Psychosis is not a heroic journey. It’s not a spiritual treasure. There’s nothing glorious. Nothing to keep. Only the collapse of reality that feels, for a moment, like a doorway. But what lies beyond is no gift — just a mirage of a silver skull.

Blacktop Voodoo drips with Southern heat, haunted swagger, and swamp-rock danger. It’s not just a show — it’s a ritual. With syncopated drums, smoky vocals, and a boot-stompin’ voodoo groove, the band faces down the devil himself in a backroad bar where the bartender’s eyes blaze and the crowd’s already hexed. Play it loud or don’t play at all.

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Blacktop Voodoo

[Verse 1]
Step forth, unbar the skies,
For I’ve atoned my burdens fully, ready for the end’s reprise.
I sensed my path was sealed,
The fates we thought had faded only honed their fiery steel.

[Chorus]
Have you lingered long,
For me?

[Verse 2]
I am the final spark, I am the flame,
What’s lost in ancient scrolls will carve my essence in its claim.
Sift through the ash and stone,
What use are dreams of flight when all the heavens stand alone?

[Chorus]
Have you lingered long,
For me?
Have you lingered long?

[Verse 3]
No matter what we crave,
We share a hunger for each other and a few brief years to brave.
No matter what’s the truth,
It feels that even in eternity, your shadow walks with me.

[Breakdown]
Break the chains, reveal my name,
Ash to ember, spark to flame.
Where shadows fall, my truth remains,
Bound in hunger, born in pain.

[Final Chorus]
Have you lingered long,
For me?
Have you lingered long,
For me?
Have you lingered long,
Through the ash and stone?
Have you lingered long,
Calling me home?
Have you lingered long,
For me?
Have you lingered long,
For me?

Lingered Long

🎵 Bikeriders
by The Mainside Project

Engines roaring at the break of day
Cigarette lit, eyes chasing the grey
Worn-out jackets, stories on their skin
They live fast, no need to fit in

Burning the blacktop, no looking behind
On curves of fate, they’re forged and refined

Bikeriders — riding into the flame
Hearts are beating like a runaway train
Through deserts, storms, and city lights
They chase the road, no end in sight
Bikeriders — soul, machine, and fire

Love that’s wild, gone with the breeze
Tales told over beer and gasoline
Every mile’s a scream of truth
No regrets, just the hunger of youth

The wind is the anthem, the throttle’s their prayer
Fuel in their veins, no fear, just dare

Bikeriders — riding into the flame
Hearts are beating like a runaway train
Through deserts, storms, and city lights
They chase the road, no end in sight
Bikeriders — soul, machine, and fire

They ain’t heroes, they ain’t thieves
Just men chasing what they believe
With the weight of the road on their back
Still laughing loud down every track

Bikeriders — brothers of the storm
From mountain cold to desert warm
No maps, just instincts in control
They are the journey, the fire, the soul
Bikeriders — forever on the roll

Bikeriders

X - The Black Gate

The Silver Skull 1982

Terminal Love

KEITH RICHARDS – HEART OF ROCK

Keep Walkin
By DPmusicUk 

🎸 

🎶 

Dust on my boots...
Broken laces snapping...
Miles behind me but the...
road keeps laughing.

🎶 

Horizon bleeding red...
Like a wound still raw...
Keep walkin, keep walkin...
Ain't no time to crawl.

🎶 

Keep walkin...
Keep walkin...
Feet to the fire keep talkin.

Keep walkin...
Keep walkin...
Burn the night till the...
Dawn starts knockin.

🎸 

🎶 

Shadows stretch long...
Hands claw the ground...
The wind it whispers but...
I can’t hear the sound.

🎶 

Eyes like daggers...
Cutting through the haze...
Keep walkin, keep walkin...
Through the endless maze.

🎶 

No end, no end...
(No end, no end)
But I won't bend.

🎶 

Keep walkin...
Keep walkin...
Feet to the fire keep talkin.

Keep walkin...
Keep walkin...
Burn the night till the...
Dawn starts knockin.

🎸 

🎶 

Chains on my mind but...
My soul won’t bind...
Heavy as sin...
But the weight feels fine.

🎶 

Each step a hammer...
on the anvil of time...
Keep walkin, keep walkin..
till the stars align, wow, wow.

🎸 

🎶 

Keep walkin...
Keep walkin...
Feet to the fire keep talkin.

Keep walkin...
Keep walkin...
Burn the night till the...
Dawn starts knockin.

🎶 

Keep walkin...
Keep walkin...
Feet to the fire keep talkin.

Keep walkin...
Keep walkin...
Burn the night till the...
Dawn starts knockin.

🎸 

🎶 

Chains on my mind...
But my soul won’t bind...
Heavy as sin...
But the weight feels fine.

🎶 

Each step a hammer...
On the anvil of time...
Keep walkin, keep walkin..
Till the stars align.

🎸 


Keep Walkin

Gods creature

Downfall

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 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.

The Silver Skull 1982

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