// Original vocals Kateryna Andruko
// Music, lyrics & mix by Guiville
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Paper moths in the window pane,
Chasing the hush of a neon rain.
Your breath writes poems on my skin,
Lines undone where dreams begin.

No name for the colour between
The dusk and what we’ve never seen
A whisper left on a turning page,
A tremble just beyond the cage.

In the half-light, we dissolve,
Sketches traced in slow resolve.
Shadows bend where you and I
Forget the shape of reasons why.
No need for dawn, no room for right
We bloom like film in silver night.

Your fingers speak in minor chords,
Touch like questions never formed.
We hang between the now and not,
Hung canvases the world forgot.

The lamp hums low like a held breath,
Each sigh a step away from death.
We are unnamed, unsaved, uncaged
A fever in the margin's page.

In the half-light, we dissolve,
Sketches traced in slow resolve.
Shadows bend where you and I
Forget the shape of reasons why.
No need for dawn, no room for right
We bloom like film in silver night.

Stay until the light forgets,
We are the echo silhouettes.
Not love, not lust, but something truer
A half-light hymn in shades obscure.
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In The Half Light (Feat. Kateryna Andruko)

Out Of Miracles

Too Good To Be True

Chasing the Wind Again is a soulful reflection on ambition, dreams, and the endless pursuit of something just out of reach. With atmospheric melodies and inspired lyrics, this track invites listeners into a world where hope and struggle dance together. Perfect for late-night drives and moments of deep thought, 'Chasing the Wind Again' captures the bittersweet beauty of chasing what we believe in — even when it feels impossible.
“Chasing the Wind” was my debut release—an introduction to a full catalog of music I’ll be unveiling piece by piece as each track is completed. "Chasing the Wind Again" is a more guitar-centric version designed to be accessible and emotionally resonant, while still maintaining a distinct edge that sets it apart. It blends melodic appeal with lyrical depth, offering listeners a pleasant and thought-provoking sound. The lyrics balance instruction and inspiration, inviting listeners to reflect, grow, and move forward. This is just the beginning of a larger artistic journey, and “Chasing the Wind Again” sets the tone for what’s to come.

[Verse 1]
Working, waiting, wasting time
Wanting what I cannot find
Water flowing to the sea
Seasons spinning endlessly
Same sun rising every day
Same stars fading far away

[Chorus]
I'm chasing the wind again
Round and round without an end
I'm chasing the wind again
Finding peace from within
I'm chasing the wind again
Round and round without an end
I'm chasing the wind again
Til I learn just to begin

[Verse 2]
Building towers made of sand
Counting coins in trembling hands
Time is turning, turning still
Like a wheel against my will
Everything I try to keep
Slips away while I sleep

[Chorus]
I'm chasing the wind again
Round and round without an end
I'm chasing the wind again
Finding peace from within
I'm chasing the wind again
Round and round without an end
I'm chasing the wind again
Til I learn to begin

[Bridge]
Stop - breathe - see
What's right in front of me
Stop - breathe - be
The truth has set me free
Stop - breathe - Heal
Finally I can feel
Stop reveal
What's simple can be real

[Final Verse]
Now I watch the birds in flight
Feel the breeze and hold it tight
See the flowers break and bend
As the morning starts again
In the simple, in the small
Find the meaning of it all

[Chorus]
I'm chasing the wind again
Round and round without an end
I'm chasing the wind again
Finding peace from within
I'm chasing the wind again
Round and round without an end
I'm chasing the wind again
Til I learn to begin
I'm chasing the wind again
Round and round without an end
I'm chasing the wind again
Finding peace that lives within
I'm chasing the wind again
Round and round without an end
Now I know how to begin

Chasing the Wind Again

P-Metalized Summer

Count Me Out

Verse 1:
Alone, left in darkness,
Replaced, forgotten
There is no more kindness,
All inside me’s broken.

Run away from the fire,
Unleashed straight from my soul.
I swear you’ll suffer,  like you’ve never known.
There‘s no escape,  no control.

I’ll burn your souls to ashes,
Won’t spare you this time.
You thought I wouldn’t fight back,
Choke and , watch me climb.

Get out of the ashes , your world will burn 
Cut off the bridges , no return 
No turning back , no compromise
Will you make it out alive ?! 

( Brick by brick- Stick by stick)
( Get out my way i have some words to keep )

I’ll drag you to hell 
I won’t let you rest (not this time, not this time)
You‘ll feel real pain
No one gets away (see no light, see no light)

The dark pulls me deeper
This place is cold and dead
That’s where I’ve been hiding
That’s where I feel safe
Alone in the dark , no more kindness
You took all i had , the silence spoken

This rage inside keeps burning,
Stripping all that's left of me.
All the good that once remained
Is lost in flames eternally.

I’ll drag you to hell 
I won’t let you rest (not this time, not this time)
You‘ll feel real pain
No one gets away (see no light, see no light)

It’s too late to beg or cry
I remember every lie
No mercy will you find
You’ll pay for what’s been signed
We’ve crossed the final line
(There’s no way to rewind)

This is what you made of me,
Cold and empty, can’t you see?
And now, we fall so dark,
Lost our souls, no way back 

Lost inside the dark ! 


No Light In Sight

Sophie and I stripped it all down raw chords, bare emotions. “Inner Turmoil (Unplugged)” is now on YouTube.
🎧 Watch here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CZiIbRNTj8

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Long Road Motel is a sonic journey down dusty highways, past forgotten motels and haunted memories. A dark rock/grunge track soaked in nostalgia and unease. Gritty guitars, ghostly melodies, and a voice that drifts like a summer wind restless and heavy.
Perfect for those who aren't chasing beaches this summer, but chasing meaning or just trying to outrun something inside.
🎸 Turn up the radio. Leave everything behind. Welcome to the Long Road Motel.

Produced by EileenNoise
Singer and guitar Sophie 


You can hear other works with her here;)
soundcloud.com/zipboy83/sets/grunge-vocals-by-sophie

Lyrics
[Verse]
Dusty road it stretches wide
Empty dreams hitching a ride
Neon flickers in the haze
Old motel where ghosts still stay

[Chorus]
Long road motel
Where the lost hearts dwell

[Verse 2]
Creaky floorboards sing their tune
Peeling walls hide past’s perfume
Faded faces in the frames
Time forgot their worn-out names

[Chorus]
Long road motel
Where the lost hearts dwell

[Bridge]
Broken signs they point to nowhere
Echoes hum in the heavy air
Every room a silent story
Worn-out beds and fleeting glory

[Verse 3]
Highway hums its lonely hymn
Night creeps in the lights grow dim
Shadows dance in amber glow
Secrets whispered no one knows

Long road motel

Read-read-read
note-note-note
footnote the soul of a mole in a coat
Ink-ink-ink
scratch-scratch-scratch
argue ‘bout the meaning of the word dispatch
Mark-mark-mark
quote-quote-quote
stack your sources ‘til the shelves revolt

Our coffee’s black as our funding gap
our deadlines bend like a yoga map
We publish thoughts no one will heed
but glory’s in the planted seed

Work-work-work, until the thought gets weird
debate the length of an unseen beard
Draft-draft-draft, then tear the page
we’re the chorus and the cage

We mine in texts nobody reads
stacking scrolls like ancient reeds
A grant’s a dragon guarding lore
you flatter it, it gives you more

Work-work-work, till the candles die
rewrite the truth with a scholar’s lie
Proof-proof-proof till the moon’s been spun
and toast to the joy of the kingdom of Some

Ink-stained hands and a mind half-mad
argue with ghosts you never had
Measure the weight of a metaphor’s bone
and carve your thesis into stone

Trade your hours for immortal lines
digging through dust for half-formed signs
Argue ‘til dawn on a point obscure
declare the riddle “still unsure”

Who holds the key to the scholar’s vault?
"We do! We do! It’s all our fault!"
Who stacks the scrolls ‘til the shelves cave in?
"We do! We do! Let the work begin!"

Push-push-push the ink along
sing-sing-sing the unwritten song
laugh-laugh-laugh at the scholar’s jest
then bind it in the Book of Rest
Dig-dig-dig through the dusty mind
find-find-find what the rest won’t find

Work-work-work, until the thought gets weird
debate the length of an unseen beard
Draft-draft-draft, then tear the page
we’re the chorus and the cage

And when the ink runs dry at last
we drink to the future
and footnote the past
Read-read-read
Write-write-write

Work-work-work, until the thought gets weird
debate the length of an unseen beard
Draft-draft-draft, then tear the page
we’re the chorus and the cage

Work-Work-Work

6. Mariupol.  Denys Lyubimov (1)

This is a song I wrote at school. It was almost complete back in the early 1980s but over 15 years later it was completed.

She's Gone   (0400)  ft. SUNO

As a singer/songwriter, I channel a wide spectrum of rock and metal influences to create music that’s both emotionally evocative and technically precise. My sound is shaped by the legendary stylings of Kiss, the progressive intricacy of Queensryche and Dream Theater, the melodic hooks of Foreigner and Def Leppard, the theatrical edge of Styx, and the raw power of Metallica and Avenged Sevenfold.

Driven by a passion for storytelling through music, my lyrics dive deep into personal and universal themes, aiming to resonate with listeners on a visceral level. Whether it’s a soaring chorus or a tightly wound riff, every element of my music is crafted to deliver energy, emotion, and impact. It's rock with heart, precision, and a heavy dose of adrenaline.

Out Of Miracles

Troy Feltz

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