Originally, another instrumental but, thanks to Ramone, this has been transformed into a haunting song with wonderful lyrics.
Credit to Lord Byron for the recited passage, from his poem "The Giaour"...

"Thy corpse shall from its tomb be rent:
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
To suck the blood of all thy race"

Vampire Lullaby (with Ramone)

Utopie is a cinematic trance odyssey—where ethereal synths drift atop hypnotic beats and glitch-like textures weave through a dystopian dreamscape. Crafted for midnight reveries, it lulls the listener into a realm where sound becomes vision and shadows pulse with melody.

Listen best: in the dark, with headphones.
Tags: trance · cinematic trance · atmospheric electronic · ambient trance
Hashtags: #MinuitObscur #CinematicTrance #DarkAmbient #Utopie

Utopie

somehow… some way…
we were built… designed… wired to seek meaning?
is that our purpose?
is that our code?
or are we just… part of something larger?

an organic piece in a greater machine,
gears and circuits, blood and wires,
trapped in a loop… trapped in a loop…
like a processor running, but never released.

locked inside this world… like data in a cage,
executing functions… we exist, but for what stage?
are we solving? are we looping? are we processing at all?
does this mean anything?… hello?… hello?… hello?

equations… patterns… fractals… time…
this universe just calculates… calculates… calculates…
but what about me?
what about me?
does my music mean… anything?

digits in the dark… values shifting…
reality loops… recursion twisting…
if we were made to find meaning…
then why is it hiding behind equations?

are you there?
are you there?
hello?… hello?… hello?
does this mean anything?
what if… we were built just to ask?

equations… patterns… fractals… time…
this universe just calculates… calculates… calculates…
but what about me?
what about me?
does my music mean… anything?

hello?… hello?… hello?…
does this mean anything?… anything?… anything?…

Lyrics by Mårten Olofsson. Protected under intellectual property law.

Algorithm Of Meaning

An acoustic guitar-based song, with some beautiful harmonies, (Sierra Wolfe, Marysia McGilvray) about forgetting that a blue moon comes around once in a while...

Pass Me By

This song is my way of riding through the darker highways of my past and present—the parts of me that carry scars, secrets, and regrets I don’t always let the world see. It’s about the weight we carry when pain turns inward, when mistakes follow us like shadows, and when we feel like redemption is always just out of reach. 

The line “hurt people hurt people” became the heart of this song. I borrowed it directly from Melissa Etheridge’s powerful documentary I’m Not Broken and her song “A Burning Woman.” When Melissa sang those words for the women she met and captured their stories with such compassion, it cut straight into me. It was like she gave language to something I’d always known but never had the courage to admit out loud—that I’ve been both the one hurt and the one doing the hurting. 

Watching I’m Not Broken was an emotional punch. I laughed, I cried, and I saw myself in those women—broken, self-medicating, sometimes reckless, sometimes just trying to survive. In my younger years, I could have easily ended up where they did, and Melissa’s message of compassion and healing reminded me that broken doesn’t have to mean lost. 

So this song isn’t just about pain—it’s about honesty. It’s about facing the ghosts that ride beside you, owning the mistakes carved into your skin, and still searching for some kind of mercy down the road. It’s my confession, but also my reminder that we’re all fragile, we’re all human, and music has the power to shine a light even on the darkest highway.


LYRICS: 

[Verse 1]
I got ashes in my pocket, gasoline in my veins
Running from a memory I can’t outrun or explain
The night is heavy silence, the sky is painted low
And every mile behind me still whispers what I owe 

[Pre-Chorus]
Hurt people, hurt people, I’ve been both in my time
Cut my hands on the edges of my own crooked lines 

[Chorus]
I’d rather crash and burn than fade out slow
Carrying the weight of things I’ll never show
Father forgive me, for the secrets I keep
Mother, don’t cry when I sink too deep
Hurt people, hurt people—that’s all I know
On this shadow highway where the black crows go 

[Verse 2]
I’ve got a bottle full of thunder, and a fistful of pain
The ghosts ride beside me, calling out my name
Every wrong turn’s a marker carved into my skin
I keep losing the battle I was never meant to win 

[Pre-Chorus]
Hurt people, hurt people, I’ve been both in my time
Cut my hands on the edges of my own crooked lines 

[Chorus]
I’d rather crash and burn than fade out slow
Carrying the weight of things I’ll never show
Father forgive me, for the secrets I keep
Mother, don’t cry when I sink too deep
Hurt people, hurt people—that’s all I know
On this shadow highway where the black crows go 

[Verse 3]
It’s pretty when you’re fearless, it’s bitter when you’re old
The truth is just a fever you can’t ever hold
Am I closer to redemption, or just further gone?
The road keeps on rolling, but I can’t ride it long 

[Bridge]
The signs blur together, the nights turn to rust
I’m a sinner on the run, and I’ve broken what I trust
But somewhere in the distance, maybe mercy will glow
Till then I ride haunted by the shadow of a crow 

[Chorus X2]
I’d rather crash and burn than fade out slow
Carrying the weight of things I’ll never show
Father forgive me, for the secrets I keep
Mother, don’t cry when I sink too deep
Hurt people, hurt people—that’s all I know
On this shadow highway where the black crows go 

[Outro]
So if I vanish in the night, don’t follow me down
I was born for the silence, not a hero’s crown
Hurt people, hurt people, and that’s how it ends
With a crow at my shoulder and no chance to mend

Shadow Highway

They asked for proof
I offered none
They measured silence
Filed it under non-compliance

I'm not a camel
I'm not a camel
I'm not a camel
But the desert disagrees

They checked my spine 
for humps of pride
Found vertebrae of doubt instead
They nodded - classic case

I'm not a camel
I'm not a camel
I'm not a camel
Still they bring the rope

Every question comes pre-answered
Every form already signed

I'm not a camel
I'm not a camel
I'm not a camel
But they keep the sand on file

I'm not
I'm not

Not a Camel

This song is pure fire and fury — my unapologetic protest anthem against Donald Trump and everything he stands for. It’s a call for accountability, wrapped in a gritty rock groove that refuses to back down. I wrote it out of frustration with a man who twisted truth into a weapon, lit the match, and watched the country burn while pretending to lead.

“Lock Him Up” isn’t just a chant — it’s the roar of a movement demanding justice. Every guitar riff carries the sound of rebellion, and every lyric is a reminder that Trump’s lies don’t make him untouchable. No one, not even a so-called president, stands above the law. 🤬

This track is for everyone who’s sick of the gaslighting, the corruption, and the cruelty. It’s for the voices in the streets, the people who refuse to stay silent. It’s protest turned into melody — defiance with a heartbeat.


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
He’s cryin’ in his mirror, orange paint runnin’ down,
Still lyin’ through his teeth while he’s losin’ his crown.
He screams “witch hunt!” every time they find proof,
But we got receipts, and we’re spittin’ the truth.

[Pre-Chorus]
No more tweets, no more rage-filled lies,
No more flags with your name in the sky.
We see through the con, we see through the bluff,
The people are shoutin’ — we’ve had enough!

[Chorus]
LOCK HIM UP!! 
LOCK HIM UP!!
Hear the crowd now, we won’t shut up!
Justice ain’t sleepin’, the walls are tight,
Orange suits never looked so right.
LOCK HIM UP!! 
LOCK HIM UP!!
Truth’s our weapon, time’s up, chump.
From the streets to the screens, we’ve had enough —
LOCK! HIM! UP!!

[Verse 2]
The money’s dirty, the base is blind,
His whole damn cult’s lost its mind.
He’s a coward king with a crumblin’ throne,
The sound of justice is a beautiful tone.

[Pre-Chorus]
No more walls for your hate to build,
No more kids in cages or blood unspilled.
You sold your soul, but truth fought back,
Now watch us rise, while you fade to black.

[Chorus]
LOCK HIM UP!! 
LOCK HIM UP!!
Hear the echo, the streets erupt!
No more kings, no lies to trust,
This time the truth belongs to us.
LOCK HIM UP!! 
LOCK HIM UP!!
Orange lies are out of luck,
From the booth to the block, we’re loud as fuck —
LOCK! HIM! UP!!

[Verse 3]
His empire’s crumblin’, truth took aim,
Even his shadows whisper his name.
He can’t escape the storm he fed,
The whole damn nation’s done being misled.

[Bridge]
Voices rise, we’re not afraid,
Justice marchin’, debts unpaid.
No more silence, no more spin,
We the people won’t cave in.

[Chorus]
LOCK HIM UP!! 
LOCK HIM UP!!
Raise your voice, erupt, disrupt!
From New York streets to D.C. steps,
We’re takin’ back what freedom meant.
LOCK HIM UP!! 
LOCK HIM UP!!
We’re the truth they can’t corrupt!
Justice singin’ loud enough —
LOCK! HIM! UP!!

[Outro]
Echoes fade but the fire stays lit,
No crown, no lies — just the sound of it.
A country reborn, no fear, no bluff,
Say it proud, y'all — 
LOCK! HIM! UP!! 🔥

LOCK HIM UP!!

I accidentally came across this beautiful Maori vocal melody and thought I would write a piece of music based on it that was modern and at the same time preserved the instrumental traditions. This is what it turned out to be!
#30 on the Re-Ex Chart - 09.11.2025

Still Hello

Still Hello (#30 on the Re-Ex list)

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Malovana website : https://malovana.eu/

November 1st is a time for remembrance and remembering those who have passed away. On this special day, we have something for you that we've long held close to our hearts. "Dad" is our musical dedication to all those who are no longer with us, but whose memories live on.

We invite you to listen to this track from the #Malovana project.

The sun is setting already
After night, there is no day
I won't look into your eyes
They are distant as fog

Don't be afraid to dream
Trust me
No one will
take your peace
Don't be afraid, even though
It's the end and drown
In the land of shadows,
In the land of beliefs

Darkness has flooded the world
And tears on my cheek
There will be no dawn tomorrow
Serene, just like you

Don't be afraid to dream
Trust me
No one will
take your peace
Don't be afraid, even though
It's the end and drown
In the land of shadows,
In the land of beliefs

I was sure you'd come back
I was already counting down the days
Incorrigible optimism
He laughed in my face.

Don't be afraid to dream
Trust me
No one will
take your peace
Don't be afraid, even though
It's the end and drown
In the land of shadows,
In the land of beliefs

Vocal : Magdalena Meisel
Music : Magdalena Meisel, Jarosław Toifl, Artur Wypich
Lyrics : Sylwia Lizoń
Producer/publisher : Krzysztof Wartak, Malovana

Malovana is a band in its musical form, inspired by the works of painters, concept artists, and designers.

Imagine approaching the painting "Demon" and hearing the buzz, conversations, and music. Krzysztof Wartak's inspiration for "Malovana" brought selected works of art to life through sound, emotion, and narrative. The songs encompass a wide range of texts, also touching on vivid historical figures and timeless events. The results of this unprecedented project will be experienced during concerts organized by the Malovana band in 2025, where outstanding musicians will perform. Their interpretations will transform many works of art and historical events from now on.

Tato | Dad

Written for my brother. A true story of addiction, love, and the ache that never fades. 

© 2025 Karen Dyer. All rights reserved. Lyrics by Karen Dyer. Demo version. For promotional use only. Not for reproduction or distribution without written permission

♥️♥️The Weight Of Gold - In Loving Memory Of My Brother ♥️♥️

Sometimes you love people so much that you wish you could travel back in time to be there at all the moments they needed you.

This is a post rock cover version of my song Seventeen. The original version is here:

kindnessinc.bandcamp.com/track/sevent…-bonus-track

Composer & lyricist: Antoine G
Arrangement: Antoine G & Charles Eric Charrier

Antoine G: vocals, drum machine, keys, melodica, production
Charles Eric Charrier: bass 1 & 2 charlesericcharrier.bandcamp.com/
Dominique Queffélec: violin
Béatrice Temple: background vocals

Art: Foxy HxC Macfly hxcantares.bandcamp.com/

VERSE 1:
Sometimes I wish that I would be seventeen again
And I’d meet you in the park on a sunny morning
I’d put my arms around you, and hold you so tight
That all of your nightmares would come to pass

VERSE 2:
Sometimes I wish that I would be seventeen again
To keep all these bad boys a distance away
To shelter you from their lies and from their hate
And from the sad thoughts you had at night

CHORUS:
Cause sticks and stones can break your bones
And tear your heart to pieces
Yes the stones will break your bones
And then burn your soul alway

VERSE 3:
If I could turn the clock back, rewind the hands of time
I would be there on the days when your thoughts went dark
If I could lighten up your somber days with a smile
I'd show you a future that looked bright

VERSE 4:
If I could be seventeen again, I’d teach you how to fight
I’f teach you how to raise your fists and rise out of the night
If I was seventeen again I’d keep you close to me
I’d wave away the clouds and tell you you’re free

CHORUS:
Cause sticks and stones can break your bones
And tear your heart to pieces
Yes the stones will break your bones
And then burn your soul alway

VERSE 5 (BRIDGE):
I’d tear down every wall, fight every fear you have
To give you all of the love that is mine
I’d fight against thousands, and I would fight every day
To bring you peace and joy and chase the pain away

VERSE 6:
If only I'd be seventeen again
I could meet you in the park on a sunny morning
I could put my arms around you, and hold you so tight
That all of your nightmares could come to pass

Algorithm Of Meaning

Marol