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Mellow Melodies

Kensington / No Me (Live)

"Je tuerai pour toi" est une incantation passionnelle, un chant d’amour brûlant où désir et révolte s’embrasent.
Zanzara y sculpte une poésie charnelle et rageuse, où l’intimité devient un acte de survie — fragile, sacré, incandescent.
Minimaliste et vibrante, leur musique porte ce texte comme une fièvre douce et tenace, qu’on ne peut — et ne veut — faire taire.

je tuerais pour toi


I arrived, but far from what I dreamed,
The road I walked split at the seams.
I’m still, but thoughts keep drifting on—
Life and truth don’t get along.

The beauty I believed in fades,
We trade our hearts for darker games.
Betray the kids, betray the soul—
For power's fire and bitter gold.

But I’m here anyway,
With a dream I won’t betray.
Though the peace is hard to hold,
I keep walking through the cold.
Love this life, curse it too—
Find some grace in what is true.
I’m not done, I’m not afraid—
I’m here anyway.

We are too many, maybe too blind,
Fighting for what leaves us behind.
I wanna thrive outside the war,
In love, in peace, in something more.

Yeah, I’m here anyway,
With a dream I won’t betray.
Though the peace is hard to hold,
I keep walking through the cold.
Love this life, curse it too—
Find some grace in what is true.
I’m not done, I’m not afraid—
I’m here anyway.

Limited life, limited time—
But still I trust this path is mine.
The dream may change, the stars may fall,
I’ll rise again and take it all.

So I’m here anyway,
With my soul and what I say.
Every breath, a kind of grace—
In this strange and sacred place.
Love this life, curse it too—
But I’m still showing up for you.
I’m not done, I’m here to stay—
I’m here anyway.

Here Anyway

stranger

stranger (stripped)

(verse)
I love you when the sun goes down 
when the the night begins to whisper
Or when the fog lift off from all around 
and I left my guard being a firm resister
finding my own virgin magical ground

(verse)
When all the roads swishing past 
lose myself of what brought me here
the mystery of being alive 
and my past like fog disappear 

(chorus) 
When the primary colors were strong and deep
and not from experience diluted
holding on to what not worth of keep 
a darkness erased by being lucid

(verse) 
Found myself on the windowsill 
breathing the thin air of a city
not even close of being fulfilled
when the glow of the moon hit me
thinking it´s time to make a refill 

(chorus)
When the primary colors were strong and deep
and not from experience diluted 
holding on to what not worth of keep 
a darkness erased by being lucid

Primary Colors

Dust on the Wind

ALL THE WORLD IS GREY

Pool - Tiny Desk

Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein
Written, recorded and performed by Pages in Clouds 2025



Ohhhhh, the sun has turned its face away.
 beneath the shadow of Ed Gein.
his crimes too dark for the sun ,
too dark to shine.

Mother whispers in the gloom,
Hmmmmmm, her voice a sermon, her word a tomb;
Her hand is gone, yet still it guides,
Ohhhhh, it binds the soul where terror hides.

ohhhhhhhh,
the skin screams out, why oh why?
ohhhhhhh,

The rafters creak, the shadows swell,
Hmmmmmm, the house is but a shell of hell;
The walls are lined with sorrow’s skin,
Ohhhhh, no prayer can cleanse the heart within.

The graves lie open, the moonlight wanes,
Hmmmmmm, the soil still sings with broken names;
The dead are called, their silence torn,
Ohhhhh, the night gives birth to grief reborn.

O mother, cruel, eternal flame,
Hmmmmmm, he lives and dies within thy name;
Thy voice commands, thy ghostly hand,
Ohhhhh, it drives him through a haunted land.

ohhhhhhhh,
the skin screams out, why oh why?
ohhhhhhh,

The wind laments, the darkness moans,
Hmmmmmm, the sickness is kingdom, dark and lone;
A throne of dust, a crown of bone,
Ohhhhh, he walks, but never walks alone.

The stars avert their pallid eyes,
Hmmmmmm, the sky denies his hollow cries;
For sin is sown where silence weeps,
Ohhhhh, the reaper wakes, but never sleeps.

ohhhhhhhh,
the skin screams out, why oh why?
ohhhhhhh,

The village shudders, the forest knows,
Hmmmmmm, the taint of death on every rose;
No hymns may rise, no bells may ring,
Ohhhhh, beneath the shadow of Ed Gein.

ohhhhhh,

ohhhhhh,

ohhhhhh,


the skin screams out, why oh why?

PB2025


Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein

It Looked Like Rain

“Awaken Dream” drifts through the fragile space between waking and sleeping — a reflection on how modern life traps us inside a dream we no longer recognize.
Born from sleepless hours and quiet realizations, the song explores the illusion of awareness in a world built on artificial rhythm and digital light.

Blending Psychedelic Soul, Alternative Rock, and Progressive Atmospheric Rock, it carries the warmth of analog sound and the melancholy of memory. Every note feels suspended — echoing through the hollow corridors of our modern age.

🎸 Tape-saturated guitars, deep analog bass, atmospheric pads, and minimal drums weave together a cinematic soundscape that embodies the illusion of modern existence and the quiet search for awareness within it.
This is not an escape — it’s the moment you wake inside the dream.


«Awaken Dream» سفری‌ست میان بیداری و خواب — تصویری از زندگی مدرن که ما را در رویایی مصنوعی گرفتار کرده، رویایی که دیگر حتی نمی‌شناسیمش.
این قطعه در سکوتِ شب‌های بی‌خواب و لحظاتِ درک‌های پنهان شکل گرفت؛ جست‌وجویی برای آگاهی، در جهانی که با نور دیجیتال و ریتم‌های مصنوعی ساخته شده است.

ترک ترکیبی‌ست از Psychedelic Soul، Alternative Rock و Progressive Atmospheric Rock؛ با صدایی گرم و آنالوگ، و حس مالیخولیاییِ خاطراتِ دور. هر نت، چون پژواکی معلق است در راهروهای تهیِ عصرِ مدرن.

🎸 گیتارهای اشباع‌شده از نوار، بیس عمیق و آنالوگ، پدهای اتمسفریک و درام‌های مینیمال، فضایی سینمایی می‌سازند که توهمِ زیستنِ مدرن و جست‌وجوی آرامِ آگاهی درون آن را بازتاب می‌دهد.

این قطعه فرار نیست — لحظه‌ای‌ست که درونِ خواب بیدار می‌شوی.



Lyric:
Drifting alone through the shadowed night
Don’t wake
The stars fall like light

Whispers of questions and fleeting dreams
Glow soft
And vanish unseen

Searching for answers in endless dark
So still
The voices depart

Broken beliefs and the weight of time
So deep
Yeah! silence I know


They breathe through the wires, in silent connection 
So close, But fading inside))
Empty and fragile, the stairway of meaning
we climb...



One last dawn
Tired of the visions 
the hollow revisions
Why do we fall?
why do we hide?
Born into light
yet the shadows
remain in our hearts


Drifting alone through the shadowed night
Don’t wake
The stars fall like light

They breathe through the wires, in silent connection
So close, But fading inside
Empty and fragile, the stairway of meaning
we climb.



Awaken Dream

Can't Help Falling in Love

U turn (lili)

If you wanna - Alexey Lisin

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AnnenMayKantereit x Parcels - Can't Get You Out Of My Head

Hi, I’m excited to tell you that you can now order my new EP on vinyl or CD:

Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein — EP

Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein

She Eats the Flies

A Mourning Hymn

A Lonely Lullaby



All songs written, recorded,
and performed by Pages in Clouds, 2025.

“Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein” is the haunting new EP from Pages in Clouds, weaving atmospheric darkness with piercing emotional weight. Across four tracks—Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein, She Eats the Flies, A Mourning Hymn, and A Lonely Lullaby—the EP drifts between eerie storytelling and melancholic reflection. With its blend of raw ambiance and intimate songwriting, this release marks one of Pages in Clouds’ most evocative works to date.

All songs written, recorded, and performed by Pages in Clouds, 2025.

https://elasticstage.com/beneaththeshadowofedgeinep/releases/beneath-the-shadow-of-ed-gein-singleep

My music is movement — shifting moods, shifting energy. I don’t want to be predictable. Life isn’t.

I create from both light and dark — both are real. That tension fuels me.

No genre walls. Each song leads, I follow. Raw or calm — just honest.

There’s a voice in me that pushes me to share fast, without waiting for approval. I’m just the channel — the vessel.

If people connect, even for a moment — that’s the point.

connection. emotion. truth.
—Patrick
Pages in Clouds

Beneath the Shadow of Ed Gein

PAGES IN CLOUDS

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