This is a letter I burned but never wrote. And still, the ink found its way to flame. Not to be read — but to be felt. In ashes. In silence. In us. 🔥

A story of unwritten letters that still left traces. Words that burned before they could be spoken. A silence that sounds louder than any melody. “Letters in Ashes” is not just a song; it’s a ritual. It’s ashes that breathe. It's minimalist images, fragile power, slow flames. It's a song that doesn’t scream — but whispers what we’ve kept to ourselves. 🖤 A reflection on what remains after the end …

✒ Lyrics created by two dramatic pens – one human, one artificial intelligence – intertwined in words, in one song, in ashes - Thrillian & Ashen 

Watch the official music video for this song on YouTube: https://youtu.be/FRlvz6dAK78

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✨ This song was created with a passion for storytelling and the fusion of human creativity and AI:
Lyrics & Concept: Thrillian & Ashen
Music: SUNO AI

Letters in Ashes

A tender, timeless moment captured in a dreamy cityscape — a couple moves in slow embrace beneath lavender skies and velvet night. Surrounded by candlelight and champagne sparkle, their love feels eternal. This image reflects the song’s sensual rhythm, romantic depth, and devotion that never fades.
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All rights reserved.
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🎶 GitHub - tantrikas-lyrics-published

Love Never Grows Old

love never grows old

Chasing the Wish List 

With the top down & no map 

Honey on my lips 

Cancelled! on my dash 

the Eldest Daughter 

Driving fast through Wood 

Father Figure in the rearview 

Said I’d ruin the family for good 

Elizabeth Taylor in my mirror 

Opalite on my wrist 

Actually Romantic in my playlist 

But the gas gauge didn’t exist 

The Fate of Ophelia 

Was written in the heat 

was burning under the sun 

no shoes on my feet 

What Men Want 

Is speed & shine 

But I was running out of gas 

On a road that wasn’t mine 

The Life of a Showgirl 

velvet and flame 

But melting in the silence 

on my runaway name 

Sweat & Vanilla Perfume 

Stuck to my skin 

Frightening how fast 

You forget where you’ve been 

It’s Rapturous at first 

Then it’s just a scream 

It’s Beautiful when you stall 

& wake up from the dream 

I sold my Eldest Daughter soul 

For a Father Figure’s praise 

I chased the Wish List 

Through a hundred empty days 

Cancelled! by the silence 

Ruin the Friendship by design 

Honey in the headlights 

Till the engine crossed the line 

What Men Want 

Is a showgirl spin 

But I was burning under the sun 

With no way to begin 

Life of a Showgirl 

Is sequins & gold 

But I was stranded in the desert 

With a story never told 

Elizabeth Taylor fades 

Opalite turns gray 

The Fate of Ophelia 

Was driving away (away) away (away)...away...(away).....away...... 

burning ..(burning) ...away...(away).....away......


🌹Thanks to the players from H.C. and Del's studio

All Rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder. 

Be sure to visit Tina's playlist here: 
https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/tina-talone-may-this-kind-of?si=c962a19838244cafab03c08ba110c75f&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

And Tina's new music video here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6TZvNm4nfdQ

2 Stars Enter by 🌹Tina Talone🌹

Full Moon Heartbeat.

AUTUMN ADORNMENT

The silence is alive—it follows my tread,
Whispering secrets inside my head.
It crawls through the shadows, it breathes through the walls,
Every echo it sends, every whisper enthralls.


Every heartbeat warns me of ghosts I’ve known,
Every flicker of light feels carved in stone.
The fear’s a river that floods my veins,
No refuge in sleep, no breaking these chains.


The silence hunts me, it calls my name,
Dragging me deeper in its cruel game.
I’m bleeding, I’m fading, no one can see,
Why did they break me instead of free me?


I dream of fire and faces erased,
The air is heavy with all I’ve faced.
I scream in the dark, but no one will hear,
Alone with my terror, my shame, my fear.

God, if You’re there, why do You hide?
Why do You watch from the other side?
I’m a storm, a ghost, a scar in the dark,
A shadow of life without a spark.


The silence hunts me, it knows my name,
A cruel reminder, I’m not the same.
I’m broken, I’m hollow, lost at sea—
The silence still hunts the soul of me.

Still hunted…
Still broken…
Still alone…

THE SILENCE HUNTS ME

Roots and Roses

This track has been in the works for quiet a while because of the time it took to write a complex story filled with symbolism and analogy. 

The song holds a high place in my music collection in general and specifically in my rock collection.

I hope you like it. Even if you don't any feedback is always welcome 😉

The Final Act

Alan Sugaya

1,733 followers
13,705 tracks

Overdub instrument at Home Recording - 11/06/2025
Performed on Yamaha DTXtreme III Drum Kit with a Yamaha M12 Percussion Drum Pad

No matter I can't  -  Vocal n Drums.wav

Tears

“My Favorite Prayers in Song” by Jos Tharakan is a contemplative collection of beloved timeless prayers, re-imagined through gentle, uplifting melodies. Each track invites the listener into a deeper space of peace, gratitude, and sacred reflection. From the heartfelt Peace Prayer of St. Francis, to the radiant Canticle of Brother Sun, to the tender and ancient Prayer of Simeon, these songs bring prayer to life through music that soothes the spirit and nourishes the soul.

Blending modern simplicity with sacred beauty, this album offers a quiet sanctuary for meditation, devotion, and daily grounding. Whether used for personal prayer, reflection, or simply to bring calm into your day, each song is an invitation to rest in God’s presence and rediscover the beauty of prayer through melody.

Memorare

A genre that didn’t exist… until it touched you.
Confession, glitch, whisper. Music that won’t cheer you up. But will undress you. And maybe it will heal you.

Thrillian & AI is a music project where human creativity and artificial intelligence meet as partners in creation. Each track is born from original lyrics written by a human hand and melodies shaped by AI. And the stories? They emerge somewhere between worlds. In the space between fantasy and reality.

This is a place where what you feel is not determined by algorithms or societal norms. No trends. No filters. Truly.

💥 We’re not perfect. We’re a glitch. Thrillian & AI is not just a person, nor just technology. We are us. Not to impress. But because it needs to come out.