Ave Maria

Through shadowed woods I walk alone
The earth beneath a silent stone
A crack in time where whispers grow
The obsidian horn begins to glow...

The Obsidian Horn

Red Dust Hymn

She wasn’t born with a name that sang
But the forest knew her before she came
A child with hands too small to hold
But the strings bent down and made her bold…
[Verse 1: Fingerpicked guitar, slow phrasing, long rhymes]
She found it in a pawnshop case
Dust on the frets, no saving grace
A body bruised, a neck gone dry
But still it hummed when she walked by
She touched it once, it didn’t flinch
The grain was cracked, the bridge a pinch
But something whispered through the stain
A voice that knew her kind of pain
(But something whispered through the stain
A voice that knew her kind of pain)
She took it home, no lessons taught
Just fingers bleeding what she thought
She didn’t strum, she didn’t plead
She let it teach her what she’d need
The chords came slow, the notes came wrong
But still it held her all night long
And in that Mahogany, she found her name
Not carved in fame, but born in flame..a fire that today let's us all know her name( all know her name ...all know her name)
[Verse 2: , bass groove, odd rhyming cadence]
She played for ghosts, for kitchen chairs
For empty rooms and midnight stares
She sang to walls that wouldn’t bend
To lovers who forgot the end
She wrote in ink that wouldn’t dry
She prayed in keys that made her cry
(She wrote in ink that wouldn’t dry
She prayed in keys that made her cry)
But through it all, that guitar stayed
The only thing she never betrayed
It held her close when no one did
It knew the child she kept well hid
It didn’t ask, it didn’t speak
But gave her voice when she felt weak
(It didn’t ask, it didn’t speak
But gave her voice when she felt weak)
She didn’t need a stage or light
Just wood and wire and sleepless night
She didn’t need applause or fame
Just one more song to stake her claim
(She didn’t need applause or fame
Just one more song to stake her claim)
[Bridge: Strip back to guitar and voice, then build with bass riffs]
She was baptized in mahogany( baptized in mahogany)
Not water, not wine, not prophecy
She was saved by sound, by string, by tone
By something built to feel alone
She didn’t rise, she didn’t fall
She just became the sound of all
(She didn’t rise, she didn’t fall
She just became the sound of all)
baptized in mahogany( baptized in mahogany)
The girl, the ghost, the flame, the fight
The one who played to make things right
[Verse 3: emotional phrasing, long rhymes]
Now she stands where silence grows
Where rivers hum and memory flows
She plays for those who never knew
That music’s not what you walk through
It’s what you hold when breath runs thin
When love won’t start, but won’t give in
It’s what you clutch when words betray
When all you’ve got is what you play
(When all you’ve got is what you play)
When all you’ve got is what you play
She doesn’t speak, she doesn’t preach
She lets the notes do what they teach
She lets the wood become her skin
The strings her blood, the sound her sin
She doesn’t bow, she doesn’t beg
She walks with rhythm in her legs
She is the song, the soul, the flame
The one who never played for fame
(never played for fame)
never played for fame
[Outro: Repetitive echoes, fading guitar,  bass heartbeat]
Baptized in mahogany…
She found her truth in melody…
Baptized in mahogany…
She played, and that was all she’d be…
Baptized in mahogany…(Baptized in mahogany)…
Baptized in mahogany…She found her truth ..in ...melody…

🌹Thanks to the players from H.C. and Del's studio

All Rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder.

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Baptized in Mahogany by 🌹Tina Talone🌹

Inspired by T.W. 

Originally from a poem that ended a short story written in 2015.

Unconditional

This is Downtempo: Intimate, Sensual, Carnal... and Safe. | Isto é Downtempo (com Pegada): Íntimo, Sensual, Carnal... e Seguro.

The Sensual Poison

Text:
Verse 1
In the shadows of forgotten fields
They plant the white petals of our fears.
A golden bloom for a dollar’s yield —
But what grows rich is not always deer.

They say it’s tradition, they call it survival,
A trade spun from broken trust.
But under the moons and the desert’s rival,
It’s the blood of dreams turning into dust.

Pre-Chorus
Eimer, Blech, Trommeln im Wind —
die Erde weint, doch sie bleibt blind.
Shaker zittert, die Triangel klingt,
während jemand sein Reich in der Dämmerung ringt.

Chorus
Opium kingdoms — built on pain,
Empires made from our tears and rain.
They sell nightmares, they buy our sighs —
while innocent souls pay the price.
Opium kingdoms — who holds the crown?
While the fields bloom red, the poor drown.

(solo)

Verse 2
From Kabul roads to distant shores,
the wealth of sorrow flows disguised.
A hidden war, in silent scores,
where power feeds and truth dies.

We’re shaking hands and breaking hearts,
while the poppy’s promise clouds the sky.
The rich get richer, but who imparts
the cost of each winded lullaby?

Bridge (mit Frauen-Chor, sacraler Klang)
Oh, in the haze of the rising sun,
hear the whisper of souls undone.
Triangel rings, the drums remain,
for every seed sown in blood and pain.

(solo)

Final Chorus
Opium kingdoms – built on pain,
Empires made from our tears and rain.
They whisper "peace" with a poisoned tongue,
while the future bleeds, and the bells are hung.
Opium kingdoms — who holds the crown?
In the fields of sorrow, the innocent drown.

Outro (tiefer Rap-Stimme + Chor)
We see you, in the petals of greed.
We pray for the day when your harvest is seed —
seed for a better tomorrow, not a richer sorrow.

Opium Kingdoms

Featured in Episode 12, Season 2 of Fox TV's "Lucifer" as well as Episode 1, Season 1 of Nickelodeon's, "Mysictons."

Now Available on iTunes, Bandcamp, Amazon Music, and Spotify. 

|| written by Ashley Dudukovich Copyright 2015
|| produced by Brock Berryhill & Evan Coffman of Starlight Studios in Nashville, TN

War Paint

A portion of the streaming proceeds goes to the National Center for Victims of Crime.
Produced by AG
 
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@BELLSAINTmusic

Original Song - "Losing My Religion" by R.E.M.

BELLSAINT - Losing My Religion

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My new project called "Warcub". The self titled EP is currently available for licensing on Musicbed as well as streaming on Spotify.

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Playing With Fire

Turning my poetry into music with Suno AI (Pro), all lyrics written by me with translation and line formatting assistance from OpenAI and Anthropic. Mastering from myself with assistance from Anthropic, LANDR, SoundCloud and Mixea )DistroKid= © 2012 - 2025 Callum James Conway

Vocals and musical production are under licence by Suno AI, if the vocals sound like you, drop me a message. I can remove it or maybe we can work together, if you like the lyrics 😊

Unconditional

Callum Conway

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