"Judgement Day" - is a progressive rock, alternative. folk. pop track with alternative influences, featuring vocals, electric guitars x 3, piano, effects, electric bass, acoustic drum set and other percussion instruments,
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Vocals : Azar Breakey
Written, produced, performed, recorded, programmed & arranged by Azar Breakey of Spirit Sound Innovators

Lyrics:

Judgement Day

Verse 1

Do you ever think about?
The time it takes to work things out.
I’m talking about the ins and the outs.
The pros and the cons
And the wrongs and the rights
Could be black or white.
Could Muslim or Jew
Could be a beggar or a king.
Could be me or you.
Could be a poor man sleeping on the parliament steps.
Or a politician 
In his limousine
Or perhaps even 
A captain of a navy submarine 
Riding the waves  
What’s on the menu today.
Could be Caviar.
Or fresh soul
Or lobster if you like.
And according to the time
Theres still room for one of uncle Sams Brazilian cigars.
Before we blow away
 The target of the day 
Oh and don’t worry 
We completely out of range
We’ll be home tonight.
Warm in bed with the wife
 And when tomorrow comes.
We’ll be sipping martinis in the sun.
We can watch the game on satellite.
We can see who wins the fight.
We can see who wins the game.
But too me

Chorus

It’s all the same.
When we play the game
Again 
And again
Do you feel Humane?
Cause sometimes when two meanings touch
When you feel or think you’ve had too much
You gotta keep up the faith.
You gotta try and communicate.
Is it love?
Or is it hate?

Verse 2

What you gonna do
What you gonna say
When the messiah comes
On judgment day
You gonna pull out your oozy
Let it rip.
Or try and work out.
A way to fit.
Or try and make up.
For all the suffering you caused
Or run and hide.
Behind your closed doors
Or go to the papers?
See what they say.
Or maybe
You can find another way.
Too rid yourself 
Of the guilt and the hate 
And the pain of the game
In the name of Jesus Christ
Where did the wise man go?
You can pull out your guns.
And hold up your thumbs.
And drink with your chums 
In a local bar
And talk about
Your favourite football star.
Oh don’t worry.
We’ll be having fun
When tomorrow comes 
We’ll be sipping martinis in the sun
We can watch the game on satellite
We can see who wins the fight
We can see who wins the game
But too me

Chorus

It’s all the same.
When we play the game
Again 
And again
Do you feel humane?
Cause sometimes when two meanings touch
When you feel you think you’ve had too much
You gotta keep up the faith.
You gotta try and communicate
Is it love?
Or is it hate?
 
What you gonna do
What you gonna say
When the messiah comes
On judgment day

What you gonna do
What you gonna say
When the messiah comes
On judgment day

You gonna pull out your oozy?
Let it rip.
Or try and work out.
A way to fit.
Or maybe make up.
For all the suffering you caused
And finally
You can find another way.
Too rid yourself 
Of the guilt and the hate 
And the pain of the game
In the name of Jesus Christ
Where did the wise man go?
You can pull out your guns.
And hold up your thumbs.
And drink with your chums 
In a local bar
And talk about
Your favourite football star.
Oh don’t worry.
We’ll be having fun
When tomorrow comes 
We’ll be sipping martinis in the sun
We can watch the game on satellite
We can see who wins the fight
We can see who wins the game
But too me

Chorus

It’s all the same .
When we play the game
Again 
And again
Do you feel humane?
Cause sometimes when two meanings touch
When you feel you think you’ve had too much
You gotta keep up the faith.
You gotta try and communicate 
Is it love?
Or is it hate?

Judgement Day - Mix 1 - Master 1

Lyrics:

Into the drowned city, I'll make my way
The quantum device, a price to pay
A heavy burden, a fate to shoulder
In this flooded world, I'll grow bolder
The weight of responsibility, pressing down on me
In the drowned city, what will I see?

Into the drowned city, a mission to fulfill
In the heart of Kyoto, a destiny to instill
I'll brave the waters, to find the truth
In this submerged world, I'll renew my youth
A revelation, waiting to be found
In the drowned city, my fate is bound

A glimmer of hope, in a shop underwater
In the drowned city, a discovery to conquer
The weight of the past, a burden to bear
In this flooded world, a future to declare
A specialized gear, to aid my quest
In the drowned city, I'll face the test

In the drowned city, a choice to make
Through the flooded streets, a path to take
A leap of faith, into the unknown
In the heart of Kyoto, the truth to be shown
The key to the future, within my grasp
In the drowned city, I'll break the clasp

In the drowned city, I'll find my way
Through the echoes of Kyoto, I cannot stay
The ghosts of the past, guiding my hand
In this flooded world, I'll make my stand
A destiny unfolding, in the waters deep
In the drowned city, secrets to keep

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Paris 2073 A.D.

Into The Drowned City

World Without Humans

Lyrics:

In Montmartre's lament, a story unfolds
Brushstrokes of mystery, secrets untold
Through winding streets, I wander and explore
In this artist's haven, a tale to uncover
The weight of history, etched in every stone
In Montmartre's sorrow, I walk alone

A flock of pigeons, guiding my way
Through the ruins of yesterday, they lead me astray
To a statue, enigmatic and still
In Montmartre's heart, a mystery to fulfill
The whispers of the past, echoing in the air
In this haunted quarter, a truth to lay bare

In the shadows of Montmartre, I'll find my path
Through the echoes of art, I'll face the wrath
The secrets of the city, hidden in plain sight
In Montmartre's lament, I'll fight the good fight
A destiny unfolding, amidst the ruins and pain
In Montmartre's embrace, I'll break the chain

The Sacré-Cœur, a beacon in the night
Shattered and broken, a haunting sight
Through crumbling nave and fallen stone
In Montmartre's sorrow, I'll make my home
The weight of revelation, pressing down on me
In this sacred ruin, what will I see?

(Dramatic string arrangement and powerful drums)
In Montmartre's depths, a choice to make
Through shattered dreams and hearts that ache
A final stand, against the coming storm
In Montmartre's lament, I'll find my true form
The key to salvation, or the world's demise
In Montmartre's shadow, the answer lies

In Montmartre's embrace, I'll find my way
Through the ruins of yesterday, I'll seize the day
The ghosts of the past, guiding my hand
In Montmartre's sorrow, I'll make my stand
A destiny fulfilled, amidst the art and strife
In Montmartre's heart, I'll find new life

Visit my website to explore the world of "Paris 2073 A.D." and learn more about the story behind the album: 
https://worldwithouthumans.com/montmartres-lament

Montmartre's Lament

"Métro Enigma" takes listeners on a gripping journey through the abandoned Paris Metro, where secrets and ghosts of the past lurk in every shadowy corner. With a distinct country twang and energetic bass, this song captures the thrill and mystery of uncovering the truth hidden within the Metro's labyrinthine tunnels. The protagonist's unwavering determination to navigate the treacherous underground maze and confront the hungry rat pack is reflected in the powerful vocals and driving rhythm. Graffiti-covered walls and forgotten makeshift camps serve as haunting reminders of the lives once lived in this subterranean world. As the story unfolds, a glimmer of hope emerges in the form of a memory stick, holding the key to unlocking the Metro's deepest secrets. "Métro Enigma" is an anthem for those brave enough to venture into the depths of the unknown and stand their ground in the face of adversity.

Lyrics:
Down in the depths of the Metro, I descend
Darkness and silence, my only friend
The tunnels once bustled, with life and with sound
Now they're a maze, where secrets abound
In the heart of the Metro, whispers echo in the air
Ghosts of the past, lurking everywhere
I'll navigate this labyrinth, until the truth is found
In the depths of Paris, I'll stand my ground
Graffiti on the walls, tells stories untold
Of lives once lived, in this underground hold
A forgotten camp, a makeshift home
In the Metro's embrace, I'll find the unknown
Rats in the shadows, a hungry pack
They circle around me, ready to attack
I'll fight tooth and nail, to break free from their grasp
In the Metro's trials, I'll outlast
A glimmer of hope, in a memory stick
The Metro's secrets, a puzzle to pick
Cryptic messages, etched in the stone
In the Metro's heart, I'm not alone

Parisian Nocturne

Métro Enigma

Métro Enigma

"Louvre's Legacy" is an upbeat country rock odyssey that follows the protagonist through the crumbling grandeur of the Louvre. As they navigate the museum's faded glory, the paintings whisper secrets of a bygone era, challenging the explorer to decipher the clues left behind by the masters. Energetic guitar riffs and powerful vocals bring to life the thrill of the hunt and the weight of history that permeates the Louvre's halls. The appearance of a mysterious statue in the garden, along with a gathering of pigeons, adds an element of intrigue to the unfolding story. The song takes a suspenseful turn as the earth begins to tremble, and the Louvre's foundation starts to crumble, forcing the protagonist to make a daring escape. "Louvre's Legacy" is a testament to the enduring power of art and the resilience of the human spirit in the face of destruction and decay.

Lyrics:
In the halls of the Louvre, where art once reigned supreme
Now the walls are crumbling, like a half-forgotten dream
The paintings whisper secrets, of a world that used to be
In the ruins of the Louvre, what will I see?
The Louvre's ghosts are calling, their voices echo through the years
In the brushstrokes of the masters, I'll face my deepest fears
The secrets of the ages, lie hidden in plain sight
In the Louvre's faded glory, I'll find the guiding light
A statue in the garden, holds a message just for me
A flock of pigeons gather, a sign of what's to be
The symbols and the patterns, a code I must unwind
In the Louvre's shattered beauty, the truth I'll find
The earth begins to tremble, the walls start to shake
The Louvre's foundation crumbles, a path I must make
Through falling stone and rubble, I'll make my escape
In the Louvre's final moments, my destiny takes shape
From the ruins of the Louvre, a new path opens wide
The pigeons fly above me, a beacon in the sky
The statue's enigma, a puzzle to unravel
In the Louvre's shattered grandeur, my journey's just begun

Louvre's Legacy

"Montmartre's Sorrow" is a melancholic country ballad that paints a vivid picture of Montmartre, the once-thriving artist haven now reduced to ruins. The song explores the lingering echoes of passion and creativity that still haunt the cobblestone alleys and hidden studios. As the protagonist stumbles upon a mysterious sketchbook and follows the cryptic clues left behind by a flock of pigeons, they begin to unravel the truth behind Montmartre's tragic fate. The haunting melody and emotive vocals capture the bittersweet nostalgia and the sense of loss that permeates the atmospheric landscape. The song builds to a climactic moment as the earth trembles and Montmartre's beauty crumbles, forcing the protagonist to confront the harsh reality of the situation. "Montmartre's Sorrow" is a poignant tribute to the enduring spirit of art and the resilience of those who dare to dream, even in the face of adversity.

Lyrics:
In the winding streets of Montmartre, where artists once held sway
The echoes of their passion, linger to this day
A hidden studio beckons, a secret to unfold
In the heart of Montmartre, a story to be told
Montmartre's lament, carried on the wind
In the cobblestone alleys, the past and present blend
The brushstrokes of mystery, paint a picture in my mind
In Montmartre's faded colors, the truth I'll find
A sketchbook in the shadows, holds the key to what's at stake
The pigeons gather round me, a choice I have to make
The symbols and the sketches, a map to guide my way
In Montmartre's winding paths, I cannot stay
The earth shakes beneath me, the streets begin to crack
Montmartre's beauty crumbles, there's no turning back
Through the dust and debris, I'll find my way out
In Montmartre's darkest hour, I'll leave no doubt
From the ruins of the Sacré-Cœur, a new path is revealed
The pigeons fly before me, their purpose unconcealed
The sketchbook's final page, a revelation to behold
In Montmartre's shattered landscape, the future will unfold
Montmartre's secrets fade, as I leave the hills behind
The path ahead uncertain, but I've made up my mind
With the sketchbook as my guide, and the pigeons in the sky
In Montmartre's broken beauty, I'll bid my goodbye

Montmartre's Sorrow

"Catacombs' Requiem" is a haunting country rock journey that takes listeners deep into the catacombs beneath the streets of Paris. As the protagonist descends into the dark depths, he navigate a macabre maze of skeletal remains and cryptic symbols, his resolve tested with every step. The song's driving bass and eerie harmonies create an atmosphere of tension and foreboding, immersing the listener in the chilling reality of the catacombs. The constant threat of rats scurrying in the shadows adds an element of danger to the already unnerving experience. As the story unfolds, the protagonist discovers a hidden chamber containing a journal from the past, offering a glimmer of hope and a clearer path forward. "Catacombs' Requiem" is a testament to the power of perseverance and the indomitable human spirit, even in the face of death and decay.

Lyrics:

Deep beneath the city streets, where darkness reigns supreme
The catacombs are calling me, like a haunting dream
Descending into the abyss, with every step I take
In the labyrinth of bones, my resolve will not break

The catacombs' calling, echoing through the night
Whispers in the darkness, guiding me towards the light
Secrets of the ages, buried deep below
In the catacombs' embrace, the truth will show

Rats scurry in the shadows, a constant threat to face
But I push forward steadily, in this unforgiving place
Cryptic symbols on the walls, a message to decipher
In the catacombs' winding halls, I'll unravel the cipher

The weight of history, pressing down on me
In the chamber of bones, a grim epiphany
The fragility of life, laid bare before my eyes
In the catacombs' dark depths, a stark realize

A glimmer of hope, in a hidden chamber found
A journal from the past, with revelations profound
The path ahead is clearer now, though dangers still abound
In the catacombs' twilight realm, my destiny is bound

As I ascend from the depths, the world seems born anew
The catacombs have tested me, and I've seen it through
With the journal as my compass, I'll face the road ahead
In the catacombs' fading echoes, a new chapter to be read

Catacombs' Requiem

Sorbonne's Whisper is an introspective rock odyssey that explores the search for truth amidst the ruins of the once-prestigious Sorbonne. As the protagonist navigates through the debris of the abandoned university, they are guided by the lingering presence of the ancient wisdom that once filled its halls. The weight of history is palpable in every dusty tome and forgotten lecture hall, as the Silent Sorbonne's secrets whisper to the seeker, hinting at a hidden destiny waiting to be uncovered. The discovery of a mysterious old machine offers a sudden 
revelation and a flicker of hope in a world consumed by pain and despair. Armed with the knowledge of the ages, the protagonist sets out to heal the broken lands, guided by the Sorbonne's timeless teachings. "Sorbonne's Whisper" is an anthem for those who dare to seek knowledge and truth in the face of adversity, and a testament to the enduring power of wisdom and learning.

Lyrics:
In the halls of the Sorbonne, where knowledge once held sway
Now silence reigns supreme, in the ruins of yesterday
The weight of history lingers, in every dusty tome
In the Silent Sorbonne's shadow, I'll find my way back home
The Silent Sorbonne's secrets, whispering to me
In the echoes of the past, a hidden destiny
Through the rubble and the ruin, I'll search for the truth
In the Silent Sorbonne's keeping, a fountain of youth
Navigating through the debris, of a world that's long since gone
The Sorbonne's ancient wisdom, will help me carry on
In forgotten lecture halls, and abandoned library stacks
The Silent Sorbonne guides me, as I follow in its tracks
A sudden revelation, in a dusty old machine
The Sorbonne's final gift, a sight I've never seen
A flicker of hope, in a world so full of pain
In the Silent Sorbonne's legacy, a chance to start again
With the knowledge of the ages, now resting in my hands
I'll use the Sorbonne's teachings, to heal these broken lands
The path ahead is clearer, though the journey's just begun
In the Silent Sorbonne's wisdom, a new age has begun
As I leave these hallowed halls, the future's looking bright
The Silent Sorbonne's lessons, will guide me through the night
With a heart full of hope, and a mind that's clear and strong
In the Silent Sorbonne's memory, I'll right what once went wrong

Sorbonne's Whisper

"Mémoire's Embrace" is a poignant blues rock ballad that tells the story of a forgotten Paris apartment and the memories that linger within its walls. Amidst the ruins of the once-vibrant city, this dust-covered sanctuary offers a moment of respite for the weary protagonist. As they explore the apartment's faded photos and worn furniture, the ghosts of the past whisper their untold stories, creating a haunting atmosphere of nostalgia and loss. The discovery of a hidden treasure, a bottle of aged cognac, provides a glimmer of comfort and solace in this makeshift shelter. The protagonist reflects on the lives once lived and the memories left behind, finding strength in the apartment's faded beauty and the cognac's warming embrace. "Mémoire's Embrace" is a tribute to the power of memory and the resilience of the human spirit in the face of loss and devastation.

Lyrics:

In the ruins of Paris, I stumbled upon a home
A forgotten apartment, where memories used to roam
Dust-covered and silent, a snapshot of the past
In this abandoned shelter, I found refuge at last

The safe haven's secrets, whispered in the air
Amidst the faded photos, and the furniture worn and bare
A glimmer of the old world, in the ruins of today
In this Paris apartment, I found a place to stay

Rummaging through cupboards, I found a hidden treasure
A bottle of cognac, aged and full of measure
The amber liquid gleamed, like a beacon in the night
In this abandoned apartment, a moment of respite

The cognac warmed my spirit, as I sat and pondered life
In this makeshift shelter, a brief escape from strife
The ghosts of those who lived here, their stories left untold
In this Paris apartment, their memories I'll uphold

With renewed determination, I set out once again
The cognac's fire within me, a shield against the rain
The apartment's faded beauty, a reminder of the cost
In the ruins of Paris, I'll find what we've lost

As I leave this sanctuary, the cognac's warmth remains
A memory of comfort, amidst the city's pains
With the apartment behind me, I'll face what lies ahead
In the streets of Paris, I'll find the path I dread

Mémoire's Embrace

Mémoire's Embrace

"Elegy For Lutetia" is a hauntingly beautiful and cinematic track that paints a vivid picture of a Paris lost to the shadows. The powerful combination of a church choir and orchestra creates an atmosphere of grandeur and despair, as the once-vibrant City of Light is now veiled in an endless night. The emotive vocals and sweeping strings capture the profound sense of loss and the weight of the city's tragic decline. The slow buildup of the choir in the beginning sets a somber tone, while the chorus delivers a gut-wrenching realization of the city's fate. The song serves as a poignant reminder of the fragility of human civilization and the devastating consequences of its downfall. "Elegy For Lutetia" is a moving tribute to the beauty and magnificence of Paris, and a heart-wrenching elegy for a world lost to the shadows.

Lyrics:

[Slow choir buildup]
In the shadows of Paris
Where the Seine flows through time
Echoes of a world, now lost
In the shadows of Paris

[Chorus]
There was a city, once so bright
They called it the City of Light
But now it's veiled in endless night
And God, it's a haunting sight

[Instrumental fade out]

Elegy for Lutetia

Elegy For Lutetia

"Seeker's Odyssey" is an epic and emotionally charged film score-inspired track that follows the journey of a lone seeker navigating the ruins of Paris. The song opens with a slow, haunting choir buildup that sets the stage for the grand scale of the story about to unfold. The powerful male vocals and soaring orchestral arrangements paint a vivid picture of a city once renowned for its beauty and light, now reduced to a shadow of its former self. As the seeker wanders through the broken streets, the lyrics explore the weight of the past and the secrets that lie hidden amidst the rubble. The instrumental break, featuring a breathtaking violin solo, serves as a moment of introspection and contemplation. The final verses offer a warning to future generations and a glimpse into the seeker's unwavering determination to uncover the truth, no matter the cost. The outro, with its soaring solo and final chorus, brings the song to a powerful and moving conclusion, leaving the listener with a sense of hope and the knowledge that even in the darkest of times, the human spirit can endure. "Seeker's Odyssey" is a testament to the power of music to transport us to another time and place, and to convey the deepest of emotions and the most profound of truths.

Lyrics:
In the shadows of Paris
Where the Seine flows through time
Echoes of a world, now lost
In the shadows of Paris

There was a city, once so bright
They called it the City of Light
But now it's veiled in endless night
And God, it's a haunting sight

I wander through these broken streets
Seeking answers to the past
The secrets that the ruins keep
Are whispered in the blast

The only thing a seeker needs
Is a heart that's brave and true
To face the ghosts of history
And see the journey through

Oh, pilgrims of the future
Don't follow in my wake
The road is paved with sorrow
In the city of heartbreak

I've got one hand on the truth
The other on my heart
I'll unravel all the mysteries
Before I can depart

There was a city, grand and fair
They called it Paris, sweet and rare
I'll lay its secrets bare
And find the truth hidden there

Seeker's Odyssey

In the vast expanse of the cosmos, Earth, a tiny blue planet on the outskirts of the Milky Way, lies silent, its cities in ruins, its people long gone. As a time traveller and musician, I am drawn to this world, to the echoes of a civilisation that reached for the stars but fell short, consumed by an ambition they could neither control nor fully understand.
Through my music, I seek to capture the essence of this lost era, particularly the turbulent times around 2070, when humanity's fate hung in the balance. Each song is a journey through time, a sonic exploration of the apocalyptic moments when everything changed, guided by the haunting melodies and atmospheric soundscapes that paint a vivid picture of a world on the brink of collapse.
As I wander through the abandoned streets and desolate landscapes, I find inspiration in the remnants of human culture - the unfinished symphonies in empty concert halls, the silence that hangs heavy in recording studios where hit songs were once crafted. The music becomes a conduit for the stories that linger in these spaces, tales of dreams pursued and hopes shattered.
In the rhythms of nature reclaiming the cities, I hear a powerful message - that all things must pass, that even the grandest of human achievements are impermanent. This truth resonates through my compositions, serving as a reminder of our own fragility and the need for humility in the face of the universe's vast mysteries.
Each track on this album is a warning, a cautionary tale wrapped in sound and emotion. They speak of the paths we may tread if we are not vigilant, the dreams that may crumble if we are not wise. Through music, I forge a connection that transcends time and space, inviting listeners to explore the echoes of a vanished world and heed the lessons hidden within.
Join me on this sonic odyssey through the remnants of Earth's final days, a journey that will leave you questioning our place in the cosmos and the legacy we leave behind. Let the music be your guide as we navigate the ruins of a civilisation that dared to dream big but ultimately succumbed to its own hubris - a fate we must strive to avoid as we venture forth into the unknown.

Montmartre's Lament

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