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Soft Veil Of Particles

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Faint Dust

[Verse]
A shadow moves across the wall
It lingers there then starts to fall
A whisper breaks the silent hall
Was it ever here at all

[Chorus]
Nothing stays nothing holds
Time slips through our trembling folds
Impermanence is all we own
A fleeting spark a breath alone

[Verse 2]
The river bends it carves it takes
The mountain crumbles flake by flake
A mirror cracks a heart will ache
All that’s built the world will break

[Prechorus]
Hold it tight it slips away
Grasp it soft it still won’t stay

[Chorus]
Nothing stays nothing holds
Time slips through our trembling folds
Impermanence is all we own
A fleeting spark a breath alone

[Bridge]
The clock unwinds its ticking lies
The stars collapse they dim the skies
We build our castles high and grand
But waves will claim the shifting sand

Impermanence

Not A Love Song

Smell Of Rain

Pick Up That Cross.mp3

The song’s central message is a call to embrace the present moment as the only true opportunity for action and meaning. It rejects the notion of waiting for a promised tomorrow, which is unreliable ("No tomorrow’s promise, today’s the flame"), and urges the listener to act decisively in the present to shape their life. The "fire" of the moment represents the power and potential of now, encouraging a proactive, fearless approach to living despite the inevitability of time’s passage and life’s uncertainties.

No Tomorrow’s Promise

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Hurt Me Happily

Run Into the Light

They shake your hand, they wink and smile
Sellin’ lust and lies in every aisle
Politicians in their fancy suits
But we’re the sheep that follow their boots

Money, power, sex on display
We cheer them on, yeah we pay to play!

Sheep in suits, dancing for the crown
We bang our heads while they tear it down
Sheep in suits, we lick their boots
Love, sex, and power… follow the loot!


Backroom deals and cocktail thrills
Hot blondes, red wine, political kills
We all nod, we all obey
Chasing pleasure, while they make the play


Money, power, sex on display
We cheer them on, yeah we pay to play!


Sheep in suits, dancing for the crown
We bang our heads while they tear it down
Sheep in suits, we lick their boots
Love, sex, and power… follow the loot!


Raise your glass, bite your lip
Power’s a game, we all trip
In bed, in streets, on the floor
The world’s a stage, we beg for more


Sheep in suits, dancing for the crown
We bang our heads while they tear it down
Sheep in suits, we lick their boots
Love, sex, and power… follow the loot!


Follow… the loot… (bang your head…)
Sheep… in suits… (never stop…)
Love… and power… (scream it loud…)

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Rock, male vocals, traditional rock, modern rock

Time Sets

ALLUSION , ILLUSION 

Couplet 1 :

Yeah… between two worlds
Allusion… Illusion…
Allu-sion! Illu-sion!
I walk on words that glitter under neon lights,
Promises in windows, truth just out of sight.
Signs in the dark, a wink from the horizon,
The city talks in halves, in coded revelations.
One foot in the real, the other in a haze,
I read between the lines of all my yesterdays.
The echo of a future whispers in my ear,
Choose the chiaroscuro or burn in daylight’s glare.
If I reach out now, is it a signal or a dream?
Is it a silver thread or the web that pulls on me?
Between the undertones and crafted fiction,
My heart beats like a riff in contradiction.

Refrain :

So often, life-at times-life is made of illusions and allusions
Illusions! Allusions!
We dance, we scream, we fall, we rise in fusion,
We rise again!
Allusion, Illusion-my compass in collision!
Collision !
Tell me, tell me, which version ?
Which version ?
Allusion… Illusion…
Allu-sion ! Illu-sion !
I draw my line through the confusion.

Couplet 2 :

Your eyes are speaking low, never giving all,
Your gestures are the cards we learn to fold and call.
I paint fresh constellations on station ceilings high,
I rhyme our quiet fears with roads we choose to try.
The world keeps throwing signs at every crossing light,
I tremble while decoding angles of attention’s bite.
If hope’s a glass to fill, I drink straight from the rain,
Between what I am told… and what you won’t explain.
If I tear the veil, is it dawn or just illusion ?
Is it a siren’s cry or the final, clean solution ?
My heart’s an overdriven amp on saturation,
I’m chasing the truest note, the right translation.

Refrain :

So often, life-at times-life is made of illusions and allusions
Illusions! Allusions!
We dance, we scream, we fall, we rise in fusion,
We rise again!
Allusion, Illusion-my compass in collision!
Collision !
Tell me, tell me, which version ?
Which version ?
Allusion… Illusion…
Allu-sion! Illu-sion !
I draw my line through the confusion.

Couplet 3 :

I want the truth, even if it burns my hands,
I want whole words, not velvet mirror-lands.
If I choose the flare and refuse the blur,
Is that the end of shadows… or the end of us?
Allusion…
Illusion…
Now I cut the line-I run, I surge !
Hey ! I smash the glass of all confusions,
Hey ! I keep the fire of my visions,
Hey ! I love the signs, I love the friction,
But I want the real in my songs’ rendition !

Refrain :

So often, life-at times-life is made of illusions and allusions
Illusions! Allusions !
We dance, we scream, we fall, we rise in fusion,
We rise again !
Allusion, Illusion-my compass in collision !
Collision !
Tonight I choose… my own version !
Your version !

Outro : 

Allusion… Illusion…
Allu-sion ! Illu-sion !
Between two dreams, I make my incision…

ALLUSION , ILLUSION ( Feat. Matt Buseberg)   (INTERNATIONAL Heavy Rock)

I'm a 43 year old male from a tiny town north of Winston Salem NC
 
I have been writing lyrics since I was 10 years old and have been playing In bands since I was 14. I also worked in live music as long as I have been  playing on bands. 

I write a ton of lyrics and run them through an AI Generator because I can't afford or find the right musicians willing to step into unfamiliar territory and explore new kinds of worship music. One of a darker moody nature. 

My influences are massive. it's easier to tell you that with the amount of bands I have seen live or worked for every kind of music influence me From spoken Word like the last poets to musical like the work of  Stephen Sondheim. I absorb all that is musical. 

 i wrote these lyrics for people who get it. if it's not your cup of tea then that is okay. I hope this reaches people who are not Christian, and gets them to realize Jesus wants you to come as you are. 

if you have experienced church hurt this is also for you. it's time for you to come home. 
People  hurt other people within the church far too much. it has no bearing on your relationship with Christ. It wouldn't hurt to try different churches until you find your real church family. One who loves you for who you are and will help you grow in Christ. 
Not a group of people who talk behind your back because you came in jeans and a tee shirt. There are wonderful churches out there.

All the lyrics are written by me not one song was run through the prompt that uses just a couple of words. The first hundred songs were written in a two month period. I am currently entering my third month of writing my brand of worship music. 



Pick Up That Cross.mp3

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