This song is a haunting exposé set against the backdrop of Donald Trump’s carefully staged wedding — where flashbulbs masked the truth and Epstein lingered just out of frame. I wrote it to confront the disturbing friendship Trump has worked so hard to erase, the smiles and guest lists that history now reexamines with chilling clarity. It’s about the ghosts he pretends not to know, the evidence hidden in plain sight, and the way denial can’t cleanse the rot beneath the glamour. No golden tower, no velvet rope, no lawsuit can silence the truth forever — because every photo still bleeds… in the frame.

https://www.comicsands.com/trump-epstein-wedding


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
Flashbulbs lie, they never told
A shadow walked where secrets grow
In white and gold, the Plaza’s glow
You smiled for cameras you now disown
A ghost in the corner of your perfect day
History whispers in black-and-gray

[Pre-Chorus]
Silent names on the velvet rope
Dancing with devils in fur and hope

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Verse 2]
He signed his name in the wedding night
A phantom grin in the camera light
Paper trails, a burning lie
No golden tower can scrape the sky
The tapes resurface, the headlines bite
Your skeletons waltz in the morning light

[Pre-Chorus]
Silent names on the velvet rope
Dancing with devils in fur and hope

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Verse 3]
Denials rise like smoke and ash
You sue the mirror for looking back
Every doodle, every card
Is evidence carved in a guilty heart
History waits in the courthouse hall
Your friends don’t answer when justice calls

[Bridge]
Shutter clicks like a guillotine
Memory sharp as a crime scene
What you buried now takes flight
Every photo frame testifies tonight

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Outro]
Flashbulbs fade, but the ghosts remain
Every wedding bell tolls your name
Your guest list bleeds… in the frame

The Guest List (Buried in the Photos)

lyrics and beat written produced and performed by Codex Scrolls 
(Scribes of Avalon 2025)

Strange times remastered

Life is a balance Codex Scrolls & Kinelle Man

1170 — Piano

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All Returns To Nothingness /// 全ては無に還る// an alternate take
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music is the song 'All Returns To Nothingness // 全ては無に還る' 
by our fellow creator from Japan - BOUYA BO-YA !!! 
explore his amazing music and passion here:  BOUYA BO-YA on SoundCloud @hpcnw-902952

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original japanese lyrics by BOUYA BO-YA
adaptation lyrics written and narration provided by fictionalive

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a troubadours handshake united collab

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fusion of it all - fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports

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All Returns to Nothingness // 
目覚めのコーラス

(Verse 1) 
Right now, vague anxieties in this world 
Come at us like a swirling noise. 
What lies beneath this silent storm?
 Is it sadness, anger, or fear? No— 
It’s loneliness that strikes without a form, 
A sudden shadow no one can avoid.

(Chorus) 
Loneliness—the quiet, sudden guest, 
Haunting every searching chest.
 Even with love, friends, and family near, 
Loneliness still whispers here. 
In this world, I stand alone— 
The only one who truly knows my own.

(Verse 2) 
But face this loneliness with truthful eyes, 
Wake to others’ silent cries.
 It’s here empathy blooms in space,
 A voice for those without a face. 
When the noise of the world fades away, 
Consciousness remains to light the way.

(Bridge) 
Yet the world is fleeting, life shall end, 
To nothingness we all must wend. 
What we leave behind is not of weight, 
But a quiet void where all is fate. 
Everything, world and self, returns— I
nto the nothingness that softly burns.

(Outro) 
Embraced gently, strong and brave, 
The void’s a peaceful, tender wave. 
Cheerful, calm, with courage bright,
 We rest within the endless night. 
All returns to nothing— 
A quiet truth softly humming.

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目覚めのコーラス

（ヴァース１）
今、この世界に漂う曖昧な不安が
渦巻くノイズのように僕らに迫る
この静かな嵐の下に隠れているものは何？
悲しみか、怒りか、それとも恐怖か？ いいや―
それは形なき孤独、
誰もが避けられない突然の影

（コーラス）
孤独――静かに、突然やってくる客
探し続ける胸を彷徨わせる
愛や友情、家族に囲まれていても
孤独は今もここで囁く
この世界で、僕は一人きり――
本当に自分を知るのは自分だけ

（ヴァース２）
でも正直な瞳でその孤独と向き合い
他人の静かな泣き声に気づこう
この場所で咲くのは共感
顔なき誰かのための声
世界のノイズが消えていくとき
意識だけが道を照らす

（ブリッジ）
それでもこの世界は儚く、命も終わりを迎える
僕たちは皆、無へと歩み出す
残すものに重きはなく
運命だけが静かな虚無にある
すべては――世界も自分も――還る
そっと燃える無の中へ

（アウトロ）
優しく、強く、勇敢に抱かれて
虚無は安らぎと優しさの波
明るく穏やか、勇気に満ちて
僕たちは永遠の夜に休む
すべては無に還る――
静かに響く真実

All Returns To Nothingness //  全ては無に還る // an alternate take

Special thanks to Marty for his cappella ....

https://soundcloud.com/mkandersson1982/marty-andersson-from-the-archives-liberation-spoken-word

Lyrics: 

Our bodies are enslaved, but our minds and our spirits do not have to be. Do not fear thinking outside what is considered normal, do not fear to think unlike your peers. If they judge you, let them; their opinions are of ill importance; what matters is your heart, what matters is the truth. This physical existence is but only a short chapter in the epic tale of you and I; a tale that connects us all and stretches throughout eternity.

As your lives are spent working day in and day out to reach the a-typical material goals, ask yourself in a deeper sense: are you happy? Do you know true happiness? Or do you merely find comfort within the confines of societal boundaries because it is safer to follow the majority?

Liberate your spirit; even if it means being criticised, even if it means being considered abnormal;

 everyone has the right and/or power to be themselves, we just need to break free from the shackles of fear which hold us back from revealing what is behind the mask.

LIBERATION. 🎧

“Taking inspiration from a footnote of an Oliver Sacks book, lyrically this explores the phenomenon of musical hallucinations. As I was piecing the lyrics together I quickly realised that in this “a brain storm” is a metaphor for a misunderstood, long term condition with varying degrees of ever changing intensity; Hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome definitely inspired my lyric writing for this song (kindly follow the link to the HEDS society in my bio to learn more. Thank you). Leaning into the nostalgic live basement recording sounds of 1990’s alternative music there is definitely a Wheatus, Green Day, Third Eye Blind sound and it gets a little The Cure in places on this one. I also wanted the scrapbook sounds of “Save Rock and Roll” era Fall Out Boy. 

I revisited this as I wanted to cut a new vocal and when doing so I decided to explore a new mix - see what you think of this new version. Thank you.” 

mybrainstorm. 

I think I might be losing my mind
It’s definitely broken this time
Anxiety and fatigue, what’s happening to me? 
I’m losing my sleep
Brainstorming hallucination

This is my brainstorm
I’m feeling the downfall 
It’s taking, it wants it all 
(You give me the shakes) 
It pushes, it pulls me 
It knocks me then builds me 
Brainstorm hallucinations
I’m hearing ghosts and not seeing faces 
I’m hearing sounds in mysterious places 
My brainstorm 

I feel it call 
I’m hearing noises and there’s no one there at all
It’s so complicated, so bio-excavated 
Maybe I levitated to hell and back 
Brainstorm hallucination 

This is my brainstorm 
This is my brain 

© heart house and the new kindness. 2025

Written, performed, recorded, produced and mixed by heart house and the new kindness. 
Mastered by DOLBY

mybrainstorm. (new vocal + mix)

Hank Chill - Conqueror

Aporia is a confrontation with the void—the kind of album that doesn’t just play, it unravels you. It starts with a controlled chaos, pulling apart the scaffolding of thought, then drags you deeper into the soft, distorted pulse of dissolution. You don’t listen to this record so much as experience it—your sense of time slips, your body forgets where it ends, and your mind keeps circling questions it can’t answer.

The sound is heavy but never violent. It’s cerebral, textured, haunting. Guitars melt into ambience, drums skip and fracture, and the voice—resonant and human—threads through it all like a tether you’re not sure you trust. It feels ancient and futuristic at once. Cold yet intimate. Like you’re remembering something that hasn’t happened yet.

By the end, you’re not the same. You’ve stood in the place where thought gives up, and you’ve felt the silence stare back.

Aporia doesn’t give you peace.
It gives you the beauty of falling apart—on purpose.

The Axon Reversal

 I wrote this song after a trip to Shady Hallow Lake in Indiana. Charlie has some lake front property there and it's great for camping, fishing, roasting marshmallows and playing live concerts. It's very calm and relaxing and a great time was had by all! I wrote the song back in 2010 but the video I put together last year. Check out the video and you will be there with me:

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/Mz_vslWLXaU

I tried to keep the video as true to the lyrics as I could. It was a lot of fun putting it together. I love the tranquility of a full moon casting the silvery glow over the lake! It's very magical! I especially love the fact that there were no I-phones, computers, TV's, ect, ect. No distractions, everything was left in the car! Times like those really heal a person. It was spiritually rejuvenating!  Charlie sang the song very well but my harms were a little flat (like my head!😂, sorry about that!). It was a very cool experience for me and my wife and we got to do some jamming by the fireside on the lake too! Well, I hope everyone enjoys it and thanks for dropping by and listening! That is always appreciated! Summer will be gone soon so for now, let's just bask under the glow of an Indiana Moon!! 🌕🙏✌🏼 

“INDIANA MOON”

SHADEY HOLLOW LAKE,   
LATE SUMMER AFTERNOON,       
GUITARS STRUMMING AFTER SUNSET,    
INDIANA MOON,
                   
SOFT CAMPFIRE GLOW,     
MELLOW SLEEPY LAGOON,    
SUCH SWEET VOICES SINGING UNDER,    
THE INDIANA MOON,

DANGLING OVERHEAD,   
LIKE A SILVERY BALLOON,             
REFLECTED IN THE STILL BLACK WATER,  
INDIANA MOON,

SHADEY HOLLOW LAKE,     
LIKE A WELL-KNOWN TUNE,    
WILL FOREVER BE REMEMBERED,    
INDIANA MOON.
             
BY JIM VALDES © 2010

"INDIANA MOON" (Video - https://youtu.be/Mz_vslWLXaU)

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