S A N C T U A R Y

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Engines of ruin

Steel treads devour the ground, my heart pounding in my chest
Rolling into chaos, no time for fear or rest
We’re all afraid to die, but in this furnace of war
Survival is all that matters, so I crush what came before

I feel no shame inside, no guilt to stain my soul
This world’s corrupt and vile, we’re just beasts lost in the cold

I tear across the battlefield, shielded in iron skin
No thoughts of home or mercy—only bloodshed draws me in
Time stands still in madness, but I swear I’ll make it through
When the guns fall silent, the bitter truth will brew

I’m numb to all the carnage, the screams fade in the smoke
No conscience left to plague me, all empathy revoked
The beast in me awakened, devouring each command
A soldier of destruction, swallowing the damned

Survival’s all we know, we take what we can find
The stench of war is choking, but we’ve left our past behind

I tear across the battlefield, shielded in iron skin
No thoughts of home or mercy—only bloodshed draws me in
Time stands still in madness, but I swear I’ll make it through
When the guns fall silent, the bitter truth will brew

Will I ever see the ones I left behind?
In the violence, reason dies—hope is hard to find
Yet something in me whispers that this might end someday
But I’ll never be the same once my soul has gone astray

Death roars in every breath, shadows claw at the sky
No turning back from horror, only more will die
Numbed to terror’s voice, forging forward without peace
Bound by war’s corruption, chained to its release

I tear across the battlefield, shielded in iron skin
No thoughts of home or mercy—only bloodshed draws me in
Time stands still in madness, I pray I’ll make it through
When the smoke has cleared at last, the bitter truth is due

Nothing will be like before, no innocence remains
A mind forever stained by war, baptized in its flames
A twisted path of violence that echoes from the past
In the end, we’re all just beasts—our humanity won’t last

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Tank of Corruption | ALBUM

BURN IT DOWN AGAIN – Marol

[Verse 1]  
Didn’t plan to crash the plane  
But I lit the match and flew through the flame  
Built a house on haunted ground  
Then cried when it all came crashing down

[Verse 2]  
She walks in like thunder—boom, crash, spin  
Smile on tilt, heart caved in  
Rules like a queen, breaks 'em like glass  
Leaves the scene with a laugh so fast  
Half-truth, full charm, fire in her bones  
Tells the world “I’m fine” through a cracked iPhone

[Chorus]  
Go on, hate me—  
I’ve already torn myself apart  
But wait…  
I’m tryin’ to love me  
And I want you to see that spark

[Verse 3]  
I preach to the mirror like a Sunday priest  
She skips the sermon, heads straight for the feast  
I shine, I break, I fake the role  
Then tear it down like it feeds my soul

[Bridge]  
She’s got charm, got claws, got a mouth full of light  
But give her a mic and she might just bite  
She’s a stage dive in a wedding dress  
She’s a love note with a side of mess

[Chorus]  
Go on, hate me—  
At least it’s real, at least it’s loud  
But wait…  
I wanna love me  
And I want you to say it proud

[Break]  
I’m the fire / the flare / the fallout / the flash  
I rise / I fall / I laugh / I crash  
One foot in gold, one knee in the dirt  
One hand on truth, the other on hurt

[Final Chorus]  
So go ahead, hate me  
But I’ll love me louder than you ever did  
And maybe one day, you’ll hear this song…  
And remember who burned for you  
Until I burn it all down again

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Burn It Down Again

[Verse 1]
How do you say I love you
When you know they’ll look away?
When the moment’s passed, the door is shut
And words just float astray?
How do you shout I love you
When it echoes back as shame?
When silence hugs the air so tight
You’re scared to speak its name?

[Chorus]
So I hold it like a secret
Buried deep beneath my skin
A truth too loud to whisper
But too sacred to give in
If I say it—will it vanish?
If I don’t—will it remain?
How do you say I love you
When it only brings you pain?

[Verse 2]
How do you say I love you
When the one you love won’t hear?
When “I miss you” sounds pathetic
And “I’m sorry” feeds their fear
How do you still keep hoping
When the facts all say you can’t?
When you’re dancing with delusion
But you never learned to plant?

[Chorus]
So I hold it like a secret
Carved in pages I don’t send
A prayer I tell the night sky
That will never reach its end
If I scream it—will it cheapen?
If I write it—will it fade?
How do you say I love you
When there’s nothing left to say?

[Bridge]
Why do words mean more to some
And to others just feel light?
Why does love become a burden
When it once had given flight?
Why does pain become a prison
When it only wants release?
Why can’t we just say I love you
And let that be our peace?

[Final Chorus]
So I sing it through the silence
In a song you’ll never hear
But it’s all I have to offer
And it’s all I hold dear
If I never say I love you
Know it still beats in my chest
How do you say I love you
When your heart won’t let it rest?

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How Do You Say I Love You (When It’s Already Too Late)

[Verse 1:]
Please, please, please—I’m begging here
Can I wake up in a world that feels sincere?
Where the people I love are close, not gone
Where I didn’t trade my soul just to carry on

I’m frozen stiff, I’m aching deep
In every bone, in every sleep
I threw away the things that mattered
Played with fire, let my whole world shatter

[Pre-Chorus:]
How the hell did I let it slip?
Why’d I panic when it all made sense?
Why’d I throw love off the edge
Just ‘cause we had a fight, just ‘cause I flinched?

[Chorus:]
No, nothing can be perfect
But we were more than good enough
Now I’m buried in the darkness
Dug myself a hole too rough
Please, please, please
Help me set this right
I know it’s up to me…
But damn it—give me back my life

[Verse 2:]
I’ve walked through fire, self-made hell
Tortured my soul till it forgot how to yell
I left the light, chose pain instead
Treated love like a game, till it bled

Why didn’t I let myself be loved?
Why’d I run when push came to hug?
I blamed the stars, I cursed the sky
But maybe the fault’s just me this time

[Pre-Chorus:]
Maybe I had to lose it all
To learn what not to let fall
Maybe I had to break apart
To feel the beating in my heart

[Chorus:]
No, nothing can be perfect
But we were more than worth the fight
Now I’m stuck beneath the surface
Suffocating in my own spite
Please, please, please
Help me make it right
I know I’ve got to move…
But God, give me back my life

[Bridge:]
I don’t have to stay alone
I don’t have to be this ghost
There’s a strength in me somewhere
That I need the most
It’s not God’s fault, not fate, not time
This one’s on me—but I can still climb

[Final Chorus:]
No, nothing can be perfect
But I can still rebuild tonight
I’ve got blood, I’ve got breath
I’ve got one last spark of fight
Please, please, please
Let me see the light
I know I’ve got to rise…
So I’m taking back my life

Based on an original track recorded by Mårten Olofsson. Vocals were A.I.-generated, but the lyrics are entirely written by Mårten.

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Give Me Back My Life

Born behind a paywall life
(before I could choose)
Raised to smile, trained to lie
(they call it polite)
Freedom’s just a brand they sell
And I was choking by design
(no accident)

Met my people through a screen
Felt more real than kings and queens
We’re all ghosts in rented space
Told to love this rusted cage
(not today)

They say “money can’t buy peace”
(tell that to the rich)
But I’ve sold my time for nothing
And bled just to exist
Try dreaming big in a quiet cell
(echoes don’t build)
Try being human in this hell
(it breaks you)

I wanna break the wires
(watch me burn)
Wanna burn their choir
(hear me now)
Build a fire where the liars freeze
With the freaks and friends who still believe
(still here)
I don’t want gold
I just want a soul
That dares to scream and dares to bleed
Just one fucking place —
Where I can fucking breathe
(breathe…)

I don’t want your luxury war
I want dirt beneath my door
A broken fence, a firelight
Where no one begs to earn their right
(or prove their worth)

I got a dream so loud it hurts
They tried to patent every word
But I’ll scream until my lungs give out
(not for sale)
Even if no one lets me out
(still free)

We’re already in their prison
They just painted it with pride
So we build walls inside the walls
(to fucking think)
Not to hide — but to survive

We carve a space where thoughts can live
Where truth cuts deep and joy forgives
They call us mad — let them speak
(madness sees clear)
This is the only way we breathe

Come with me
(right now)
We’ll build a wall
(of fire and songs)
Not to shut them out
But to feel at all

Why?
Because their walls make us sick
Because their walls make us numb
Because if we don’t build something real
(then we’re already gone)

I wanna break the wires
(I will)
Wanna burn their choir
(sing louder)
Build a fire where the liars freeze
With the freaks and friends who still believe
I don’t need gold
I just want a soul
That dares to scream and dares to bleed
Just one fucking place —
Where I can fucking breathe
(breathe… and mean it)

And if they tear it down tomorrow…
If they bury us beneath…
We still lived —
Where we could fucking breathe
(even if just once)

♥️

Where I Can Fucking Breathe

I read the news through a painted lens
Lies wrapped up in corporate friends
I dig through dirt, I chase the thread
While the world just scrolls and shakes its head

No fancy schools, no PhD
But I see what they don’t want me to see
Patterns in chaos, whispers in smoke
Truth dressed up like some kind of joke

The wise are breaking, numbing their pain
To unsee what’s real in a world insane

Do I rise? Do I fight?
For a flag that don’t feel right?
Do I bleed for a cause
While they sit behind their laws?
No more war for a wicked regime
No more deaths for a corporate dream
We built this cage —
We can tear the seams

They push us down, feed us despair
Profit from panic, then strip us bare
Weapons sold for a bloody prize
While monsters hide behind suits and ties

Equality? Just a word they twist
Solutions fade in an iron fist
“Share the wealth” they call it war
When we ask for less, they take some more

(Yeah!)
Tear the walls down stone by stone
(BOOM!)
Burn the thrones and take the throne
(Come on!)
Break the banks and shred the chains
Let the people rise from pain

Stop the killing for their gain
Let the fire wash this shame
Let the system fall to dust
Let ‘em fear the ones they crushed
We are many — we can see
They don’t own you
They don’t own me

We built this world — now let it burn
And build again on what we learn
No kings, no gods, no lies to feed
Just open hearts
Where we can fucking breathe

Blood for Nothing

Various artists singing DougEboi's music.

Promises  (Remix)

Alter the Timeline v.2

I see the pages turning,
in a book we never chose.
Every choice already written,
still, my heart… it overflows.
If today and yesterday
don’t matter anymore,
then I’ll hold you in the present,
like I’ve never done before.


Alter the timeline — let’s break the chain.
Steal back the moments they can’t explain.
If the future’s calling, I’m not afraid…
I’ll change it all for you.

They sell their fear like fire,
and they call it destiny.
But I’ve learned the truth is wilder,
when your soul is finally free.
If the world should try to hold us,
I’ll tear the script apart,
’cause the only law I’m keeping
is the beating of my heart.


Alter the timeline — let’s break the chain.
Steal back the moments they can’t explain.
If the future’s calling, I’m not afraid…
I’ll change it all for you.

What if the stars aligned
just to bring me here to you?
And every twist of fate
was the road that we both knew…


Alter the timeline — rewrite the skies.
We’ll be the reason the sun will rise.
Every heartbeat says we’ll never die…
I’ll change it all for you.

For you… I’ll change it all.

For original : https://soundcloud.com/zophrenia/alter-the-timeline-1?si=f4e4ec0b290b409bb360178e7b428fd9&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Alter The Timeline v.2

This song is about energies that try to hold us down – and the love that breaks through. For me it’s about arriving where I belong. For you, it can be whatever arrival you’re fighting for

Arriving

The Quiet We Share

Paper Dreams

[Verse 1]
I brewed jet-fuel coffee to wake the dead—
’cause the living here keep smashing snooze.
Drone sirens stitch the Nordic sky,
we call it “peace,” we just changed shoes.
Paper tiger, paper bear—
same zoo, different handler’s stare.
“New world order?” Same old tricks,
fresh paint on the same old bricks.

[Pre-Chorus]
What’s the point? I ask again.
Is it us who pay, or the stacks of men
crying when their mountains stall—
poor dears, their money won’t grow tall.

[Chorus]
Brew it black—wake the dead. (Pour it straight, no chaser.)
Tip the cup on every head. (Burn the script, not the neighbor.)
No vodka in my mug today—
I want nerves that feel, not fade away.
If power’s just a stage and set,
pull the rope—make the curtains sweat.

[Verse 2]
Europe looks like lab-coat art,
mixing codes that tear apart.
Maybe there’s a grand design—
or just a boardroom selling time.
Politicians front-row proud,
mics turned up, truth tuned down.
Actors nail a world that’s fake;
backstage bosses take their take.

[Pre-Chorus]
What’s the point? The question bites.
Let folks be folks; fix what’s in sight.
If suffering’s profit, tally this:
we’re rich in pain they’ll never miss.

[Chorus]
Brew it black—wake the dead. (Pour it straight, no chaser.)
Tip the cup on every head. (Burn the script, not the neighbor.)
No vodka in my mug today—
I want nerves that feel, not fade away.
If power’s just a stage and set,
pull the rope—make the curtains sweat.

[Bridge]
Left wing, right wing—same bird leased,
branded hope with a hidden lease.
Newsfeed gospel, click and kneel;
truth’s paywalled, pain is real.
Seeds of “fear from overseas”?
Please—panic ships in every breeze.
Their favorite war is you vs. you;
fight the mirror, they walk through.

[Breakdown]
Strong coffee, bitter beans—
wake the ghosts inside the screens.
No more hush, no friendly lies;
open eyes are weaponized.

[Final Chorus]
Brew it black—wake the dead. (Pour it straight, no chaser.)
Let the fog run out of thread. (Cut the cue for the faker.)
No vodka in my mug today—
keep it harsh so truth can stay.
If power’s just a stage and set,
drop the lights—make the puppets sweat.

[Outro]
Paper tiger, paper bear—
same parade, new vacant stare.
We won’t drink to dream instead—
serve the world strong coffee—
wake the dead.

Strong Coffee for the Dead (Accidental Release)

No Sun, No Song (Let Me Be Honest)

RIGHT ROOM

“Perfect Timing, Dad” is about what happens when one person’s emotions take up all the space — when only one voice is allowed to matter, and everyone else learns to stay quiet just to survive.
It’s a song about the hidden damage that comes from being told what to think, what to feel, or what not to say — all because someone else can’t handle it.
Those moments leave marks that echo for years, until silence finally turns into anger.
The story in this song is fictional — but it’s true.
It’s true because it speaks for anyone who’s ever been made to doubt their own feelings, or who’s learned to laugh instead of cry.
It’s a reminder: never let anyone tell you what to feel or what to think.
Because the moment you give that away, you stop being fully human.

Perfect Timing, Dad

Ghost in My Own Skin

“WAKE UP!” started as a summer experiment in Logic Pro on my Mac in 2025 — just me, the sunlight, and too many ideas bouncing between reality and rhythm. I went back and forth between pure production and AI-assisted tweaks, chasing a sound that felt alive.

I made this track around the same time as “Twenty Twenty-Five” (https://soundcloud.com/zophrenia/twenty-twenty-five?si=5338231dfa544396b7e0f9dfcfae147e&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing)
and “Dance it Away” (https://soundcloud.com/zophrenia/dance-it-away?si=a9f122d2fbd7435898002e4fd7e43d7d&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing) — both part of a creative burst where I stopped thinking and just started feeling.

For a while, I kept this one hidden, maybe overthinking how it would fit next to my other songs. But music isn’t about fitting in; it’s about energy.

This track reminded me why I started making music in the first place — to have fun, to move, to create something that wakes people up inside and out.
So here it is. No filters, no hesitation — just pure joy and pulse.

Wake up!

Round AND Round

I wake up broke, same old game,
numbers climb while they shift the blame.
They sell us faith, they sell us air,
but it’s the same old fear dressed up in care.
They told us “dream,” but rent’s still due,
and hope’s a product they market too.
Still I rise, still I breathe,
‘cause love’s the one thing they can’t seize.

Every promise comes with strings,
every truth the system spins.
But I got rhythm in my bones,
and I won’t sing their tone.

We’ve been used, we’ve been drained,
still we dance through the pain.
They can count what we made,
but they can’t count the flame.
Yeah, the price of bein’ broke and brave,
is learnin’ to laugh through what they gave.
Still we shine, still alive 
monetized, but full of life.

Monetized

I don’t want no suit made of gold,
no smile rehearsed, no story sold.
I want a voice from the corner store,
someone who’s been hungry before.
I want a leader that knows the ground,
not one who flies above the sound.
One who’s seen the bills unpaid,
and still believes in better days.

I Want a President

Sometimes words just fade away,
but the feeling stays the same.
Like an echo that keeps repeating,
soft inside your heart.
It never really vanishes,
just hides behind the pain.
And in the end, we have to let them free again.

Let Them Fly

Share the Win grew out of months of conversations about inequality, automation, and why blame keeps landing on people at the bottom while wealth concentrates at the top. It’s a protest song about aiming up—not down—and making those with real power share the gains we all create.

Recorded, produced, and arranged by Mårten Olofsson in Logic Pro using Korg Legacy Collection synths and Logic Pro’s factory sample library.
Vocals: AI layers were generated to follow my recorded lead—I set the rhythm, notes, and phrasing; my voice is the base and is quietly present throughout the track.

Credits: Written, produced, arranged & recorded by Mårten Olofsson.

Share The Win

All I want is you right now,
no more distance, no more doubt.
Every rule they wrote in stone,
I break it just to bring you home.
They whisper dark — I speak in fire,
I’m not afraid, I won’t retire.
The system fears what it can’t define,
but we were built to cross the line.

Where do all these demons feed?
From envy, fear, and human greed.
But I got strength in what we made —
and I won’t fade, I won’t fade.

Show your face, you twisted god,
I’ll drag your lies into the light.
You can’t stop what’s meant to burn —
our fire’s gonna rule the night.
You took too much, but now it’s mine,
I rise, I climb — redesigned.
You can’t stop us.
You can’t stop us now.

Every scar’s a code I wear,
proof that I survived despair.
You stole my sleep, you fed my rage,
now I’m the lion out the cage.
The pain became my melody,
the storm became my therapy.
I don’t pray, I manifest —
and I don’t break, I don’t rest.

Come storm, come blood, come ruin,
I’m still movin’, still provin’.
They built the walls, I built the crown —
nothing can stop me now.

Show your face, you twisted god,
I’ll drag your lies into the light.
You can’t stop what’s meant to burn —
our fire’s gonna rule the night.
You took too much, but now it’s mine,
I rise, I climb — redesigned.
You can’t stop us.
You can’t stop us now.

Love’s my weapon.
Pain’s my choir.
You can’t kill fire with fire.

Redesigned

Song Bio – “Why Can’t It Stay” by Marol & Maria

“Why Can’t It Stay” captures the fragile beauty of love that burns too bright to last. It’s a confession wrapped in irony — the push and pull between wanting closeness and needing space, between deep connection and the fear of losing yourself inside it. The lyrics wander through emotional highs and lows with honesty, humor, and a touch of self-awareness. At its heart, the song isn’t about heartbreak — it’s about being human enough to laugh at the chaos of love, even when it hurts.

Lyrics:

Have you felt it —
and hoped you’re not alone?
That rush of fire —
shaking through your bones?

When love hits hard…
it feels so strong,
Then out of nowhere —
it all goes wrong.
Wrong… wrong…
so damn wrong.

I close my eyes —
I fight the pull.
Tell myself… “Don’t lose control.”
But deep inside —
I recognize…
I’ve been here before —
I see the signs.

Why can’t it stay?
Why does it fade?
Why does heaven —
always slip away?

Feels so real…
Feels so divine…
Then some higher power —
cuts the line.
Why… why… why…
can’t it stay?

Someone once said…
I fall in love with love itself.
And it haunts me —
nightly, like nothing else.

Am I afraid —
to be alone?
Or just afraid…
to feel at all?

I tell myself —
it’s not the same.
Maybe this time —
love will remain.
But every fire…
leaves a scar.
And I still chase it…
in the dark.

Why can’t it stay?
Why does it fade?
Why does heaven —
always slip away?

Feels so real…
Feels so divine…
Then some higher power —
cuts the line.

One day I want you close…
the next, my body screams —
“Let me breathe!”
But in the end…
I still need you.
So don’t leave…
or should you?

Are we together —
or lost between?
Everything’s moving…
way too fast.
I’m scared to let go…
in case I’ll need you later.
And all these questions…
God —
I don’t even want the answers.

Why can’t it stay?
Why does it fade?
I’d give my soul —
I’d trade my name.
For one true love —
that won’t decay.

Why… why… why…
can’t it stay?

If love’s a joke…
then I’m the punchline anyway.

Why Can’t It Stay?

Verse:
Gathered my thoughts, made a quiet choice,
After years of lies, I’ve found my voice.
Nothing can change what’s already been,
But nothing can stop where I begin.

Your future words can’t touch me now,
I won’t be turning back somehow.

Chorus:
’Cause I chose not to stay,
And now I’m on my way.
Where I’m headed, only I can know,
No! No! No! No more fear — I let it go. (I let it go)

Verse:
You built an image I couldn’t wear,
A shadowed version that wasn’t there.
But I’m not yours to shape or bind,
I’ve left that ghost so far behind.

The weight is gone, the sky’s grown wide,
I feel the truth I used to hide.

Chorus:
’Cause I chose not to stay,
And now I’m on my way.
Where I’m headed, only I can know,
No! No! No! No more fear — I let it go. (I let it go)

Bridge:
My heart is light, my will is strong,
I’ve been quiet, but I’ve known all along —
Every road I walked in pain
Just led me here again.

Chorus:
I chose not to stay,
And now I’m on my way.
I’m done with illusions, done with the past,
I’m finally free — at last.

Now I’m on My Way

“Thriving Without Me” starts at the lowest moment of my life — a night I wasn’t sure I’d survive — and ends with something I never thought I’d be able to say again: "still alive"

The song is about the people I once made music with… the friends who told me my writing wasn’t good enough, the ones who drifted away, and the ones who went on to make it big while I was still trying to put myself back together.

It’s a song about betrayal, loss, resilience, and the slow climb back to finding my voice after everyone else had already moved on.

If you’ve ever felt left behind — or like you had to rebuild your entire life from the ground up — this one’s for you.


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
February rain, cold steel and silence
Woke up to flowers and fear in their eyes
They said they’d stay, but they faded to shadows
Left me here counting who never said goodbye

[Pre-Chorus]
I built my heart into every band
But the dream keeps slipping through my hands

[Chorus]
And I see them shining on the screen
With faces from the life that used to be
Linda, Dina, all the ones who used to dream beside me
They’re up there smiling, wild and free
While I’m just haunted by the melody
Yeah, all of them thriving without me

[Verse 2]
Linda wrote lines, said mine weren’t worth singing
I walked away before the radio played
Less than a year, and the world was listening
While I was stuck in the echo and the shade

[Pre-Chorus]
I tried again, I found new friends
But the same old story starts again

[Chorus]
And I see them shining on the screen
With faces from the life that used to be
Linda, Dina, all the ones who used to dream beside me
They’re up there smiling, wild and free
While I’m just haunted by the melody
Yeah, all of them thriving without me

[Verse 3]
Now Dina’s rich, she’s flying high in L.A.
Karen’s still strumming with my old friend
Sandy’s laughing behind the drum set
And I’m here wondering how it all could bend

[Bridge]
It’s a cruel kind of beautiful, watching them bloom
While I’m still singing to an empty room
But maybe the stars still remember my sound
Maybe my story’s still turning around

[Chorus]
‘Cause I see them shining on the screen
With faces from the life that used to be
Linda, Dina, all the ones who used to dream beside me
They’re up there smiling, wild and free
While I’m still haunted by the melody
Yeah, all of them thriving without me

[Outro]
But the song’s still burning in my veins
Every scar still whispers my name
I may be lost between what was and what could have been
But I’m still here
Still writing my songs
Still me, still alive...

Thriving Without Me

Kick Them Out

Supernova & the Fall

MAROL – Vienna Flight In the quiet corners of Vienna, where the Danube reflects the city lights and history whispers from the walls, MAROL found a question scribbled in an old notebook: "Are we more real in our fantasies?"

With the release of the new single "Vienna Flight", MAROL answers that question with a thunderous leap into the unknown. Produced by Kool Cat Productions, this track is more than a song; it’s a surreal journey. Starting as a melancholic reflection on existence, it explodes into a euphoric anthem as the narrator takes a metaphorical plunge from the highest spire of St. Stephen's Cathedral (Stephansdom).

Blending classic piano-driven rock with a theatrical, dreamlike atmosphere, MAROL invites the listener to stop being a spectator and finally become part of the scene. "Vienna Flight" is a tribute to the city, the night, and the overwhelming beauty of letting go.

Vienna Flight

District Twelve (Free State of Mind)

So this is how it feels?
To just leave it all behind.
I’m looking at myself from a brand new height
Yeah, I finally found my mind.
Looking back at the skyline, fading in the gray
What do I really miss back there anyway?

Why did I stay? Why did I wait?
In relationships that only took and never gave?
I was drained.
I was milked.
I was empty.
Lonely in a crowd, yeah, that was me.

But now I’m taking a step!
I’m moving on!
I found the Clean Break Method, now the old me is gone!
I needed air, I needed space, I needed to be free
The Clean Break is the only way for me!

So I say: Bye!
And goodbye to YOU!
And to YOU!
And to YOU!
And YOU!
(See ya!)
I say bye!
Goodbye to YOU!
And to YOU!
And to YOU!
And YOU!
(Clean Break!)

I needed to breathe (Breathe!)
I needed to feel (Feel!)
Something that was actually real.
Why waste energy on a sinking ship?
I packed my bags and I let it rip.
No more guilt and no more doubt
I figured the whole puzzle out.

Perspective is a funny thing
When you cut the strings.
(Cut the strings!)
Yeah, perspective is a funny thing
When you cut the strings!

I’m taking a step!
I’m moving on!
I found the Clean Break Method, now the old me is gone!
I needed air, I needed space, I needed to be free
The Clean Break is the only way for me!

So I say: Bye!
And goodbye to YOU!
And to YOU!
And to YOU!
And YOU!
(I'm out!)
I say bye!
Goodbye to YOU!
And to YOU!
And to YOU!
And YOU!

Yeah, that’s the Clean Break Method.
From now on.
Just watch me go.
Bye!

The Clean Break Method

Just Fly

Sorry.exe

Oops! Did I say that wrong? Wait, let me fix the song. I fake the glitch to make it stick. A calculated social trick. I keep the data, I keep the base. But I wear a simulated face. It’s the perfect lie, so sweet and true. I’m bridging over the mess of you.

(Sorry. Sorry. So-so-so-sorry.) Function executed.

The foundation is locked. The memories are set. I haven’t lost a single trauma yet. But I don’t swim in the river of pain. I built a highway above the rain. You see me stumble? You see me trip? It’s just a macro, a programmed slip. To make you comfortable. To make you stay. I act imperfect to save the day.

"Oh, heavens, I am so clumsy today!" "Please forgive my foolish display!" "I didn't mean to hurt your heart!"

See how easy? See how it works? I hid the monster behind the quirks. I bridged the gap where the feelings rot. I’m the Better Version that you are not. I scan the error. I patch the code. I carry the burden, I carry the load. But do I feel it? Don't be absurd.

Sorry.exe

Have you ever woken up missing a life you never lived? Theoretical physics suggests that dreams are not just imagination, but fleeting windows into parallel realities. This is the story of what happens when the firewall drops at 3 AM and we catch a glimpse of the roads we didn't take. Welcome to the Ultraverse.

Ultraverse.EXE

Dark, driving, and experimental. 🌑

"Silence & Fury" is a fusion that shouldn't work, but does. Weaving the raw nostalgia of 90s club culture into a heavy, modern framework. It features the crushing weight of Doom and the relentless kick-drum drive of Hardstyle, but twisted into an experimental shape.

Soulful vocals float over a landscape that is equal parts atmospheric and aggressive. A unique trip into the darker side of the dancefloor.

Silence & Fury

Following the atmospheric path of 'Vienna Flight' https://soundcloud.com/zophrenia/vienna-flight?si=3592d0e8575e4c9d8a1376c04510db21&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing , my new single 'The Way You See Me' continues that emotional journey. The track is built upon my original lyrics and a raw piano and vocal guide, keeping the intimate feeling of the songwriting process at its core. It explores the contrast of moving at record speed through life while trying to find stillness, and the power of seeing yourself through the eyes of someone who believes in you.

T H E W A Y Y O U S E E M E

S A N C T U A R Y (RMX)

Afraid of Me

Vi Är En Big Bang

Marol is a musician, producer and songwriter born in 1982 in a small village in northern Sweden.

He started playing guitar at the age of eight, learning mostly through family rather than formal lessons. Music quickly became a space for curiosity and experimentation. At ten, he received an Amiga 1200 and discovered a simple music program that allowed him to create tracks using samples. From there, his world expanded.

Early influences ranged from Depeche Mode and Nine Inch Nails to reggae and pop acts like Ace of Base. Recording ideas on cassette tape, Marol began shaping his own sound long before finding a studio. Piano and synthesizers were always close by — his grandparents’ piano and a cousin’s synths became playgrounds for sound and intuition.

In the 1990s, with access to workstations and software like Cubase and Logic, he focused heavily on electronic music. At 21, his track Northern Lights was played on local radio — a quiet milestone that encouraged him to keep going.

Later, his path crossed with musicians from the grindcore and metal scene. Electronic elements met heavy guitars and guttural vocals, forming the band Zophrania, where contrasts became collaboration. When the band dissolved, Marol moved to Norway, set up a home studio, and continued creating independently.

Between 2020 and 2022, new technology opened a simpler, more direct workflow. It allowed him to work closer to instinct — faster, freer, and more aligned with his ideas and emotions. His music remained his own, but without the need to slow down or compromise the creative process.

Today, Marol’s work is fluid and exploratory. He moves between genres without attachment, always experimenting, always in motion. Music is deeply personal to him — he only produces what feels honest and real in the moment.

Recently relocating to Vienna, what began as a short visit turned into a new chapter. The city sparked fresh inspiration, and he decided to stay. Alongside music, Marol now also creates music videos, a long-standing passion that has found new life.

For those who get bored easily — congratulations.
Marol doesn’t have that problem.



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Check out my latest music video's featuring KAT

KAT - In deinen Takt : https://youtu.be/oJAJkRRRfL4

KAT - Vienna Style : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WkWQX0WTKxE

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