Name: Gliding Breeze by Maretha in Relaxing Chillaxin
Duration: 2 min 57 s
Description: Just glide by the breeze and enjoy the ride.

Very nice instrumental love it, keep up the good work 🤩

Relaxing Chillaxin

This track is about the desire of mankind to have power over others.

The wicked will continue
To have their way
If the righteous are sleeping
And have nothing to say
They push and shove
And spit in your face
All of our lives
They want to deface

But the greatest among us
Are silent and strong
Our warriors and soldiers
Won't be silent for long
Someone is behind 
These minions of fear
They want our freedom
That we hold so dear

Gold's not enough
Their stomachs are sour
They must drink our blood
Hour by hour
By hour
By hour
By hour
Its all about Power Power
Its all about Power Power
Its all about Power Power
Its all about
Power
Power
Power
Power

Our leaders have filled
Their pockets with gold
They pride themselves
On the power they hold
But they are just tiny fish
In a giant sea
The Ocean has much bigger
Monsters than these

The giants lurk deep
Beyond our sight
Planning our destruction
Both day and night
It could be just one
But it is likely many
Powerful creatures 
And what they have is plenty

But it is not enough
For these ravenous beasts
They need to control
Those that are least
They are foolish in their quest
To control our freedom
Because the poor in spirit
Will inherit the kingdom

Gold's not enough
Their stomachs are sour
They must drink our blood
Hour by hour
By hour
By hour
By hour
Its all about Power Power
Its all about Power Power
Its all about Power Power
Its all about
Power
Power
Power
Power

The Lamb of God
Will become the Lion
He'll devour the beast
And take us to Zion

Power - The Lamb Of God

it's a merry Christmas song to all of you
To our friends and family

Drew Movi - Merry Christmas,feat Davzee

Nitroglycerine

Just glide by the breeze and enjoy the ride.

Gliding Breeze

Different Worlds

Neon Heaven

Fraend new EP "CAMBIAMENTI" bring a new sound for him. Experimenting from antipop,bouncy pop tunes and alternative in the productions. The main question is: "are changes enough to elevate your life?"
"RESPIRA" is produced by McX
"Luci Rosse" is produced by Reflectionz
"sentimenti morti" is produced by IOF

CAMBIAMENTI

A un passo

A Un Passo

Jussi and Natasha arrived at the studio first and were just setting up when Jussi started playing the intro to "Lipstick and Ash " and Natasha began to fill out the strings.

By the time the rest of the band arrived the idea was pretty well formed and the song, cinematic post rock, is unusual as the drums and bass only feature for 8 bars, the rest being strings and guitar.

Laxá & Heima Kvartett are:
Jussi Siglarson - Guitar
Bjarne Guðjohnsen - Bass
Matthias Helguson - Drums
Mike Taylor - Keyboards
Lisbeth Heima - Violin
Sif Árnadóttir - Violin
Natasha Guðmundsdóttir - Viola
Ída Sigurðardóttir - Cello

Lipstick and Ash by Laxá -  Alternative Rock | Post Rock

Back in buisness with Lo-fi vibes.
Hope you'll enjoy the vibes
Peace

Morpheus arms

Morpheus Arms #1

This instrumental track could be considered ambient or chillwave. It taps into retro vibes and somehow gives me the nostalgia of the early 90s, a time before technology completely took off and things were more hopeful.

Chillfest

All my dreams...
Are wrapped up in the wildest schemes.
A couple of ecstasy and a bottle of rum.
And, oh my days.
I'm never gonna leave this place.
Not even in lost disgrace.
I'll never get home.

This town floats by...
With many a prying spy.
The awkwardest of evil eyes.
But, the knives are out blunt.
Oh, I decry your sanity.
I missed out on all of the gravity.
I couldn't stand your rabbiting on.

All my dreams...
Contain the briefest glance at things.
The drabbest colours you could think of conjuring up.
And all the ways are blocked by blockers. 
People chase. 
The loudest knockers always win.
They won't let you in.

This town floats by...
The smack rats outside of the cafe cry,
and join the seaguls.
In the night, the noise carries on.
Oh, I despise your brevity.
Fake eye spy.
What was left for me?
A bitter lonely walk.
Towards your home.

All my dreams...
Will not amount to hills of beans.
The scales are tipping toward the mean.
Seems gravity won.
And, oh my days 
Can't even think of trying to place.
A donkey in a first-class race.
I'll never get home.

This town floats by...
The summer wards off evil eyes.
A vestibule, in which resides.
This place we belong.
Oh, I despise your currency.
Take away all of your love for me.
All that's left is...
This bottle of rum.

This bottle of rum.

All My Dreams

Free

Latest edition to the "In My Sleep" project by Darrell P

Love Me Back

DrJan3 - FINAL DRAFT

Prod. ILL KAY

Lyrics 

Yea I got motion 
Yea I got mo shit 
Yea I be floating 
Yea I stay tokin 

Yea I got motion 
Yea I got mo shit 
Yea I be floating 
Yea I stay tokin 



Yea I got motion 
Yea I be floating 
Yea I stay tokin 
Yea I stay flowing 

Everyday every night I’m on my shit 
What you say wanna fight stupid lil bitch 
No fade no light now you call it quits 
You hate no delight don’t try and dip 


He said “Shots for the boy still -”
J dog all I hear is fables 
You sneak dissin under the table 
I drop names even when it’s playable 

How you go from rappin like a g 
To singing bout a bitch crying to sleep
Yea ik you got a strap and you draw too clean 
I hear you ain’t shooting but it still got a beam 

Now Ima move on to the next scene 
Cuz this ain’t a diss bout one but the amount of a team 
And this part directed to my boy Dee 
Oh wait my bad I’m sorry 

I know you might be a girl now cuz of kinyans sloppy 
Or maybe even Shockley’s 
all three of you are bitches always on to knees 
Cuz all you three do is beg and plead 


Yea I got motion 
Yea I be floating 
Yea I stay tokin 
Yea I stay flowing 

Everyday every night I’m on my shit 
What you say wanna fight stupid lil bitch 
No fade no light now you call it quits 
You hate no delight don’t try and dip 


I ain’t worried bout no money 
You be talking you be talking real funny 
But hey kinyan let me say something 
When I wanted money I went and I made it 

Every time I flipped a pak you said lame shit 
You didn’t want money you just wanted to be lame, shit 
Well now I see I see you just so basic 
Thinking you hard and a gangsta 

But when I’d square up you’d turn to a praiser 
Begging and pleading for me not to fade ya 
You complained every time I’d have a bitch laid up 
I don’t know if you was just jealous or you gay 

out of every one you should know I don’t play 
Hop out on your block wit a chop let it spray 
Get high get waste so they have some to hate 
So much green to the face stacked so high you can only chase 

Kinyan you a bitch wit everyone in yo clique 
Dee had to hit that FaceTime just to talk some shit 
Shockley seen me in his whip I watched him flip a bitch
Y’all claim y’all hard well you know where I live 

But non y’all pull up cuz I guess you want to live 
J dog The only person who got my respect in this shit
And that’s cuz I know he got real beef from when we were kids 
Even tho it was over some honest bullshit

FINAL DRAFT

In What World

Free To Think

Mosquito Bite

Maretha Coetzee a South African born singer, song writer, composer, and producer, working as an independent DIY musician. Maretha Coetzee tells stories in her heartfelt Ballads of events that is important to her. The passion for creating music started a long time ago and with grit and determination the journey has come a full circle with the creation of emotion and passion into Ballads, instrumental and EDM works that speaks to the heart.

Gliding Breeze

Maretha

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