars above
And in the whispers of the breeze
Your memory's a beacon
That guides me through the seas
Though time may pass us by
And seasons come and go
Your love remains eternal
A flame that continues to glow

Oh
These memories of you
They carry me on
Through the darkest of nights
And the breaking of dawn
With every word I sing
And every note I play
I'll keep your memory alive
In my heart you'll forever stay

You will live forever
in my mind
and in my heart 

Oh
These memories of you
They carry me on
Through the darkest of nights
And the breaking of dawn
With every word I sing
And every note I play
I'll keep your memory alive

In my heart
you’ll forever
stay

Memories of you

Memories of You

https://ffm.to/thetribeoflife
A song about unity, love, and hope. Because, as a wise African saying goes, the life of a child belongs to everyone!
https://beatingedge.bandcamp.com/track/the-tribe-of-life
https://open.spotify.com/album/7N1iQHNeOqK4ijTuFlA76J?si=iwK8_LDORVupf68r-q-EyA
Released on major streaming platforms on August 19, 2024.
©2024 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

In the heart of the tribe
We all unite
Children of the sun
We shine so bright
Together we stand
Side by side
Sharing love and hope
The world will ignite

Like the drum that beats
Our spirits fly
Guided by the rhythm
We reach the sky
Weaving a tapestry of colors and dreams
Every life connected
In this grand theme

The life of a child belongs to everyone
It's a thread that weaves us
We are not alone
We share together
Hand in hand
In this tribe of life
We'll forever stand

As the drum resounds
Our souls take flight
Guided by the rhythm's sound
We reach the sky's height
Weaving dreams in vibrant hues
Every life connected

The life of a child belongs to everyone
It's a thread that weaves us
We are not alone
We share together
Hand in hand
In this tribe of life
We'll forever stand

The life of a child belongs to everyone
It's a thread that weaves us
We are not alone
We share together
Hand in hand
In this tribe of life
We'll forever stand

The Tribe of Life

The Tribe Of Life

Surprise, surprise!
We had a couple of recordings set aside from mid-June, and in the meantime, a lot of other projects were spinning around in our heads. So, instead of tossing them out, we blended them with some crazy sounds here and there.
And so, here it is, the first instrumental track from Beating Edge!
©2024 Beating Edge

Throught the Darkness (Descent and Ascent) [Instrumental]

Through The Darkness (Descent And Ascent) [Instrumental]

https://ffm.to/midnight-train
A dark and powerful ride through silent deserts and moonlit canyons, where lost souls seek freedom.
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/ywapAq9DxxY
https://beatingedge.bandcamp.com/track/the-midnight-train-to-nowhere-2
Released on major streaming platforms on October 4, 2024.
©2024 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

In the silence of the canyon, where the moonlight barely breathes
We rode with shadows whispering, tangled in the desert's teeth
Our hearts, they beat like thunder, in the stillness of the night
But we weren’t chasing gold, no, just a glimpse of spectral light

On the midnight train to nowhere, where the lost souls ride in chains
We’ll tear through fate's illusions, derail their endless pain
In the smoke and steel of midnight, we’ll carve a brand-new path
To break the ghostly cycle, and outrun the devil's wrath

There’s a darkness in the engine, forged in flames of long-lost dreams
And the wheels, they turn in silence, like a river’s frozen screams
But we’ll light the torch of freedom, in this world of broken oaths
With bullets made of stardust, we’ll reclaim what’s left of hope

On the midnight train to nowhere, where the lost souls ride in chains
We’ll tear through fate's illusions, derail their endless pain
In the smoke and steel of midnight, we’ll carve a brand-new path
To break the ghostly cycle, and outrun the devil's wrath

There’s a fire in our hearts, a reckoning untamed
We’re not the ones we once were, but we’re still unashamed
We’ll ride this train to freedom, or be swallowed by the night
But in the ashes of the railroad, we’ll be the final light

On the midnight train to nowhere, where the lost souls ride in chains
We’ll tear through fate's illusions, derail their endless pain
In the smoke and steel of midnight, we’ll carve a brand-new path
To break the ghostly cycle, and outrun the devil's wrath

And if the stars forsake us, and the tracks dissolve to dust,
We’ll know we rode for something, in a world that’s lost its trust
On that midnight train to nowhere

In the silence of the canyon, where the moonlight barely breathes
We rode with shadows whispering, tangled in the desert's teeth
Our hearts, they beat like thunder, in the stillness of the night
But we weren’t chasing gold, no, just a glimpse of spectral light

On the midnight train to nowhere, where the lost souls ride in chains
We’ll tear through fate's illusions, derail their endless pain
In the smoke and steel of midnight, we’ll carve a brand-new path
To break the ghostly cycle, and outrun the devil's wrath

There’s a darkness in the engine, forged in flames of long-lost dreams
And the wheels, they turn in silence, like a river’s frozen screams
But we’ll light the torch of freedom, in this world of broken oaths
With bullets made of stardust, we’ll reclaim what’s left of hope

On the midnight train to nowhere, where the lost souls ride in chains
We’ll tear through fate's illusions, derail their endless pain
In the smoke and steel of midnight, we’ll carve a brand-new path
To break the ghostly cycle, and outrun the devil's wrath

On the midnight train to nowhere, where the lost souls ride in chains
We’ll tear through fate's illusions, derail their endless pain
In the smoke and steel of midnight, we’ll carve a brand-new path
To break the ghostly cycle, and outrun the devil's wrath

Metal Edge

The Midnight Train To Nowhere

OK, October is the month of Halloween, and this track is what happens when you spend the night trying to create something on theme... basically, a scary track in the qualitative sense.😅 But, since we found it kind of fun, we kept it. And it paves the way for the Halloween-themed tracks that will follow ( https://soundcloud.com/beatingedge/night-of-the-pumpkin-strangers, https://soundcloud.com/beatingedge/haunted-cycle, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDb6G-QKLRU and https://soundcloud.com/beatingedge/zombie-chef-supreme).🤪 So, consider it as an appetizer!😉
©2024 Beating Edge

Spooktober

Spooktober (Instrumental)

https://ffm.to/hauntedcycle
👉 Watch the video and join in the spooky mischief: https://youtu.be/PDb6G-QKLRU 🔗
🎃 Haunted Cycle is our playful Halloween track, taking you on a fun ride through a never-ending loop of spooky pranks and ghostly laughs! With a catchy beat and a tongue-in-cheek vibe, it’s all about pumpkins laughing, spirits dancing, and some good-natured tricks! 👻💀
It’s not your usual scare – expect some laughs along with the haunted fun. 😜🧙‍♀️
This track brings our total to three Halloween songs for 2024, which kicked off with the fun and playful Spooktober (https://soundcloud.com/beatingedge/spooktober-instrumental), followed by the heavy-hitting metal track Night of the Pumpkin Strangers (https://soundcloud.com/beatingedge/night-of-the-pumpkin-strangers). It will be followed by another Halloween-themed track, this time in Reggae style: Zombie Chef Supreme (https://soundcloud.com/beatingedge/zombie-chef-supreme).
https://beatingedge.bandcamp.com/track/haunted-cycle
Released on major streaming platforms on October 18, 2024.
©2024 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

On Halloween the veil is thin
Ghosts and ghouls they start to grin
Spectral pranks they rise from dirt
To scare you till your heart is hurt

Humans scream as shadows crawl
Pumpkins laugh in every hall
From dusk till dawn the terror spreads
Leaving fear inside your heads

In the haunted cycle all around
Where the living's heartbeat can't be found
Pranks so spooky set the tone
Till we all turn to bone to bone

Next year comes with eerie bloom
Spirits dancing in the gloom
Once were humans now we jest
Making mortals face their test

Boo a jump a fright tonight
Candles flicker ghostly light
Every prank a merry scare
In this loop we all must share

In the haunted cycle all around
Where the living's heartbeat can't be found
Pranks so spooky set the tone
Till we all turn to bone to bone

In the haunted cycle all around
Where the living's heartbeat can't be found
Pranks so spooky set the tone
Till we all turn to bone to bone

Haunted Cycle

https://ffm.to/the-hunter
A relentless journey of vengeance and redemption, this song tells the story of a fearless warrior battling through realms of darkness to reclaim a sacred land. With a heart ablaze and ancient power in hand, the Hunter rises from the ashes, confronting monstrous foes and bending reality itself. This track embodies the indomitable spirit of those who fight against all odds to free the world from the clutches of evil.
From the album 'Metal Edge'.
Released on major streaming platforms on October 10, 2024.
©2024 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

In the silence of the night, shadows start to rise
Ripped from the soil, under foreign skies
Taken to a fortress, where the monsters feed
On the souls of the lost, in their endless greed

In the silence of the night, shadows start to rise
Ripped from the soil, under foreign skies
Taken to a fortress, where the monsters feed
On the souls of the lost, in their endless greed

Blood and fire in the void, hunter in the fray
I rise from the ashes, to fight another day
Through the gates of madness, where reality bends
I’ll tear through the darkness, 'til this slaughter ends

In the heart of the beast, the cries fill the air
Screams of suffering, in a place of despair
But within me, there's a blaze, ancient power in my hand
I'll break these chains of horror, reclaim my sacred land

In the heart of the beast, the cries fill the air
Screams of suffering, in a place of despair
But within me, there's a blaze, ancient power in my hand
I'll break these chains of horror, reclaim my sacred land

In the heart of the beast, the cries fill the air
Screams of suffering, in a place of despair
Echoes of suffering, in a place of despair
In this place, another day

In the heart of the beast, the cries fill the air
Echoes of suffering, in a place of despair
But within me, there's a blaze, ancient power in my hand
I'll break these chains of horror, 'til this slaughter ends

With each enemy slain, my power will grow
Their reign of terror meets its final throe
Voices of the old ones, whisper in my ear
Unleash your wrath upon them, make them taste the fear

In the lair of the fiend, where their gods reside
I bring the storm of vengeance, with my spirit as my guide
For every fallen comrade, for every sacred tree
I’ll wage this war unending, until the world is free

Blood and fire in the void, hunter in the fray
I rise from the ashes, to fight another day
Through the gates of madness, where reality bends
I’ll tear through the darkness, 'til this slaughter ends

Blood and fire in the void, hunter in the fray
I rise from the ashes, to fight another day
Through the gates of madness, where reality bends
I’ll tear through the darkness, 'til this slaughter ends

I am the fury, I am the flame
The fiends fall before me, cursed be their name
With earth beneath my feet, and stars in my sight
I’ll conquer the heavens, I am the warrior of the night

The Hunter

https://ffm.to/november-blues
https://www.tiktok.com/@beatingedge/video/7438139966804266272
OK, we’re starting to bug you with a Christmas saga that’ll last until the end of the year (…OK, you hate us, fair enough! We hate ourselves too!).😜
What happens when Santa hits a rough patch in November? 🎅 This fast-paced rock anthem tears through his grumpy, pre-Christmas blues with fiery riffs and rebellious energy. Who needs shiny bling when you’ve got a song this wild? 🎸🔥
OK, this description sucks… but… come on, go listen to the song, seriously!
Oh, we almost forgot! If you’re wondering what the heck a flying saucer🛸 has to do with the waveform artwork (…you noticed it, right?), well, wait for the next song, and you’ll understand!
Released on major streaming platforms on November 15, 2024.
©2024 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Old man with his beard so long
Grumbling like he's got a wrong song
Every November he's feeling down
You'd think there was no joy to be found

Walking streets with furrowed brow
He's got a secret but not for now
Smoke from the chimney fills the air
But he just sits back in his chair

November blues they grip him tight
Haunted dreams in the silent night
He abhors the season that's yet to come
Till he’s numb and glum

Neighbors smile and wave hello
He nods back but his heart's in woe
December's creeping like a ruthless thief
Stirring up his hidden grief

Kids with their letters and hopeful eyes
Unaware of his deep disguise
He hates November for what it brings
And all that shiny Christmas bling

November blues they grip him tight
Haunted dreams in the silent night
He abhors the season that's yet to come
Till he’s numb and glum

November blues they grip him tight
Haunted dreams in the silent night
He abhors the season that's yet to come
Till he’s numb and glum

Let it BE Xmas

November Blues

Instrumental track hump day!😀
Recently, our talented friends Elpiverse and Counterworlds Voltage released an amazing new collaboration, and we were so inspired by it that we decided to reimagine it in the way you can hear here! We hope you’ll enjoy it even just a fraction as much as the original! 🫶
You can find the original version of Medusa here: https://soundcloud.com/elpiverse/medusa and here: https://soundcloud.com/counterworlds-voltage/871994f9-ca7f-4a68-97d6-3a3fed44cd1c
Thanks to our friends @elpiverse and @counterworlds-voltage for allowing us to release this track! We love you!🫶

Medusa [Instrumental] (Inspired by Elpiverse & Counterworlds Voltage)

Today, as part of our aperiodic Instrumental Hump Day, we’re offering you something a bit different: here’s a preview of a side project we’ve been working on for a few months: a 🕹️Chiptune👾 album (we’ll let you know when it’s coming out, but definitely not before June)!
In this track (and in the others that will follow in this style), our guitarist and especially our lead singer focused on production and mixing, only playing a few notes here and there. Needless to say, it’s all a fully digital work, aiming to bring back that 80s vibe (with a splash of the 90s and our personal twist). 
If you’ve never heard of Chiptune before, here’s a quick intro:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chiptune
Let us know what you think! 🫶
©2025 Beating Edge

Pathfinder

Pathfinder (Instrumental - Chiptune)

YouTube video: https://youtu.be/3z-WWazmyiA 
This one's kinda our origin story – and we're dropping it to celebrate one year on SoundCloud. 🎉
And don’t forget to check out the fun video linked above! 😄
We were five misfits with totally different backgrounds, sounds, and lives...
But somehow, we clicked! Like fate decided we should form a band.
“Beating the Edge” looks back at that time, the messy, magical moment we came together.
It's raw, it's loud, it's full of heart.
No fake drama, no grand plans. Just real passion, some chaos, and a shared obsession with making music that punches through the noise.
That’s when Beating Edge was born. 🙌 And now we've got so many more friends, here on SoundCloud and beyond!! Thanks to all of you!!! We love ya!! ❤️
Released on major streaming platforms on June 6, 2025.
Released on SoundCloud on April 18, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Two wild souls, keys and drums 	
Chasing sounds, making runs
But no voice to tell the tale	
Till a ghost-thin kid let out a wail		

Synths were pumping, beats were tight		
But he craved the fire, craved the bite	
Rock and thunder in his veins				
Needed six strings to break the chains	

We’re the fire in the stream	
Burning up your midnight dream		
No stage, just waves we ride  
Crashing loud like a rising tide 
Beating the edge, one song at a time!  

A party spark, a six-string queen	
Five-feet-three but played so mean		
Then she said, "I know a guy,	
Silent thunder, bass so high!"	

Groove so thick, it shook the ground	
Rhythm locked, we found our sound		
Pages filled with names so strange		
Till one just hit like a roaring train!		

We’re the fire in the stream	
Burning up your midnight dream		
No stage, just waves we ride   
Crashing loud like a rising tide 		
Beating the edge, one song at a time! 

No aliens, no weak clichés		
Just a name that slays for days   
Turn it up, let it fly		
We’re the storm that won’t run dry 

We’re the fire in the stream		
Burning up your midnight dream	
No stage, just waves we ride 
Crashing loud like a rising tide 
Beating the edge, one song at a time!   

One song at a time 
One song at a time
Oh yeah!
One song at a time
We’re alive! 
One song at a time
We will rise!
Beating the edge, one song at a time!  

One song at a time 
Oh yeah!
One song at a time
We’re alive! 
One song at a time
Beating the edge, one song at a time!

Beating the Edge

Music Video

This is about and for this wonderful band
Check out Beating Edge on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/AFohXS0FFXREcMZuIu



Beating Edge

Once upon an Alien rhyme
Five tifosi broke free from line
They feel with time
Paint BE melody
Easel frames morph to instrument hegemony

Seed of instinct
Sponges of love
Nicknames to normalize mystery glove
What spaceship
Andromedan Starseeds
Grounded in greatest transcendence knead

Vicious vampira
Vixen of vibrant
Brad beats on brains
Rolled rhythmically highest
Silence for D
It's bass bed were making
Maux moulds aid
Lucifer livened lyrical soul station

Grafting the good
Tuned life building blocks
Substance for sustenance outside most box
Harmonized clouds
More blue sky for crowds
Beating Edge grounds new galactic allowed

Food for our ears
The proof through tougue taste
Mood for our eyes
Fear finds loosened like lace
Paces for pathways
Heavy and high
Energy for us made on Earth from the sky

Beating Edge (Poem and Notes)

Update: Ukulele added

The initial intention here was to make a heavy number but I think after what came out I'll keep it folky. It's too nice to not retain that feel I think

This is about and for this wonderful band
Check out Beating Edge on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/AFohXS0FFXREcMZuIu

To mark the moment. My three wonderful half Italian kids play connect four with their amazing Mum in the background 🏠🌍


Lyrics

Once upon an Alien rhyme
Five tifosi broke free from line
They feel with time
Paint BE melody
Easel frames morph to instrument hegemony

Seed of instinct
Sponges of love
Nicknames to normalize mystery glove
What spaceship
Andromedan Starseeds
Grounded in greatest transcendence knead

Good musical hedge
From the Beating Edge
Good musical hedge

Viscious vampira
Vixen of vibrant
Brad beats on brains
Rolled rhythmically highest
Silence for D
It's bass bed were making
Maux moulds aid
Lucifer tuned to soul station

Grafting the good
Tuned life building blocks
Substance for sustenance outside of most box
Harmonized clouds
More blue sky for crowds
Beating Edge grounds new galactical allowed

Good musical hedge
From the Beating Edge 

Food for our ears
The proof through tougue taste
Mood for our eyes
Fear finds loosened like lace
Paces for pathways
Heavy and high
Energy for us made on Earth from the sky

Once upon an Alien rhyme
Five tifosi broke free from line
Harmonized clouds
More blue sky for crowds
Beating Edge grounds new galactical allowed


Notes 🎶 
Musically this turned out very different. I'm away so tools are limited. In my view that should never limit you from still expressing an idea. Michael Jackson used to humm bass-lines I believe... That tells me a lot if it's true and it makes complete sense. It's the quickest, easiest and most convenient way to not forget an idea. From my experience doing that over the years... A dictaphone (your phone) is the most important tool if you never want to forget something. Your musical memory will take over when you humm something close to what you want then execution later can still be perfect with that instinctual reference. The other really handy thing about doing that is you can leave yourself voice notes. A faster arguably less distracting method then writing them down especially if you are trying to honour a pure train of thought on a subject. For me shower time is one of the most important times to have it to hand afterwards. I always think of stuff in the shower even when I'm not trying to. I heard an emotional intelligence expert talk about that on the radio and it seems to be the white noise and random noise of the water that allows our brain to rest from reasoned thought and during that time secondary processes take over that solidify memory. So I regularly have notes to make straight after the shower which is pretty cool. Just sharing this as BE and moi have been chatting in comments together about playing to your instinct. In my pea head opinion being ready to always honour that and you'll capture ideas all the time as opposed to just when you sit down to try. The sit downs more become a process to process your ideas as opposed to writing the whole thing in one moment :-)

Beating Edge (Raw)

Write the music with Queen in mind (well this bit didn't work out haha)

May Apples Read You (For Mary)

A bit of plutonic semi comical love for Mary 🫶🏽🎶 Get better soon Miss May

May Apples Read You (One Handed on Bass)

Lyrics to follow

One note... A buddy just said to me man we are just vessels for songs and if the song wants life it picks one of us. I had never given it too much thought, but this song feels that way at the moment 

I might finally find a straight jacket with this rabbit hole... Music has consciousness Hmmmm... Or better imagined... Could it actually have some pre existing universal intent of some kind which we merely channel...

Plenty of my songs seem alien to me right after I make them as if they came from somewhere else. I know that sounds crazy but I do note the feeling when it's there and move on

May Apples Read You

Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away, there was a small group of music-loving aliens who decided to live among humans, blending in, absorbing their musical art, and trying to contribute with their own.😜
On a planet Earth plagued by wars, hatred, climate change, and junk food, with 99 percent of the wealth held by just 1 percent of humanity, these somewhat alienated aliens one day discovered that even the dark can be beautiful.
They discovered The Beautiful Dark (https://soundcloud.com/thebeautifuldark), simply Carl to his friends, living on a beautiful island not far from the chaos of the old continent, the noble Ireland.
So this little bunch of aliens with their questionably produced music decided that yes, absolutely, they had to at least try to pay tribute to that Earth artist who felt anything but Earthbound in his noble intentions.
They just had to do it. Especially after dear Carl helped ease the pain of our guitarist’s clumsy fall down the stairs with his poetry, music, and photography (she’s fine, don’t worry ). 😂
This one is epic: https://soundcloud.com/thebeautifuldark/may-apples-read-you-one-handed 😅
So here is our tribute to the awesome Carl. It’s a humble offering compared to his talent and refined art, but considering it was written, played, arranged, sung, produced, and mixed in just two days, it’s kind of a small miracle.
We really hope you’ll like it, especially you, Carl.
Big thanks to all the amazing artists on SoundCloud. This music planet is wonderful. Thank you for existing. 🤗
Thank you, Carl. Love you. 🫶
P.S. As for the wild Italian rambling at the end of the track, we’ll talk about that in the comments maybe. Better not clutter the song description with Mary’s poetically hysterical metaphors. 😂
Ah, and the cover art is titled Carl kicks the Moon's arse.😆
The song is in D minor, the perfect key to express both beauty and melancholy. It hopefully captures the very spirit of Ireland and the deep emotions behind “The Beautiful Dark.” It’s as if the music itself builds a bridge between light and shadow, between solitude and hope.
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on June 18, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

You speak in verses old as stone,
Like rivers carving through the bone.
A voice that holds the wild and wise,
With every line, a new sunrise.

Your home is filled with turf and song,
The tales of old still loud and strong.
Mist rolls in from hills and sea,
Yet your words still set us free.

So here’s to you, Carl, friend and guide,
In every rhyme you stand with pride.
May your music sail on open seas,
With love, from us, across the breeze.

Not just a poet, but a fire,
That burns through doubt, that lifts us higher.
You blend the past with something new,
A druid’s heart beats pure and true.

So here’s to you, Carl, friend and guide,
In every rhyme you stand with pride.
May your music sail on open seas,
With love, from us, across the breeze.

A crackling fire, stars above,
The night wrapped tight in verse and love.
The chords fall right, the words stay strong,
Lights down low, this is Carl's song.

So here’s to you, Carl, friend and guide,
In every rhyme you stand with pride.
May your music sail on open seas,
With love, from us, across the breeze.

Hearts full, pints raised, this is Carl’s song!

The Beautiful Dark (Carl's Song)

Hey beautiful people!🤗
We cooked up a funky instrumental track featuring Valerio absolutely killing it on drums (not that bass and guitar are holding back). It’s called "Sticks of Funk" and we’re dropping it today to celebrate the birthday🎉 of the man who sets the beat, or keeps the groove alive, however you wanna put it.
It’s a bit different from what we usually do, and just a heads-up, the track kicks off with an old vocal sample from a funky song we never finished or released, and yeah... it might make you jump out of your seat the first time you hear it. Totally unintentional, promise.
Hope you dig it, and happy birthday Val!🎂
In the meantime, we’re working on a song inspired by an ’80s classic we recently heard at a live gig, complete with a video! We’ll share it with you in a few days.
If you feel like it, hit us up in the comments! Thanks in advance for the feedback!
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on July 13, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Sticks of Funk

Sticks of Funk (Instrumental)

Watch the 📹Video: https://youtu.be/PhE7afina30👈
Lyrics interpretation, here: https://beatingedge.blogspot.com/2025/08/vacant-stares-interpretation-of-lyrics.html
Here we are with our last track of the month.
Lately, Carl @thebeautifuldark has been working on some important projects to raise awareness about the indiscriminate use of AI in the world of art. This track came from deep conversations between us, exploring themes of identity, authenticity, and the growing trend of music that’s “AI-made” but never truly felt or played.

Vacant Stares is a cryptic, cult-like vision of a digital future, where prompters replace creators, and artistic expression is reduced to hollow commands.
Blank stares. Selfish prayers. Fake songs for simulated feelings.
This track is a warning. A question. A reversed ritual.
It asks you: who are you, when you no longer use your own voice?

The song is divided into two parts:

Beating Edge's part:
It’s gothic, cinematic, full of ritualistic and unsettling imagery. The atmosphere evokes abandoned temples, secret cults, carved symbols… with that sense of existential disorientation like “they’re initiating me into something but I don’t know what.”
It feels like a lucid nightmare or a hallucination induced by an intelligence simulating spirituality.
Carl’s part:
More brutal, direct, anti-establishment. Almost a rap/spoken-word poem loaded with accusations towards those who use AI in a sterile, heartless way. “Selfish prayers / Fake / Unfair” hit like punches in the gut in just four words. It’s the awakening from hypnosis.

Let’s reflect! And use AI as a tool to amplify art, not to replace it!
Love you all!🫶

Lyrics:

(Tom)

Veil of whispers, carved in stone
Guiding hands, but I'm alone
Golden masks and hollow eyes
Chanting words that crystallize

Candles flicker, shadows climb
Marble echoes bend through time
Steps resound in hollow halls
Silent lips behind the walls

And they move like ghosts through the fevered air
With their silver robes and their vacant stares
Do I kneel, do I run, do I play along?
Or is this the place where I belong?

Smoke is rising, threads unwind
Painted symbols twist my mind
Fingers trace the silent vow
No way back, it's over now

And they move like ghosts through the fevered air
With their silver robes and their vacant stares
Do I kneel, do I run, do I play along?
Or is this the place where I belong?

A voice like thunder in my head
Tells me secrets left unsaid
A crimson door, a silver knife
A choice to stay or trade my life

Lights go dim, the world dissolves
A hollow chant, a fate evolves
In the mirror, I can't see
Is that me, or what's left of me?

(Carl - The Beautiful Dark)

Vacant stares
Selfish prayers
Fake
Unfair

Unnatural wear
Expressionless
Ghost digital smile
Simulated pain
You making fake dog pile

Guesses pluggs in
Self matrix is made
Showing young kids
Their artist mind grave

Not on our watch
Sing your own feeling
Talk your reflections
Save children's true meanings

Feeding them new
They'll amplify this
They'll stay plugged out
All now's reminisce

Prompters, have that reckoning
With fake thoughts you feeding

Respect the souls of past inspire
Their spirit will help you transcend the mire

Vacant Stares

Official Music Video

Hi everyone! Since it’s Sunday and we happened to meet in the studio to say goodbye to each other, we realized completely by chance that we’ve uploaded 98 tracks on SoundCloud. So we decided to release a chiptune track to mark number 99, and then come back with the 100th song!😉

We’ll still be online for a few more hours, then we’ll take a break from SoundCloud for a while. We can’t say exactly how long. But don’t worry, we’ll be back to annoy you again!🤪

Enjoy listening, drop us a comment , and happy holidays to those who, like us, still haven’t taken them! In any case, enjoy the summer (and if you’re in the southern hemisphere, enjoy the cool weather! Sorry, dear friends in Antarctica, no joke intended!😆).

All our Chiptune tracks are here: soundcloud.com/beatingedge/sets/8-bit-vibes.

Love you all!🫶
Ciao!!😘
©2025 Beating Edge

Loading Holidays (Instrumental - Chiptune)

Peace and Love. Welcome to human made music... by lungs and hands. All words written with a pen and thought of by a brain. Thanks for all of your wonderful support. Much love, Carl

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