Midnight On The Rocks

Emerald Murmur

Heard the name in a stranger’s song,
Some said he was here, then gone.
Built of fire and second chances,
Left behind a trail of dances.

They say he smiled through aching bones,
Gave his light, though he walked alone.
Never asked for much, just peace,
But gave his blood so we’d be free.

He held the world with shattered hands,
Built his strength from sinking sand…

Joshua… they still whisper your name,
Like a legend caught in the pouring rain.
You gave it all, though you were barely whole,
Carried the lost, burned through your soul.
And I don’t know if you ever found home…
But damn, you never walked alone.

He loved like thunder, broke like glass,
Hid his pain behind a laugh.
Took the blows and wore the blame,
Never once forgot a name.

He’d pour his drink for the quiet ones,
Tell the moon about battles won.
But no one saw him bleed at night,
When no one watched, he’d lose the fight.

He held the world with shattered hands,
Built his strength from sinking sand…

Joshua… they still whisper your name,
Like a legend caught in the pouring rain.
You gave it all, though you were barely whole,
Carried the lost, burned through your soul.
And I don’t know if you ever found home…
But damn, you never walked alone.

There’s a man in the mirror sometimes,
Wearing your smile, your crooked lines.
And I wonder if you’re looking through —
Or maybe, you’re still walking too…

Joshua… they still whisper your name,
Through these towns, through loss and flame.
You gave your love, though your heart was torn,
A gentle storm, forever worn…

Joshua

"The Last Men (A Requiem for Dawn)"
(A Philosophical Rock Anthem)

[Verse 1]
The gods are dead – we lit the pyre,
Yet still we kneel to sword and fire.
They call it "order", call it "law",
But chains are chains, no matter how they saw.

[Verse 2]
The weak man’s strength is violence wielded,
A hollow crown, a shield gelded.
Difference frightens lesser kings –
Monuments built on rusted strings.

[Pre-Chorus]
Can you hear it?
The drum of ages, cracked and fading –
Do you see it?
The same blood in different shading…

[Chorus]
Beware the Last Men! (Their hands are trembling)
They sell you chaos! (While preaching order)
Their paradise is a funeral pyre –
Step into the light… or burn with them!

[Verse 3]
No Zarathustra in these wastes,
Just hungry wolves and mirrored hates.
"Us or them" – the oldest lie,
A planet screaming "Unify!"

[Bridge] (Screamed over dissonant guitars)
Are we still just
Animals with funeral suits?!
Or will we finally
TRANSCEND THE GUN?!

[Chorus] (x2, louder)
Beware the Last Men! (Their hands are trembling)
They sell you chaos! (While preaching order)
Their paradise is a funeral pyre –
Step into the light… or burn with them!

[Outro] (Spoken over fading feedback)
"Nietzsche asked if man could surpass himself…
Tonight, the stars are watching.
And they’re still waiting."

The last men

Angel Motel

KEITH RICHARDS – HEART OF ROCK

Seasonal Love

Ain’t no Mercy on Judgment Day

Text:
(Verse 1)
We dream of tusks in frozen lands,
Of woolly beasts and ancient clans.
Science reaching through the snow,
While forests fall and rivers go.

(Chorus)
Resurrect the past, erase the now,
We dig up bones, but break the bough.
A million lives about to drown,
But we chase ghosts beneath the ground.

(Verse 2)
The buzz is gone, no bees in bloom,
The silence swells, a future’s doom.
We clone what’s dead, but kill what’s near,
Pretending progress, fueled by fear.

(Bridge)
A flying bug, a tiger’s cry,
Vanished as we wonder why.
Bring back the Mammoth, make it roar —
But who will listen anymore?

(Guitar-solo)

(Chorus) 
Resurrect the past, erase the now,
Rebuild the beast, forget the cow.
A million voices cry somehow —
But we stay silent, heads bowed down.
Resurrect the past, erase the now,
Rebuild the beast, forget the cow.
A million voices cry somehow —
But we stay silent, heads bowed down.

(End Einstein spoken without music)
"Wenn die Biene einmal von der Erde verschwindet,
hat der Mensch nur noch vier Jahre zu leben.
Keine Bienen mehr,
keine Bestäubung mehr,
keine Pflanzen mehr,
keine Tiere mehr,
keine Menschen mehr."

Resurrect the Past, Erase the Now (Cover)

I told my therapist aboout you and they upped my meds

“Jesse Clayborne: LIVE” is not a polished studio record — it’s a bleeding, breathing performance.
Just Jesse, a battered guitar, a harmonica that sounds like it’s been crying for years, and a band that knows when to speak and when to let silence burn.

This is Americana-country-folk at its rawest, carved out of heartbreak and highway dust.
Every track feels like a last call confession, and the crowd knows they’re witnessing something sacred and broken all at once.

Burning Up the Road (Live)

When the world you built burns down, what’s left? An ash-covered apocalypse song about idols falling and truth standing taller than the smoke.
#ApocalypticMetal #RisenAndReckless #FaithMetal #EndOfTheWorld #GrooveMetal #EmotionalMetal

Ashfall Revelation

AI doesn’t write my songs. I do – and the AI brings them to life, like a team of session musicians and sound engineers behind me.

Hungarian composer and songwriter exploring the future of music with a guitar, a voice, a phone, and a vision.

With 94–98% Audio Influence, the AI strictly follows my musical input. The songs musically and lyrically are completely and meticulously written on a guitar or on piano before I start work with AI. 

These tracks show what happens when you lead and control every detail of the musical production – and AI listens. From a simple game it turns into a smart musical instrument.

The songs are examples of early AI music production preserved for the future.

Ain’t no Mercy on Judgment Day

Trust in My Unknown 🇭🇺