When winning is the only thing, you already lost something.
A cinematic glitch-track about pressure, ego, and why the grind hits different when no one’s watching.

Life’s Just a Game

Broken Soul

Temple of Echoes ⛩️🔊

This is completely 100 percent original lyrics and words. No AI influence, help or creating of any part of the lyrics and words and the layout of the way it's sang.

this is a personal expression of mysElf this track is like a storytelling folk/tribal song almost like a dark folk trance. shamanic and very tribal. Inspired by Norse dark folk music


I did use the help of suno AI to make the music and beats and although it was difficult finally got it sounding how I wanted. And it mimiced my voice (because I dont have the sound studio equipment yet!

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~It was a Spark in the Dark ~

Heute sind wir wieder bumsbar

Low fire, long breath.
Athanor hums in the chest.
Lampblack lungs, winter tongue,
watch the ash confess.

Solvet, softly,
Coagula blaze, but a patient kiln.
Soot to soap, guilt to lye,
let the cleansing in.

Soot marks the places my silence slept,
coal script under ribs where the frost was kept.
Old heat folded in iron skin,
a forge remembers where it’s been.
Salt is witness, smoke is vow,
mercury moves like a now within now.
I don’t beg the dark to go, I bid it melt,
stir the slag of what I felt.
Fuligo, fulcrum; pressure, poise,
quiet labor, fewer noise.
Not thunder, not spectacle, just breath and heat,
iron snow falling on the street.
Burn what you bore; smelt it to light,
fold and refold till temper is right.
Quench the blade in the truth you own:
if it cuts, it’s grown.

Through the sootfold I go, slow,
hands black, but the pulse aglow.
Little by little the soul will know:
even the dark can snow.

Sot and snow, let the heart lay low,
eira on the coal till the embers glow.
Sot and snow, slow bright, slow true,
from gloom to goleuni, I’m coming through.

I sift old names like cinders in a pan,
keep what warms, let go what never ran.
The bright melt hums where the chill once fed,
a whisper rising through what’s dead.
Alembic patience, drip by drip,
habit unthreads, old skin slips.
I unlearn the metal that loves my rust,
oil the hinge of a stubborn trust.
The sootfold taught me to hold the weight,
the dawngrain whispers: wait, just wait.
Heartfire flickers like straw in sun,
you don’t rush what must be done.
Not a sainted shine, not a spotless hymn,
just clean enough to begin again.

Lampblack to ink, ink to oath,
oath to breath, breath to growth.

Snow on the forge, and the hiss says stay,
every flake is a way to pray.
Not for a miracle, only a field,
where ash turns soil and the soil can yield.

Sot and snow, let the heart lay low,
eira on the coal till the embers glow.
Sot and snow, slow bright, slow true,
from gloom to goleuni, I’m coming through.

No crown, no stone, just knuckles and tone,
a steady metronome of bone on bone.
Burn what you bore, smelt it to light,
carry the small flame into night.
When the breath shows white and the road is thin,
open the door and walk back in.

Soot to soap.
Snow to hope.
Hand to heart.
Start.

sot and snow

“Dreams Beneath the Void” is a Lovecraftian cycle of sound — hymns to the drowned, the masked, and the blind god who dreams the universe into being. Three tracks exploring oceanic abyss, crawling chaos, and the cosmic sleep that unravels all. Listen close, before the void awakens.

Drowned in the Deep

Lyrics:

[Verse]
Well I feel like I'm livin' on the outside
I never even had a chance
'Cause it's hard when your whole world is burnin' down
And you ain't even tried to light a match

[Chorus]
Oh I guess it's easy when you're lookin' at the other side
Yeah I guess it doesn't matter if you try
If you try
Yeah it doesn't really matter
If you try

[Verse 2]
All my friends say
"You're better off without her
And that's just how the story goes"
Well if that's true
Why's it hard to move on?
If I was wrong
Why am I the one alone?

[Chorus]
Oh I guess it's easy when you're lookin' at the other side
Yeah I guess it doesn't matter if you try
If you try
Yeah it doesn't really matter
If you try
[Bridge]
And they say
"That's just the way it goes
Yeah it's all out of your control
There's no need to go and sell your soul"
And I say
"Leave me alone"
I said
"Leave me alone"


Leave Me Alone

[Intro]
Counted hundreds till my fingers went numb,
Now I’m stackin’ thousands, watch the commas come.
No more pocket change, I’m thinkin’ bigger plates,
Every move I make got a million-dollar taste.

Got tired of scraps, now I feast with kings,
Talkin’ four-digit stacks, gold on my rings.
No more dreamin’, this that real cash climb,
Fuck C-notes, I’m chasin’ T-notes this time.

[Verse 1]
Used to stretch a hundred like it’s holy bread,
Now a thousand drop quick when I make my bed.
Didn’t sell my soul, just sold my pain,
Flipped every scar into profit gain.

They still brag on blue faces in stacks,
I’m talkin’ five grand flips, no cap.
Bossed up from the mud to the glass sky view,
My hustle loud, what the struggle couldn’t do.

Every long night turned into ten racks,
Turned ambition into platinum plaques.
Was dreamin’ small, now I think global,
T-note hustle, empire total.

[Chorus]
Fuck C-notes, I’m chasin’ T-notes,
Thousands on the line, I’m in beast mode.
Every sunrise means I reload,
Stackin’ dreams till the bankroll explode.

Fuck C-notes, I’m chasin’ T-notes,
Talkin’ commas, not crumbs, on this road.
Ain’t no limit when the drive’s that cold,
Big money vision, big heart bold.

[Verse 2 – Real Talk from the Grind]
They was laughin’ when I saved my change,
Now I drop thousands just to rearrange.
New whips, new cribs, but I keep it real,
‘Cause the pain made me sharper than steel.

I remember the nights eatin’ out the can,
Now we toast champagne, still feedin’ my fam.
Every dollar I make got a story of blood,
Of faith, betrayal, and what I rose above.

They still think hustle means flashin’ gold,
I define hustle as self-control.
A thousand ain’t much if you waste your soul,
So I stack for peace, not for show.

[Bridge]
I seen friends die for a lil’ blue bill,
Now I chase stacks that can heal and build.
Invested in time, put my heart in grind,
Now every T-note carry my design.

You can feel my hunger in the bassline low,
I don’t chase fame, I chase control.
Every move I make got a purpose sign,
Fuck C-notes, I’m chasin’ T-notes for life.

[Chorus]
Fuck C-notes, I’m chasin’ T-notes,
Thousands on the line, I’m in beast mode.
Every sunrise means I reload,
Stackin’ dreams till the bankroll explode.

Fuck C-notes, I’m chasin’ T-notes,
Talkin’ commas, not crumbs, on this road.
Ain’t no limit when the drive’s that cold,
Big money vision, big heart bold.

[Verse 3]
Now the game don’t own me, I own it back,
Turned my trauma to trophies, that’s facts.
Every ten K made is a chapter closed,
From the pain I planted, empire rose.

No more countin’ singles in a broke down crib,
Now it’s duffle bags heavy, talkin’ business bids.
Could’ve sold out, nah, I built up,
Loyalty rich, and my spirit up.

See, I don’t chase money just for greed,
I chase thousands ‘cause my people need.
I feed my fam, my block, my team,
T-notes buyin’ back our dreams.

[Bridge 2]
They see flex, I see survival.
They see luxury, I see revival.
Every thousand earned, I give back twice,
‘Cause I been that kid who gambled life.

So when you see me stackin’ those T-notes,
Just know I earned that shit from the cold.
This ain’t luck, this legacy mode,
From the gutter straight to the globe.

[Final Chorus]
Fuck C-notes, I’m chasin’ T-notes,
Thousands on the line, I’m in beast mode.
Every sunrise means I reload,
Stackin’ dreams till the bankroll explode.

Fuck C-notes, I’m chasin’ T-notes,
Every move I make, it shows.
Built this life on blood and goals,
Now I shine like a diamond in gold.

[Outro]
From hundreds to thousands, that’s the climb,
From broke to boss, from pain to prime.
They can keep their C-notes, I want more,
T-notes bustin’ through my door.

Count blessings, not just bills, that’s me,
From the trap to the throne, still free.
Ain’t no ceiling for the ones who grow,
Fuck C-notes, I’m chasin’ T-notes fo’ sho’.

Chase Dem’ T-Notes


I've been walking through the shadows most my life
Seen things that would make angels close their eyes
Then you came through my door like morning light
With your barefoot dancing and your easy smile

I don't deserve the way you look at me
Like I'm worth saving, like I'm meant to be
Something better than the man I've been
You make me want to start all over again

You laugh at my jokes that ain't even funny
You see something good in me I never could
Your hair falls like rain when you're above me
And for the first time, I feel understood

I've been walking through the shadows most my life
Seen things that would make angels close their eyes
Then you came through my door like morning light
With your barefoot dancing and your easy smile

I don't deserve the way you look at me
Like I'm worth saving, like I'm meant to be
Something better than the man I've been
You make me want to start all over again

You laugh at my jokes that ain't even funny
You see something good in me I never could
Your hair falls like rain when you're above me
And for the first time, I feel understood

Wildflower girl, growing through the cracks 
Where nothing beautiful should survive 
You bloomed anyway, despite it all 
And somehow kept this fool alive

The world outside is cruel and cold and mean
But you're sleeping next to me so still and sweet
Your breath like a prayer to an unknown God
You're the only honest thing I'll ever keep

I don't deserve the way you look at me
Like I'm worth saving, like I'm meant to be
Something better than the man I've been
You make me want to start all over again

Wildflower girl, growing through the cracks 
Where nothing beautiful should survive 
You bloomed anyway, despite it all 
And somehow kept this fool alive


Wild Flower Girl

lush is a story about falling in love so deeply that it stops feeling like love and starts turning into an obsession. the album follows the moment where passion becomes a mirror, where i lose myself inside someone else’s world. every song lives in that blur between devotion and self-destruction.

as the relationship unravels, i start questioning her beliefs, her intentions, and eventually my own sanity. i realize i’ve shrunk myself to fit something toxic, and i begin to understand that i’m better than the person this love is turning me into. i’m still in it, but i’m already imagining the version of me that walks away.

when it finally ends, i’m left with a heartbreak that’s soft, desperate, confused. i still love her. i still miss her. but i also know myself too well. i’m gonna go out, meet someone new, fall too fast again, and repeat the cycle i never learned to break.

lush is the loop of love, obsession, clarity, loss, and rebirth. it's me trying to escape a pattern i’m addicted to.

crossed paths

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Formless- true strength is flexibility, adaptability and fluidity, to be sovereign and unbound, able to shapeshift, to be present in this ever fluid eternal moment Now.

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