I love letting your dulcet tones flow over me Nyla like a soul washing

This is the church I need. Star the congregation and I'm there. Especially if you are preaching.

2026 is the year of the Firehorse

I am death on a horse of fire
and my flame will force ur hand
raise ur white flag baby...
its time to take a stand
and I am coming faster
and this horse runs thru my heart
the burning blue and fire rain
tears bad men apart...
O hiya he yo
aye-iiiiee ayo no yelo ho
eh ye hanh ye
across the plains and the mountaintops
my trail of fire will not stop
for I am death upon a horse of fire
and my flame will cleanse the land
...for decades -six- I am the witness
nothing more the same
ye
and here I will remain
upon my shoulders bare 
the scars of flames that tear
come kingdom in the rift
the return of the horse of fire
...upon this mortal bitch
the living souls required...yea
across dimensions stitch
O hiya he yo
aye-iiiiee ayo no yelo ho
eh ye hanh ye
I am death on a horse of fire
and my flame will force ur hand
raise ur white flag baby...
its time to take a stand

The Fire Horse

O baby
all this love gone wrong
what more could I have done
and now I've come to find that all this time
u been whettin ur blade against my back
yea...I see ur shame left
I see the same theft
got u a silver tongue
shake a lil when u feel you've won
but u still can't look me in the eye
yea bae...ur a bit of a mess
...I guess
O whatever happened to u bae
cause thinkin about it is makin me crazy
and I have known for a long time
spent those hours hopin and prayin
while u still out here sayin...
that I'm mad
and I've been very bad...makes u so sad
since I'm so crazy
yea...lazy (u see)
anything but free...free og ur misuse
kinda tippin to abuse...
and bae...I'm feelin unseen...and
all this love gone wrong
what more could I have done
and now I've come to find that all this time
u been whettin ur blade against my back
yea...I see ur shame left
I see the same theft
got u a silver tongue
shake a lil when u feel you've won

A Bit Of A Mess

Brick by brick I build my road
waitin for the moment
and I am recalling the field debris
...as I call on 33
yea my spine a number I now see
my initiate of a 33rd degree
aye...O
and I feel the power rising...one thru 33
awaken me...in Kundalini
a mind in rupture of expanse
a consciousness ascent and to me now...comes the thorny crown
upon my head...I have bent
yea
follow down this brick filled road
for 33 is the crucifixion code
where all that was me...hangs dying
for my spirit now is rising...and
Brick by brick I build my road
waitin for the moment
and I am recalling the field debris
...as I call on 33
yea my spine a number I now see
my initiate of a 33rd degree
aye...O
and I feel the power rising...one thru 33
awaken me...

Call On 33

I have sewn the grasses high
blended color to trick the eye
studied pattern upon pattern
and the swaying in the wind
and like the bachelor in his plumage
I am whole but acting wounded
settle low and still my breath
so you'll only think of death
and yet...
I am the root beneath the tree
and I breathe...yea- I breathe
tell me can U see me?
do U feel me?
yea...I'm danger close babe
I'm watching every move
and my suit ain't made of armor
won't save me if U guess my spot
but my sway is like a holiday
making me everything U are not
yea...U can call me gillie
stone cold gillie
keeps me cool...but never chilly

Cool But Never Chilly

The art world once spun off onto performance pieces that challenged the listener/witness to evolve with the piece, flow with it and experience it from the inside. This is such a piece...let it wash over.
The uncoupling of control and the surrender to the void that opens an evolution. Yet it is a singular process...and grief will see u out.

If I name U ...and U believe, must U behave as I see?
its what I was told by that referee...
but I am unmoved by the voice U carry
and ur choice I will not marry
for I evolve beyond ur grasp
(not lookin to save ur ass)
so unname what was never yours
and take leave of me babe
I declare ourselves divorced...O oh
yea
gonna leap across the void today
aiming for the door
...over that way
cause it swung open when I lay my eyes upon it
and I'm helpless in its gaze...lord, I want it
O yea ohhhh
and I see ur in that trap
got a name for every rat
put em in a labyrinth
then ur amazed...at how they're smarter
and U got played
and don't look my way babe
cause this all got harder and ur 
stuck in ur ways

You And I Believe

My bones are so weary and my feathers
soiled....clearly
but in my worn and torn up tatters
among a people sorely shattered
I can only watch as my feet go stumbling
I fear I've gone to mumbling
and yet the numbing in my mind can't
keep the seeds of misery and grief from
summoning by God's design
and so here I am...
and I have slain men in battles
taken hits where my bones still rattle
been the first to unsheathe my blade
and the last to leave the graves
...without a proper sodding
left to catch the motorcade
where the last mourner stayed
My bones are so weary and my feathers
soiled....clearly
but in my worn and torn up tatters
among a people sorely shattered
I can only watch as my feet go stumbling
I fear I've gone to mumbling
and yet the numbing in my mind can't
keep the seeds of misery and grief from
summoning by God's design

Gods Design

Michael...row ur boat ashore
halleluiah
cause I'm waitin in the water
and I don't recall if I can swim
O
Michael...can U hear me callin???
won't you lend me ur oars
yea
come and get me cause I'm weary
and I'm hungry for...the taste and smells of home
can I please come home
O
row ur boat ashore...halleluiah
O yea O yea
I'll drown in the water 'fore I leave the shore
cause baby I believe in ya
halleluiah
Michael...row ur boat ashore
halleluiah
cause I'm waitin in the water
and I don't recall if I can swim

Michael

I have grown wiser for all my years
and my smiles outnumbered by all my tears
for when the sun arose today
a war has come to stay
and I now stand where forests stood
I cannot drink...for the waters are no good
the blood of gods from yesteryear
have bled away my fear
and at the head of waters
the beast is near...
yea
clear away the tall post masters
the guards of roots and needles-score
centurions dead now where they lay
for I've heard my sisters fall all day
and how the drillbit bore
for now they force that blood thru pipe...
authors to a nightmare lore...
hia...yea
I have grown wiser for all my years
and my smiles outnumbered by all my tears
the blood of gods from yesteryear
have bled away my fear

Nightmare Lore

If I think too much
I start to swim...and the current 
in its chaos...
makes me grow my fins
and I'm an undulatin wave of thought
my arms and legs grow thin
cause I'm overextending everything
uncertain in my skin
...so much thinking...
here's another thought I thunk
as the lonely thinker
I have sunk and I'm cool with
pasture grazers...come and go while
I think on...
but when I find I'm not the pasture
the thoughts come faster
and I'm swimming in a pond
sir frog and paint the turtle
ms crane and tricky fox...hangin round the thought
that's fertile...and talk and talk and talk
my tongue more like a wand
so much verbage in my wordage
might think it was a con
and I'm an undulatin wave of thought
my arms and legs grow thin
cause I'm overextending everything
uncertain in my skin
what am I thinkin?

So Much Thinking

Things I imagine my mate wanted to say to me...


Don't cut me off, baby
don't cut me down...when U say to me...
'I coulda been a real boy
but I fell in love ...and its a kill joy
cause now I gotta be a big boy...put away my boy toys, move on up to the man...I've
never seen...
god...do I hate my queen...
says I gotta live my dream
but I gotta tell ya...its sight unseen'
O baby why do U gotta tell me...
try to sell me...
like I wear ur ring...now I'm property like I always been...
O
Don't cut me off, baby
don't cut me down...when U say to me...
'I coulda been a real boy
but I fell in love ...and its a kill joy
cause now I gotta be a big boy...put away my boy toys, move on up to the man...I've
never seen...
god...do I hate my queen...'

Kill Joy I Hate My Queen

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🤟🏼Working on new patterns and techniques in composition, production, and performance of both instrumental(classical/acoustic guitar) and voice- pieces are built (loops and beats)..on BandLab @nyla_k00  and Soundtrap (new)

I have removed the (amp) tag for consistency in distribution- acoustic pieces I perform will be tagged as ‘acoustic’ (apologies for page reorganization)

TBH, I aspire to be a guitar 🎸 but I’ll settle for being able to play competently what I hear when I write...(one day, Alice...to the moon)

I study under Duncan L. Wood and am grateful for his guidance and patience. Most of my influences are Folk/Blues/Indie, but inspiration arrives in many forms so HT to Hip Hop, Rap, Classical, especially Chamber trios. Current tracks are first cuts and I may update them in the future with cleaner versions, thank you for listening as I learn.

Michael

Nyla K

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