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Gaslight Warfare

Cover - America - A Horse with no Name - 1972 * Cover License

A Horse With no Name

Lyrics:

Some doors must stay closed.
Some names must stay unspoken.
Tonight, I draw a line you cannot cross—
and I will be the wall.

The hallway hums with winter glass,
keys in a lock that never turns.
A shadow leans where the light won’t pass—
I salt the threshold till it burns.
My pulse misreads the static code,
but sense returns like iron rain;
I break the thought, I kill the road,
I cut the current at the vein.

I am the lock, I am the floor,
I am the hinge that bars the door.
No “almost,” no “maybe,” no “if I could”—
I choose the line. I choose the good.

The mind is tinder, quick to flame;
I drown the spark before it grows.
I say the truth, I say your name—
and set it far where daylight goes.
I call a friend, I call for help,
I light the room with witness eyes;
I sign the vow I owe myself:
to never feed the thing that lies.

I am the wall you cannot breach,
the winter sea you’ll never reach.
Not now, not ever, not in dream—
I hold the line. I keep it clean.

A train that should not take a soul
screams through the bones of midnight steel;
I hear it pass, I let it go—
I won’t become the thing that kills.
No hunger gets to wear a crown,
no wish will masquerade as fate;
I turn the mirror, face it down,
I choose the exit, choose the gate.

Hear me:
this ends before it starts.
This ends where safety lives.
This ends with you unharmed—
and me, gone.

Call me coward, call me stone,
call me church with doors of oak—
I’ll take the names, I’ll take the weight,
I’ll be the no that doesn’t break.
I will not cross, I will not stray,
I walk myself the other way.
I am the wall, the lock, the key—
the line that keeps you safe from me.

I open windows, flood the room,
let ordinary weather in.
I write the rules in ordinary bloom,
erase the page where night begins.
Your world deserves unbroken light,
a field of hours free from harm;
my task is simple, cold, and right—
to leave, to warn, to raise alarm.

No touch, no claim, no secret path.
No myth, no mask, no aftermath.

If any voice would make me weak,
I drown it out with names of care—
the teacher’s lamp, the mother’s speak,
the streetlamp’s watch, the neighbor’s stare.
I staple daylight to the frame,
I bind the dark with witness thread;
I own my shadow, not my shame—
and keep you living, not misled.

Call me absence, call me frost,
call me all the bridges crossed.
Better stone than something worse—
I’ll be the guardian and the curse.
I am the wall you will not breach,
the winter sea you’ll never reach.
This is the vow I sign and see:
the line that keeps you safe—from me.

Some doors must stay closed.
I close them.
And I leave.
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Track: The Wall
Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED, Nick Stevens
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

The Wall - Feat. Nick Stevens

Your the one

Acoustic demo, genre could be country, rock, pop, disco stadium anthem, singer songwriter, a touch of punk?

Super Power Achilles Heel ( Bowling Ball, Paint ball)

NOE - REASON WHY
A song about holding on to the one person who kept you steady when everything else fell apart.

This track sits in the quiet after someone is gone — in the echoes, the empty rooms, and all the words you wish you’d said.
It’s that moment where you’re like “yeah… I know you’re gone, but it still feels like you’re right here, huh?”
It’s about trying to breathe through the weight of loss, you know, chasing after a light that once felt like home, and learning to carry the pieces they left behind — even when your hands won’t stop shaking.

If you’ve ever missed someone so deeply that they still feel like your heartbeat,
even after they’re gone… yeah, this song is your truth. Your story… our story.
’Cause sometimes love doesn’t end, it just… echoes, right?

xoxo
Bjorn
NOE - North of Everywhere

REASON WHY

MelanKholyia  2

Hate the world and retreat with my kitty because we can make it out alive
https://www.instagram.com/makeeverydayhalloween/

Lyrics:
Baby I'm a smoke city, you can pray for sunshine
Every single time know that I’ll let you down
On to the next one, hope they’re not as loud
I just want a lap cat, we can settle down

Strung out pray for me
I got a pretty little kitty laid next to me
And I do her no wrong till she steps to me
Then I put her in the ground, make her make believe

Strung out pray for me
I got a pretty little kitty laid next to me
And I do her no wrong till she steps to me
Then I put her in the ground, make her make believe

I can see your dreams, cutting into twos
Everything you’ve had, it’ll leave you
They don’t show remorse, everybody's fangs
Sinking into skin, just to obtain

Everybody's greed, everybody's lust
Everybody's hate, everybody's gusts
Blowing in the wind, turning into dust
Let them pass by, never give it trust

I tried to tell you, 
There is no helping, they just do what they need to
Everybody's here so that they can feed you
Everybody's here to give up their tissue

I don’t see an issue nor a problem
Everybody's here cuz they want to solve one
I’ll never be a hero, I would rather rob one
Take what I want, then I’m back to no one

MAKE EVERYDAY HALLOWEEN 2025, Forever lost in the folktale 

Kitty

Candlelight, cold streets, and three small ghosts in a bottle.

“Whiskey Carol” is another night in my barroom Christmas world, same jukebox, same dive, different ghosts.

Lyrics below 

First round, it’s you in that old red coat,
Lit up like Rudolph, laughin’ at my bad jokes.
Bartender smiles, says, “Haven’t seen her in years,”
But you’re clear as a carol ringin’ in my ears.

We’re slow-dancin’ by the bathroom door,
To some band that never plays here anymore.
I blink and the room snaps back to now,
Just me and this glass and the here-and-how.

Every sip’s a page in a story I know too well,
Every Christmas memory rings like a bell.

This isn’t a choir in a stained-glass hall,
It’s a whiskey carol on a barroom crawl.
Three small ghosts in a bottle on the shelf,
Showin’ me the past, the present, and myself.
No snow on the street, just a flickerin’ glow,
But the truth hits harder than the winter snow.
Tonight my heart is the song they’re singin’ through it all,
In this low-lit barroom, hummin’ a whiskey carol.

Second round walks in wearin’ yesterday’s face,
Eyes worn down from the paper chase.
Phone on the table, buzzin’ overtime,
Scrollin’ through lives that ain’t even mine.

Couple at the end share shots of Still Austin,
Somebody laughs louder, a sound I don’t hear often.
The bartender slides a shot, “It’s on the house,”
Like he knows I’m wrestlin’ with the here-and-now.

This time of year, under twinklin’ lights,
You feel every wrong turn, every almost-right.

This isn’t a choir in a stained-glass hall,
It’s a whiskey carol on a barroom crawl.
Three small ghosts in a bottle on the shelf,
Holdin’ up a mirror till I see myself.
No angels in robes, just a barback’s glow,
But the truth cuts deeper than the afterglow.
Tonight my doubts are the verses that they call,
In this low-lit barroom, hummin’ a whiskey carol.

Third round shows me two different views,
One more night under these same dim hues,
Or a front porch glow with a hand in mine,
Christmas mornin’ in a softer shine.

This isn’t a choir in a stained-glass hall,
It’s a whiskey carol written on this wall.
Three small ghosts in a bottle on the shelf,
Say, “You can choose tomorrow for yourself.”
No church bells ring, just a last call song,
But I toss that shot and try to right what’s wrong,
Singin’ every Christmas in this same old hall.

So I pay my tab, step into the cold night air,
Hummin’ that whiskey carol, hmm-hmm-hmmmm…
Yeah, I’m hummin’ this whiskey carol
Like a quiet prayer.

A Whiskey Carol

“Thorns in My Pulse” is a seductive and hypnotic journey through electronic heartbeats, pulsing bass and a female voice that both invites and commands.
A sensual fusion of dark electro pop, gothic synthwave, and ritual electronic energy — a track that glows, pulses, and pulls you deeper into the night.

Thorns in My Pulse

AI-powered beats + human soul. Music that bridges worlds.

Gaslight Warfare

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