The Secret of the Future (2005)
You can clearly hear the gothic rock influence in this song. The slow and dramatic build is what makes „The Secret of the Future“ another hidden favourite. Same as „Seven Days to Live“ I imagined a dark mezzosoprano, but did not find the perfect voice for years. Writing the lyrics was very tough. No matter how often I listened to that song, my pages remained blank. I am currently working on a new version of it.

Nadine de Macedo: composition, arrangement, synthesizer, piano, programming, production
Picture: Pixabay

This song is part of my b-side album "Electro Static"
https://too.fm/ndm-electro-static
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com/album/electro-static

Where to find us:
https://www.youtube.com/@nadinedemacedo
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com

Electro Static

The Secret of the Future

Wake up!

Well , he's a very naughty young man , but his dad will forgive him anything , and will always be his shield . Maybe he'll grow up and stop being stupid , maybe not , but it's only a made up story so who the hell cares anyway , I do hope you like it !
This song competition me and Kim are in seems to be going on forever , please vote for us
http://hofa-contest.com/song/19226/
Next up is a belter from me and Gaz , and real drummer Ken  oooo !
Loads to come after that , this year is going by so quickly , it'll be Xmas before you can say " Too expensive ! "
Me and Charlotte's album still needs more plays , give it a whirl when you have some spare time .
Links are below . Thank you everyone for listening
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

The Shield

This song is my raw reaction to watching the government and the Supreme Court quietly dismantle the Department of Education right in front of us. I wrote it out of anger and heartbreak as I watched thousands of workers get laid off, civil‑rights offices gutted, and essential programs for kids, students, and families stripped away—all without explanation, just a single shadow‑docket ruling that lets Trump tear it all down. It’s about the frustration of seeing our institutions hollowed out in silence, the fear of what happens when the safeguards we rely on are shredded, and the determination to rise up and refuse to be dismantled along with them. It’s my way of screaming that we see what’s happening, we won’t stay silent, and we will fight to take our country back. 

https://thinkbigpicture.substack.com/p/scotus-shadow-docket-education-department
https://www.tumblr.com/justinspoliticalcorner/789250085182636032/dismantling-it-all-with-a-whisper


LYRICS: 

[Intro]
They burn it down… in silence… while you try to listen… 

[Verse 1] 
The Court moves in shadows,
They let the flames run wild—
Unsigned and unexplained,
While they snuff out the child.
A one-line black-box order,
Scorched by what can’t be seen—
It’s a stealthy obliteration,
Ripping out belief in dreams. 

[Chorus 1] 
You say “just a whisper,”
But we hear the roar—
They’re tearing down the pillars,
Leaving shattered floors.
Rights flicker in the darkness,
In the hush of this decay—
They’re dismantling it all,
But in silence they betray. 

[Verse 2]
Lines slice through the pages,
Pink slips delivered cold—
Thousand-plus souls gone missing,
Stories left untold.
They gutted civil-rights teams,
Ripped IDEA from the floor—
Removed the voices that guide us,
Kicked wide education’s door. 

[Chorus 2]
Half the workforce gone—
A department left to die,
They whisper “power to the States,”
As the children cry.
But Congress made that whole thing,
Gave teeth and gave a voice—
They’re shredding what’s sacred,
And you’ve got no choice? 

[Bridge] 
Mass terror at the threshold,
You think they’ll stand and say:
“No, not in our name!”
But SCOTUS just gave it away.
No reasoning, no court knights—
Just a shrug, a blink…
They handed over the torch,
Now watch institutions shrink. 

[Verse 3] 
They’re transferring student loans,
To the Treasury’s locked cages—
DEI snuffed in Justice halls,
Righteous rage on stages.
“Unitary executive?”
A dog whistle in the night—
A precedent for prejudice,
Broken bones of oversight. 

[Chorus 3]
We are the collapse…
In bureaucratic decay—
A shadow-scorched republic,
As they take it away.
You wanted small government—
Now watch the vacuum grow—
No safety net of meaning,
In the schools we’ll never know. 

[Breakdown] 
Congress wrote the blueprint,
For accessibility and aid—
But they gutted the civil-rights wings,
Olympians dismayed.
They struck at bilingual programs,
Shoved special kids aside—
Ignoring every parent’s plea,
Erased every genuine guide.
They took student-aid lifelines—
Threatened forty-three million—
But the Court pronounced it legal…
Now the system’s spinning. 

[Final Chorus] 
We hear your whispers—
But we’ll amplify the roar—
From the classrooms and the offices—
We’ll demand restore.
This is our country—
Not your kingdom to destroy—
We’ll build beyond the rubble,
Reclaim what you decoy. 

[Outro] 
Whisper all you want…
We’ll speak it loud—
We’ll speak it proud…
They can’t dismantle us.

Dismantling It All With a Whisper

This song is a haunting exposé set against the backdrop of Donald Trump’s carefully staged wedding — where flashbulbs masked the truth and Epstein lingered just out of frame. I wrote it to confront the disturbing friendship Trump has worked so hard to erase, the smiles and guest lists that history now reexamines with chilling clarity. It’s about the ghosts he pretends not to know, the evidence hidden in plain sight, and the way denial can’t cleanse the rot beneath the glamour. No golden tower, no velvet rope, no lawsuit can silence the truth forever — because every photo still bleeds… in the frame.

https://www.comicsands.com/trump-epstein-wedding


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
Flashbulbs lie, they never told
A shadow walked where secrets grow
In white and gold, the Plaza’s glow
You smiled for cameras you now disown
A ghost in the corner of your perfect day
History whispers in black-and-gray

[Pre-Chorus]
Silent names on the velvet rope
Dancing with devils in fur and hope

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Verse 2]
He signed his name in the wedding night
A phantom grin in the camera light
Paper trails, a burning lie
No golden tower can scrape the sky
The tapes resurface, the headlines bite
Your skeletons waltz in the morning light

[Pre-Chorus]
Silent names on the velvet rope
Dancing with devils in fur and hope

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Verse 3]
Denials rise like smoke and ash
You sue the mirror for looking back
Every doodle, every card
Is evidence carved in a guilty heart
History waits in the courthouse hall
Your friends don’t answer when justice calls

[Bridge]
Shutter clicks like a guillotine
Memory sharp as a crime scene
What you buried now takes flight
Every photo frame testifies tonight

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Outro]
Flashbulbs fade, but the ghosts remain
Every wedding bell tolls your name
Your guest list bleeds… in the frame

The Guest List (Buried in the Photos)

This song is my unapologetic dive into one of Palm Beach’s most infamous betrayals—how Trump double-crossed Epstein over a 2004 mansion deal, using shady money, Russian oligarch ties, & calculated silence to pull it off. It traces the $40 million flip that shattered their friendship, the threats & secrets that followed, & the suspicion that Trump set the wheels in motion for Epstein’s downfall. It’s about greed, power, & how betrayal leaves ghosts—because in the end, no one was innocent, and every choice had a price.


LYRICS: 

[Intro ]
They burn it down—in silence…
A house—a pool—a friendship…
Forty million reasons to never trust your friends

[Verse 1]
Palm Beach, 2004, the sun’s a golden knife
Jeffrey walks the mansion grounds, thinking this is life
Thirty-six million bid—he’s the king of the night
Shows his friend Donald, “Help me move the pool, all right?” 

But the snake is coiled in a suit & a tie
Donald walks the halls, sees the ocean in his eye
Next day—forty million, out of nowhere, no goodbye
Jeffrey seethes, feels the knife twist deep inside 

He knew the math—Trump was broke in the game
Scattered debts, no forty million to his name
Then whispers of a Russian man, Rybolovlev fame
Money laundering shadows, different rules, same shame 

[Pre-Chorus]
Betrayal tastes like salt on a stolen breeze
Red flags rising in the Florida keys
They built their empires on sand & disease
And one by one—they all will bleed 

[Chorus]
Drop the dime!
Maison of shadows, sold to the highest crime
Forty million ghosts in the dead of time
Palm trees hide the truth & the slime
Epstein swore Trump would pay for his crime 

[Verse 2]
He lost the house, but worse, he lost his face
A real estate betrayal, the ultimate disgrace
Threats in the night—lawsuits in his case
“I’ll go to the press, tell the world what you erase!” 

Donald panics, heart pounding like a snare
Epstein knew he’d been there, seen the girls everywhere
For years at the parties, in the gilded lair
He was fully acquainted—don’t you dare declare 

Jeffrey said it to his dying day, in his cell
“It was Trump who dropped the dime, sent me to hell”
From Paris to Jersey, private jet farewell
Teterboro cuffs, the start of his final bell 

[Bridge 1]
The house that greed built… washed in the tide
The pool you wanted—became your divide
A friend is a shadow—until the sun slides
Into handcuffs & headlines—no place to hide

[Verse 3]
Three weeks after Wolff put the story in his book
Epstein read the words & knew the hook
Called the writer, voice shaking, “Did I say too much?”
Three weeks later—steel bracelets, ice-cold touch 

Trump spins his story, years down the line
Says Epstein stole employees, including Virginia’s shine
But the timelines clash like a jagged spine
2004 was the house, not the spa, stop the lie 

Red flags everywhere—Russian cash on the sand
Flip a mansion for 95 mil, ain’t that grand?
Epstein felt the knife, betrayal’s cruel hand
A king of secrets drowned by his own quicksand 

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Money in the walls…
Ghosts in the halls…
Palm trees whisper…
Who made the call? 

[Chorus]
Drop the dime!
Maison of shadows, bought with another man’s crime
40 million questions echo in rhyme
Epstein swore Trump would pay in time
Betrayal is a bell that will always chime 

[Bridge 2]
Palm Beach remembers
Maison de L’Amitié
Your empire floats on whispers & foreign pay
One man in Paris—reads his last mistake
Another man smiles—as the ground starts to quake 

[Final Verse]
He thought he was untouchable, a god on a throne
But gods fall harder when they stand alone
The mansion is gone, the truth overthrown
And every friend you betray becomes a gravestone 

Epstein’s ghost lingers in the Palm Beach tide
Wolff holds the secrets that the courts denied
A Russian oligarch’s cash laundered worldwide
And a President hiding from the things he supplied 

[Outro]
In the Maison of shadows
No one is innocent
Not the bidder
Not the friend
Not the man who drops the dime. 

…It’s all just biden time.

Maison of Shadows (Drop the Dime)

Freedom Pad (2025)

Paseando por París

Es un placer poder vivir
la sensación que da París
de infinita luz y de sensualidad.

Ves claro lo que un día fue
lo que palpita en sus cafés
en sus museos y en su gran libertad.

Estribillo

Al caer la tarde mueve brisa
que acaricia tu bella sonrisa
y que nos da un soplo de felicidad.

Vamos paseando junto al Sena
escoltados por la luna llena
y el rumor del agua nos regala paz.

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Puedes gozar al observar
cualquier rincón de la ciudad
pues te asombrará y te atrapará.

Estribillo

Strolling through Paris

It's a pleasure to experience
the feeling that Paris gives
of infinite light and sensuality.

You see clearly what once was
what throbs in its cafes
in its museums and in its great freedom.

Chorus

As evening falls, a breeze moves
that caresses your beautiful smile
and gives us a breath of happiness.

We stroll along the Seine
escorted by the full moon
and the murmur of the water gives us peace.

-------------------------

You can enjoy observing
any corner of the city
because it will amaze you and captivate you.

Chorus

Paseando por París AC

Dance Techno EDM Sas style Lyrics
Song by Sas 

[Verse]
You say my name
 like it’s made of gold, gold
But your touch feels
 like it’s grown so cold, so cold 
I gave you my fire
You fed it with ice
Now every kiss feels like rolling dice
[Prechorus]
One minute I’m your light
The next
I’m out of sight
[Chorus] 
I can flick the switch, the switch, 
 from love to hate
You can have me,
 but you can lose me just as quick, just as quick 
You hold the flame
You tempt the fate
But I can flick the switch
I can flick the switch
[Verse 2]
Your words are sugar
 with a bitter sting
A puppet's dance on a fraying string
I saw the stars
 when you lit the spark
But now I’m stumbling
 through the dark
[Prechorus]
One step
I’m on the line
Next step
It’s no longer mine
[Chorus]
I can flick the switch
 from love to hate, hate
You can have me
 but you can lose me just as quick, yes you can
You hold the flame
You tempt the fate, don’t tempt me 
But I can flick the switch
I can flick the switch.

Oops, I just flicked the switch.

αντίο.

I_Can_Flick_The_Switch

Tokyo

Songwriting has been a lifelong passion for me, dating back to elementary school when I first began crafting stories, poems, and eventually lyrics. As a former drummer in various bands, I always relied on others to bring my words to life musically. However, after a long hiatus from drumming, I decided to take the leap and learn to compose music to accompany my lyrics. Through classes and dedication, I've embarked on a new journey, breathing fresh life into old lyrics and penning new ones. You'll find a mix of older and newer works here, for the lyrics. 

Music has been a part of me for as long as I can remember. One of my earliest memories is being completely entranced by 'The Little Drummer Boy' as a very young child. There was something about the rhythm and the melody that just captivated me. I must have played it a thousand times, wearing the record out, and from that moment on, I was hooked. I knew I wanted to be a drummer and to create that magic for others. 

But I was too young then, and of course, I couldn't afford a drum set just yet. So, I turned to writing as a way to express myself. As I mentioned above, I started with stories, then poems, and eventually, lyrics. I found that writing was not only a way to tap into my creativity, but also a way to process my emotions and experiences. 

As I grew older, my love for music only deepened. I realized that music has this incredible power to transport us to different times and places, to evoke emotions and memories that we thought were long forgotten. It's a universal language that can bring people together like nothing else can. 

For me, writing lyrics is a cathartic experience. It's a way for me to tap into my emotions, to process the world around me, and to create something that I hope will resonate with others. And when I hear my words come to life in a song, it's truly magical. It's a feeling that never gets old, and it's what keeps me coming back to music time and time again. 

I love many genres of music and artists of many genres. And if you listen to some of my songs, you will find that I like to make songs of different genres as well as mix different genres into each song. One of my all-time favorite bands is Evanescence, and I have made a lot of songs where I have tried my best to emulate that sound. 

Now, I have recently started experimenting with new sounds. I never heard of glitch beats before I took music classes, and now I'm fascinated with the sound, so I have been experimenting with glitch beats recently. 

I hope you enjoy some of my songs. And thanks so much to everyone who has been listening so far. I truly appreciate it. I welcome constructive feedback to help me grow as an artist, and I appreciate your support. ❤️

BTW if you follow me, I will ALWAYS follow back. If I like your music, I will follow you, but if you don't follow me back within a week or so I will probably unfollow. The same goes with when I see someone listening to my music, I WILL follow, however, if they don't follow me back within a week or so, I'll unfollow, because I'd like to even out my follows versus followers numbers. I'm following way more than I'm being followed back. 😢 Hope that makes sense? 😘













Dismantling It All With a Whisper

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