This song is inspired by the sadness humanity is going through (opening their eyes to a New World Disorder)

Human Misery

A fusion of EDM like Rhythm and hard rock guitars.

Jezebel The Temptress

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🎭 A Dream Worth Breaking 
“Not Zaun. Not vengeance. Not even freedom. Just her.”

Step into the smoke and sorrow of Arcane’s darkest lullaby. "A Dream Worth Breaking" is a cinematic, emotionally raw confessional ballad sung from the aching heart of Silco — not as a Revolutionary but as a father.

Blending haunting piano, electric cello, and ambient industrial textures, this track spirals from whispered grief to orchestral catharsis. Inspired by the hidden backstory of Felicia — Vi and Powder’s mother — this song reframes Zaun’s rebellion as a vow born of love, not just revolution.

But when that vow collides with the broken child Silco raises as his own, the dream shatters. And in the shards, he finds something more powerful than power: a reason to stop fighting. A reason to hold on.

🩸 From ghostly female echoes of “Powder” to the swelling chorus where Silco trades war cries for lullabies, this is a farewell to an old  promise and a tribute to a daughter who became the dream,His Legacy,His Daughter

✨ For fans of emotional storytelling, cinematic soundscapes, and characters too broken not to love.

#Arcane #Jinx #Silco #Zaun #OneHandedComposer #EmotionalEpic #FatherDaughter #SoundtrackForTears #CinematicPop #AestheticDespair 
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Lyrics – A Dream Worth Breaking
Silco’s confessional to the only vow he ever meant to keep.

You made us promise in the dark
Said you couldn’t raise her in the smog.
"You're not allowed to fail again,"
That vow was more than just a joke.
We took the weight, two broken men…
But I walked the fire alone again.
With every drop they bled from Zaun,
I swore to burn the world to right that wrong.

I carried your ghost like a knife,
Cut the air with speeches, sold my soul to strife.
Painted freedom in Shimmer and blood,
Told myself the ends were worth what they’d become.

Then I found her in the rain.
Tears that matched my soot and flame.
Arms around me, frail and bruised—
Powder, little girl I couldn't lose.

And everything changed.
She cracked the iron in my chest.
No longer chasing flags or flame—
She became my breath.
Not Zaun, not war, not even pride.
Just keep her safe, just keep her alive.
The dream I once set cities on fire to reach
Now cried in my arms on that rusted bridge.

I wore my mask before the crowd,
Spoke in steel and rage out loud.
But in the dark, I watched her sleep,
Listened to the chaos buried deep.
And tried to be the father I never had,
Teaching strength the only way I could stand.

They called me monster, zealot, ghost…
But I dropped it all when she needed me most.
That day her blood met Piltover’s rain,
I didn’t see a soldier, only pain.
And I knew—oh, I knew right then:
She wasn’t my weapon or a tool…
She was the end.
I felt like a fool.

And everything changed.
She cracked the warlord into dust.
Zaun could burn, I'd let it rust
If she would breathe, if she would trust.
No more crusade, no more command—
Just hold her hand, just hold her hand.
Not victory, not power, not flame…
Just the sound of her voice saying my name.

Don’t cry... you’re perfect.
Even in chaos, even in pain.
You’re the song, the dream, my legacy.
Don’t cry... you’re perfect.
Perfect...
My dream, my legacy…
My daughter.

Dream Worth Breaking

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Boss Moves

Power Corrupts

Relaxing ambient track,with broody synths creating a melancholic atmosphere.

Icefall

🎵 Title: Tango in the Rain
🎼 Composer: Michael Herter

🕒 Duration: 03:34
🐢 Tempo: Medium
🎻 Genre: Tango / Classical / Neoclassical
🎧 Mood: Romantic, Emotional, Poetic
🎬 Video: 

📝 Description

"Tango in the Rain" sweeps you into a world where every drop of water becomes a heartbeat and every note a whispered promise. Picture a cobblestone street drenched under a silver glow, footsteps echoing as violin and piano entwine in a passionate embrace. The sultry melody of the violin weeps with longing, while the cello’s warm timbre pulses like a lover’s steady breath. The piano’s chords glisten — each keystroke a raindrop dancing on your skin.

As the storm intensifies, the quartet’s rhythm tightens: viola strokes snap like lightning, and the cello’s low-register whispers anchor you in a moment of shared vulnerability. The interplay of solo lines and lush harmonies evokes a stolen midnight rendezvous, drenched in longing and defiance. You can almost feel the dancers’ wet shoes sliding across the pavement, their bodies in perfect tension, surrendering to the music’s electric current.

Here, sorrow and joy swirl together, creating a tapestry of desire that is at once urgent and tender. "Tango in the Rain" isn’t just a piece — it’s an invitation to lose yourself in a torrential romance that refuses to let go.

🎼 Key: d-moll | Time Signature: 4/4 | Tempo: Varies bpm

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Tango in the Rain

Introduction and Lyrics in English:

The ghost forest really does exist on the German Baltic coast. Over the centuries, the beech, oak and ash trees have taken on bizarre shapes due to the Baltic wind and the many storms. To me, they look like bent, crooked figures that seem to be on the run from the recurring storms. 
As almost all the trees have only one crown and are completely bare underneath, they also give me the impression that they have shut themselves off from the fury of the storms and withdrawn into themselves.
In my imagination, the storms stand for the inner ghosts or demons that more or less haunt everyone rarely, sometimes often or always at night.  
For me, the trees in turn symbolize the sometimes panic-like fears and the need to flee when the inner ghosts appear.   
At the same time, in my mind the trees also stand for the great achievement of some people who nevertheless live and continue to live under the impression of permanent demonic inner storms: Admittedly somehow crooked, slanted and crooked; but nevertheless in a marvelous way peculiar, unmistakable and original.
This is the background against which the song ""Ghostly Forest"" was created.

Ghostly forest

Every night you are there
Like a fool tormenting me with relish
Like a sneering clown
You force me to look into my abyss

Mmh

Fall deep, almost unbearable these soul wounds
Give me this one shot that pulls me out of the tunnel of pain
aah

You tell me dark things
Accuse me, expose me, make me small
You put me before the last judgement
Spit brazenly in my scarred face

You give me the feeling
That all I want is to die, to be dead
Oooh
Seemingly salvation, consolation

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

You never leave me in peace
Give me new blisters every night

When I think I've banished you now,
You come prancing in from the left

Not one tired night 
I woke up without your fearful bite
Behind windows, doors, cupboards you sit 
Always ready for the nightmare leap

This morning
my deepest soul centre would have almost
faded before you

You were on the verge of destroying my core
Dishonouring my dignity beyond repair

A deflated moment
Who knows only silence, rigor mortis
Oooh
Already thought I'd never return

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

Gespensterwald (Ghostly Forest)

Piano Music Collection 34

They're mad the blackbird had white stains for years because of a fungus in a walnut tree because of a rabbit carrying a mdma or something gene which caused this persistent fungus to flourish and my family too sensitive to sound just like the rabbit. It jumped a meter high when it was startled (by almost any sound). That I chose to want to burn that rabbit with the dust while it was burried near that walnut tree madded  them to the core while they cut off my option of burning a cow alive which wasn't what I wanted I even went to the police and kindly asked to give this genetically modified cow a seringe and let him be put out of his misery because I FELT his misery like a farmer knows his cows but you cannot burn someone or thing you feel in your body. I burned my semen once really strange feeling I was mad they were mad too you know that made me do things like this. Because they cannot forgive me I wanted to heal a tree and a few horses instead of burning a cow which wasn't even possible at some point anymore when I wanted to do it anyway they hated me for 14 years after I chose to make some music in my life. I buy the rebuilding of rainforest with some shares in a project while the CIA builds things from scarce wood (at least they're not destroying things for a change! hmm) because they are still mad at Turkey for making this Genetically Modified rabbit which destroyed the destined fate of my family. END. It's real sad some are still mad at me. Grow up! Guys! Thnx! Haha! Really fun writing CIA pun like this. It's my revenge guys. You have to smile at your own stupidity sometimes guys! :D :P

The CIA Building with Wood Like Crazy Because.... (PM 8022) 4:24 01-11-2025

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