instrumental intro ]

[Verse 1]
That song —
it wrote itself one night,
was it punk or was it light?
Rhymes just fell like meteors,
scattered stars on open doors.

[Pre-Chorus]
Under twin suns, I heard a voice,
echoes in the cosmic noise…

⸻

[Chorus / Refrén]
🌌
Don’t go into the lighthouse,
even if the light calls out.
In the void, you’re not alone —
but the beacon’s not your home.
Don’t go into the lighthouse,
some truths you’re not meant to know…

⸻

[Verse 2]
In a ship lost in the dark,
no one sees your fading spark.
You’re the captain of your flight,
but the stars won’t steer you right.

[Bridge]
Orbiting with silent grace,
around a ghost in outer space.
You feel the pull, the sirens cry,
but not all lights are meant to guide.

⸻

[Chorus / Refrén – repeat]
🌌
Don’t go into the lighthouse,
even if the light calls out.
In the void, you’re not alone —
but the beacon’s not your home.
Don’t go into the lighthouse,
you’re stronger if you let it go…

⸻

[Instrumental Intermezzo – guitar solo + bass groove]

⸻

[Outro / Refrain – minimal, whispered or falsetto]
🌌
Don’t go…
Don’t go…
into the lighthouse.
Don’t go…

lighthouse (final )

16?????

Demon Slayer, demons all around me, walking in the shadow, you can´t find me.

never go back

I saw you in your coat of many colours
I was surprised to discover
You think you understand me
But I know that it's all in your mind

There was a time when I believed I understood
There was a time when I'd believe in anything
There is no time to waste to bring some understanding
There was a time when I believed in anything

Riding the ups and downs of life
Like a wave on the sea
Waving at me while you go 
down, down, down 

There was a time when I believed I understood
There was a time when I'd believe in anything
There is no time to waste to bring some understanding
There was a time when I believed in anything

I've got the blues today
In the news today
I saw a man who would be king

I've got the blues today
In the news today
I saw a man who would be king

How can a man
hate another man
for the colour of his skin?

How can a man
hate another man
for the things that he believes in?

I've got the blues today
In the news today
I saw a man who would be king

King

[Verse 1]
There’s a man on the corner with a jacket too big,
Counting the cracks like they’re notes on a grid.
He talks to the air like it’s something he trusts,
And the silence replies with a layer of dust.
“I’m not crazy, I’d rather be dead,”
The man said sternly to the voice in his head.
But the words fall flat, like a song out of tune,
While the sky hums softly with a paper-thin moon.

[Chorus]
And I just watch him fade into the streetlight glow,
Carrying a secret only he could know.
If he’s lost, then he hides it in the fold of his smile,
Walking with the madness like a friend for a while.

[Verse 2]
He folds paper birds out of receipts in his hands,
Lets them all fly where the lamppost stands.
The world keeps spinning, but he stands still,
Wrapped in a blanket that the night can’t fill.
And when he laughs, it’s a fragile sound,
Like glass in the wind, falling down, down, down.
But he catches himself with a shake of his head,
Repeats that same phrase he already said.

[Chorus 2]
And I just watch him fade into the streetlight glow,
Carrying a secret only he could know.
If he’s lost, then he hides in the hum of the night,
Holding hands with madness till the morning light.

[Bridge]
Maybe he’s broken, maybe he’s free,
Maybe he’s something I wish I could be.
Dancing with shadows, refusing the cure,
He says he’s not crazy—
But I’m not so sure.

[Final Chorus] 
And I just watch him fade into the streetlight glow,
Carrying a secret only he could know.
If he’s gone, then he’s found in a world of his own,
Building quiet kingdoms where he’s never alone.

Paper Birds (feat. Nostalgia Boy)

I'm all about your shade tonight
i like ur tattoss
its excites me to the point of trembling

Mascara smears when you cries — but you laughs like you knew that would happen
I just like looking at your, even if you is silent and looks away
(that's you)
I like being your accessory, something you can use, throw away, put on again - I don't mind
I adore those black eyes, not because they are dark,
but because pain dissolves so beautifully in them

I'm all about your shade tonight
i like ur tattoss shade tonight
its excites me to the point of trembling

When your voice shatters in whispers,
I want to hold every broken piece in my chest,
let it cut me open, let it bleed out slow,
so you can see how devotion looks when it finally hurts enough.
Your lipstick tastes like rust,
but it burns sweeter than sugar when it cuts across my mouth.
(bleed into me, breathe into me)
I wanna your nails, I wanna your scars
I wanna the bruise where love pretends to hurt
i wanna ur eyes like collapsing stars
i wanna ur all cuz this only be mine

I'm all about your shade tonight
i like ur tattoss shade tonight
its excites me to the point of trembling
hu-uh





mascara  (on spotify)

This new indie album is my way of capturing the feeling of autumn nights, quiet rooms, and the strange beauty of being close to someone while the world fades outside. The songs are minimal in words but heavy in mood — sweaters, rain, shadows, and light all becoming part of the story. It’s melancholic but also cosy, a blend of intimacy and distance, memory and desire. These tracks live somewhere between Fleetwood Mac’s mysticism, Beach House synths and the hazy trance of indie and dream-pop.

Carry me home tonight

Dive into the core of the Phantom Harmony concept. "The Mind's Kaleidoscope" is a dense, sprawling journey into pure sonic data. This track uses swirling, phasing organs and shimmering electric sitar to build a perfectly controlled, beautiful hallucination of sound. It's not chaos—it's Psychedelic Fusion so pristine it feels alien. Listeners are invited to explore the layers and find the beautiful, fractal truth within the digital noise.

The Minds Kaleidoscope

I'm Still Here

This is the remastered version of "Two of us" album. A soft, indie pop-rock album that perfectly captures cozy, relaxed autumn vibes. It’s a melancholic yet intimate collection of songs, painting a soundscape of quiet rooms, falling rain, and hazy light—ideal for reflective evenings.

Two of us (Remastered)

1. EMPTY ROOM IN THE MATH CLASS 8.25.25

I like makin music <3
It’s a lot better if your drunk Ik I am
This is for my demos an fun 
All platforms btw

1. EMPTY ROOM IN THE MATH CLASS 8.25.25

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