Slowdive - 40 Days

LYRICS: I found myself, lying in a bed
I'm possessed and I'm not feeling well
Wherever  i go i remain myself
I don't like this show i bet it won't end well

I can't be me anymore

You know I'm right here, but you don't say a thing
You don't say a thing

I hide myself so noone could see
That endless hell inside of me
Whatever it takes i still wanna try
To break from this cage and take back my life

I can't be me anymore

You know I'm right here, but you don't say a thing
You know I'm right here

I try to keep this pain so deep
And now i don't feel anything
I try to keep this pain so deep
And now i can't be me

Not officially released yet :)
Main artist/composer- Yevgeniy Yurov
Featuring artist- Halina

I Can't Be Me

Added guitar by Natan at the end :)
Hej Polacy!!

Falling (with guitar)

🖤✨ The Miracle Syndicate — “Dead Channel”

I said it clear — at least I thought I did
but the words caught static in the air
your eyes blinked left like I’d disappeared
and the silence said you were never there

I played your message in reverse
heard laughter first, then rage, then stone
I wrote my name across your breath
but all your lines came back unknown

I turned the dials, I watched the lights
I stayed up late to catch your call
but every time I found the tone
the signal dropped — then nothing showed

I said your name
Did you hear mine?
I mouthed it once
But it crossed no line

We tried to speak,
but the channel died
we tried to reach,
but the words slipped wide
your face, my voice,
all smoke and fire —
we tried to speak,
then we expired

Credits:

Nayeli Astra: Vox, Guitar
Elena Morgenstern: Backing Vox, Synths & Sequencers
Brad Astra: Programming, Percussion, Bass Guitar, Rhythm Guitar

Special Thanks:
To the ravens who guided our melodies, the universe for its endless inspiration, and to everyone who has been part of this journey. This music collection is dedicated to those who dream with their eyes open.

In Loving Memory:
To Rio, who always listened.

Recorded at:
Nude Studio · Calgary, Alberta

Artwork + Photography:
Brad Astra

Label:
Painful Records Ltd.

© 2025 The Miracle Syndicate · All rights reserved
Written and Produced by Brad Astra

Dead Channel

🖤✨ The Miracle Syndicate - "Practiced on Me"

She said I looked tired, but smiled when I spoke —
The kind of smile you offer a patient.
My coffee was cold before I noticed
That her chair had never been taken.

I tried to remember what we talked about —
But my mouth held no shape.
I wiped her lipstick off my glass,
But it was never there in the first place.

I wrote down half of a name
In the steam on the window,
But it bled down the glass
Like it didn’t want to be known.
She may have loved me —
Or just practiced it on me
In case it ever counted.

The restaurant closed and I kept sitting,
Listening for footsteps that never walked away.
A waiter asked if I was alright,
And I said I was just waiting for a mistake.

He smiled like I was joking,
The way you smile at someone you pity.
I left a tip for the absence,
Then walked home through a city
That didn’t blink when I crossed the street.

I said her name out loud —
But it wasn’t mine to say.
It sounded like someone I almost was
But lost somewhere halfway.
She may have loved me —
Or was just testing the weight
Of what a goodbye might weigh.

There are conversations we never had
That I still apologize for.
She might’ve been real,
But I kept building her
Each time she vanished more.

In the end, I forgot her face
But not the silence she taught me to hear.
And sometimes, when I pass the place —
I swear, I see her disappear.

Practiced on Me

My Fire

Anthem

🖤✨ Falada's Gate
by The Miracle Syndicate

they nailed her name to the wood
said it would help her forget
but when the wind blew
it told her—what she meant

there’s a head on the gate
with eyes she used to trust
it watches her pass
and never speaks—but must

🎶

and she braids her hair
with strands of threat
every twirl a warning
every spiral a debt

🎶

this isn’t just exile—
it’s a stage
the wall won’t peel or
she can’t contain

don’t ask if she’s lying 
she is the lie
she’s been taken to pieces
but still won’t die

the horse is dead,
but she still speaks
each step is her
becoming weak

no crown
no name
no right to mourn
just the sound
of who she was
torn

Falada’s Gate

Your Problem

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Say, can you hear 
Is there a meaning to your grief? 
Where there is pain 
You see grace 
As if sacrifice 
Was meaningful end in itself 
Your trial and error is error and error 

Staying at the end of a hallway 
Dozens of doors you never tried to open 
Narrow vision, you’re the scapegoat 
You fix things that have never been 

Hoping for your turn 
All the basement stories you heard 
Waiting for the world 
To bend around you 

You’re self-absorbed 
Raving about your cryptic ways 
Aren’t willing to change 
Old grudges 

Staying at the end of a hallway 
Dozens of doors you never tried to open 
Narrow vision, you’re the scapegoat 
You fix things that have never been 

Staying at the end of a hallway 
Dozens of doors you never tried to open 
Narrow vision, you’re the scapegoat 
You fix things that have never been broken 

Waiting for the world 
To bend around you

Say, can you hear

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New metalcore fusion album coming up (released over the next days: "Free Radicals" 
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