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Vienna Etudes No. 3, by Martik &  Zoya Zakarian

🔥 I Still Ache to Burn Again – A Slow-Burn Confession

A velvety neo-soul ballad laced with jazz-blues piano, upright bass, and late-night longing.
Breathy, pouty vocals trace the line between desire and destruction—aching for a fire that once burned too deep.
Laid-back verses smolder over warm Rhodes and brushed drums before melting into a torchy, Motown-tinged chorus full of quiet desperation and unapologetic craving.

For lovers of sultry sorrow, midnight regrets, and slow grooves that hurt just right.

I Still Ache to Burn Again

[Verse 1]
I swore I'd learned the lesson
Promised scars would turn to skin
But here I stand, a spark away
From where we let the fire begin
Your shadow lights a match in me
With just the whisper of your name
And suddenly I'm back inside
That slow, delicious flame


[Chorus]
I still ache to burn again
To feel the heat beneath your sin
To lose myself in wicked hands
That always pull me deeper in
I know the cost, I know the pain
But baby, I would strike the flame
Just to taste what shouldn’t last—
I ache to burn again

[Verse 2]
My bed forgets your rhythm
But my body still recalls
The breath between your silence
The high before the fall
You left like smoke through fingers
But your fire never left
It lingers in the hollows
Where I buried what was left

[Chorus]
I still ache to burn again
To feel the pull beneath my skin
To lose control beneath the weight
Of everything we shouldn’t begin
I know the truth, I know the end
But I’d light that match again
For one more night inside your storm—
I ache to burn again

[Bridge]
Some loves aren’t made to heal
They just return in waves
And I keep diving willingly
Into the fire I crave

[Final Chorus]
I still ache to burn again
Though your touch was soaked in sin
Though your kiss was edged in ruin
I’d still let it all begin
No safety, no regret—
Just embers on my breath
You were never just a spark—
You’re the blaze I can’t forget

I Still Ache to Burn Again

i-am-in-love-with-you--(remastered).wav

ALL THE WORLD IS GREY

Chaque morceau est une pièce d’un labyrinthe intérieur, chaque personnage un masque tombé dans le puits. L’Âne Flûte n’est pas un autre. Ni le corbeau. Ni le roi des rats. Tous parlent d’un même lieu, d’un même cœur fendu par les années, par le doute, par l’épuisement d’être. Ce projet est le récit d’un seul être qui s’est éparpillé pour mieux se rassembler.

Il a fallu deux années pour oser cette traversée. Deux années à visiter chaque recoin de la caverne : la peur, l’égo, la honte, la colère, mais aussi la lucidité, l’éclat d’une étoile dans la nuit, les murmures d’un espoir sans nom. C’est une cartographie de l’âme, un théâtre peuplé d’ombres qui sont toutes un seul corps.

L’intelligence artificielle n’est pas une coquetterie ici, mais un choix essentiel. Elle sert à ôter la voix de l’auteur pour révéler la voix de l’œuvre. Ce n’est pas lui que l’on écoute, c’est ce que ça dit en lui, et peut-être en chacun. La musique devient alors canal, les voix des archétypes, et l’auteur, un passeur anonyme qui délègue l’incarnation pour que l’essence passe sans entrave.

C’est un opéra intérieur, un carnaval de symboles, un murmure d’enfant vieux.
Un seul être se cherche — dans mille visages.

17-L'horizon ne tient qu'à un fil

Shadows Crossing by Tony Gibbs
All rights reserved © ℗ 2025 Tony Gibbs

Shadows Crossing performed by Ryan Arthur

Album: Human Machines, a playlist by B3 K1ND R3W1ND on #SoundCloud #youtube 
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AXIOM ARTS n ENTERTAINMENT                 Circa September 20, 2025
A collaboration between man and AI.
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ASTRAL @Tinman3 Tree of Life, Ti Woman with Gemini AI -Singer, Writer, Editor, Character Development, Musical Arrangement, Concept Album Art

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By BLaZeNhearT @Blazenheart420 Bunky Badger - WRITER EDITOR, MUSIC PRODUCER, CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, CONCEPT CREATOR, DIRECTOR MANAGER, PROMOTIONS & PUBLISHING.
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Produced & Published By B3 K1ND R3W1ND & OWL ON A LIGHTHOUSE PRODUCTIONS.

YouTube Album Link 🔗 

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I am the The Unwanted

A mix of Alternate Styles with cultures andsome surprises with a second Variant to hear...

Still Somewhere

[Verse 1]

Been bustin’ knuckles till my skin wore thin,
Takin’ on work that barely kept me in.
Coffee cans of coins out by the shed,
Drinkin’ whiskey hopin’ fear’d stay dead.

This world kept pressin’ heavy on my back,
Tryin’ hard as hell to keep on track.
Lay awake at night with pride worn thin,
Thinkin’ I warn’t worth the hide I’m in.

[Pre-Chorus]

So I’ll light this match
let it all burn down
let it burn let it burn let it burn


[Chorus]

I’m standin’ in this cinder light,
tired of losin’ every fight.
Smoke rollin’ off these worn-out bones,
haulin’ pain that ain’t my own.

Yeah I’m standin’ in this cinder light,
tired of losin’ every fight.
Smoke rollin’ off these worn-out bones,
haulin’ pain that ain’t my own.

-----

[Verse 2]

I walk these ridges wearin’ down my boots,
wishin’ I could find my old home roots.
A slave to debt from men who held my name,
runnin’ from the past the best I can.

Some nights I’d stare at every thing I’d lost,
too broke to dream, too tired to count the cost.
A man can only tote so much at night
‘fore throwin’ all his burdens out of sight.

[Pre-Chorus]

So I’ll light this match
let it all burn down
let it burn let it burn let it burn


[Chorus]

I’m standin’ in this cinder light,
tired of losin’ every fight.
Smoke rollin’ off these worn-out bones,
haulin’ pain that ain’t my own.

Oh I’m standin’ in this cinder light,
tired of losin’ every fight.
Smoke rollin’ off these worn-out bones,
haulin’ pain that ain’t my own.

[Bridge]

I knelt beneath the pines that hid the moon,
tears fallin down like the rain in june 
I had no more strength to carry on
Whiskey stinking on my breath
Inches from my leap to certain death 

[Pre-Chorus]
But Instead I lit that match
I let it all burn down
Oh it burned oh it burned yeah it burneddddd

[Final Chorus]

Now I’m standin’ in this cinder light,
feelin’ like the world is right.
The hurt I hauled ain’t in my sight;
I’m done with runnin’ from the night.

Yeah I’m standin’ in the cinder light
Everything’s gonna be alright
Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn
Ohhhh  burnin’ with the mornin’ light

The Cinder Light (Unplugged)

UK songwriter. Featured songs have been produced thanks to the talent of Cadence Road, Ryan Arthur, Donna Hazelton, Esther O'Connor, Tim O'Connor, Graeme Duffin, Sandy Jones, John Harley Weston, Kim Copeland, Erin Caldwell, Rachel Williams, Tim Buppert, Pete Dymond, Marcie Summers, Stuart Brayson, Buddy Hyatt, Jim Hyatt, Brian Fullen, Glen Duncan, Bob Britt, Wayne Killius, James Mitchell, Doug Grieves, and Ray Curtis. 

All music and lyrics © Tony Gibbs unless shown otherwise. 

2025 onwards: use of Artificial Intelligence -
Lyrics and creative direction: Tony Gibbs.

All creative work is developed through a human-led process where AI acts as a drafting partner, not a replacement. My role is to provide the emotional truth, lived experience and artistic direction. AI is used only to accelerate exploration, not to author the final point of view.

Some songs have been developed using an AI-assisted creative workflow. Every idea, story and emotional direction originates from my lived experience and/or my own imagination. AI helped me shape structure, phrasing and flow — the final voice, choices and meaning are entirely mine.

All intellectual property for the final lyrics remains with the human author.

Shadows Crossing performed by Ryan Arthur

Tony Gibbs

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