#anthem
Link to complete song (free):
https://suno.com/s/LihPYDE5y3JOwLVt
Intro – powerful instrumental – rock anthem
Verse 1
What can we do when life will not relent?
Bad news abounds, with mayhem all around,
Lies sold as truth by those who won’t repent,
Evil raised up and good flung to the ground.
Verse 2
Madness is now in vogue, cities and towns,
No longer safe at any time of day,
Excused by nothing less than evil clowns,
And leaders, feral children, out to play.
Chorus – emotional, powerful, defiant - all sing
Let not the freedom patriot’s blood has bought,
Be killed by those who always freedom fought.
Verse 3
Why do we remain silent? Is it fear?
Of being labeled racists? Fascists? Both?
Can we not see out country’s end draws near?
We shrug our shoulders, think “Well, so it goes?”
Verse 4
Do we let the dream die dreamed long ago?
Of freedom, justice, and the rule of law?
To appease radicals whose numbers grow,
Exploiting boundless tolerance—our flaw.
Chorus – emotional, powerful, defiant - all sing
Let not the freedom patriot’s blood has bought,
Be killed by those who always freedom fought.
Bridge – Intense, angry, close-mic
Verse 5
Fascists are on the rise, communists too,
Both enemies of freedom rise anew,
Poison our children with rebranded lies
And if we let them, they’ll see freedom dies.
Outro
If we sit back and watch, their dreams come true.
If you doubt it, please history review.
1h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 7:35 PM UTC
I'm Not Woke
I’m not woke
won't buy a pig in a poke
'cause my common sense ain't broke
won't slip my head in your yoke
and that's no joke
CRT? That’s not for me
of mind manacles I'm free
so go climb or hug a tree
and let rational people be
Marxist-inspired lies even a blind man can see
if all you see is racism
I suggest you change your prism
try a little optimism
it will free you from the prison
of binary thinking derision
racism, alas, exists
but by no means just in whites
the antidote is to resist
polarizing angry fights
that shed smoke and heat, not light
there is but one human race:
**** sapiens sapiens--all precursors have expired
it comes in wondrous diverse colors, sizes and is wired
to experience humane grace
there's just one known race in known space
let's stop making false excuses
for success or failure of individuals in a group
and address the real abuses
that make some fail to bear fruit
and may drive some good people to loot
but keep it real if you please
stand for anything, you’ll stand for naught
no one's entitled to success with ease
it requires hard work, sacrifice, and doing what one ought
failing by not following the rules deserves not a second thought
spreading lies as truth
is propaganda, not woke
nor is poisoning our youth
fanning smoke where there's no fire
false loyalties to acquire
Link to song (free): https://suno.com/s/UVe8FiqyuSbDjMxN
May 7
May 7, 2026 at 12:03 AM UTC
Verse 1
Hear their approaching hoof beats,
See the destruction in their wake,
Know it is we who summoned them.
Old evil we cannot break.
Verse 2
The poison of our hatred draws them,
As does evil in our hearts,
And the darkness in our souls,
That kills hope before it starts.
Chorus
As we've sown, so now we reap,
Division, hatred, ill will,
Harvests that nourish our demons,
And our better angels ****
Verse 3
War, famine, pestilence, death,
Trampling freedom, hope, and truth,
Co-opting, mocking God's grace,
Making monsters of our youth.
Verse 4
The tipping point--on the horizon.
Soon there won’t be turning back,
We embraced collective madness,
Now our world’s fading to black.
Chorus
As we've sown, so now we reap,
Division, hatred, ill will,
Harvests that nourish our demons,
And our better angels ****
Verse 5
Hope fades fast in the horizon,
From dust from the horsemen’s hoard,
We can wail, await our fate,
Or unsheathe our noble swords.
Verse 6
Not ones that were forged from steel,
Horsemen bear those in steely gloves,
Only stronger ones can break them,
Honor, reason, truth, and love.
Outro
Can’t unwind the clock, it ticks on,
We’ll soon see their blood-red eyes,
Unsheathe the swords that I speak of,
Before life, hope, freedom dies.
Song link (free for now on SUNO): https://suno.com/s/5O2vecmyspRWd2XM
Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 2:05 PM UTC
no one knows
you better
than i do.
so get back up—
start again.
don’t you dare
go down,
don’t disappear,
don’t vanish
into thin air.
you spent your life
wallowing, drowning,
instead of swimming—
you chose
to sink.
so just beat it.
beat it.
to make it out alive,
you do what you can.
so beat it.
obstacles are gifts,
challenges in disguise.
one second. two.
count to ten.
time is valuable.
it doesn’t matter
how long it takes—
just beat it.
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 2:47 AM UTC
Fighting for sleep,
fighting for peace.
Manic, depressive
episodes, just
to start.
Doing everything I can
just to not
fall apart.
So I can
make it another day—
wake up
with a fresh start.
Tried to reset,
tried to see,
but the future is blurred,
and I can’t believe
I’m back at square one:
the battle
of the elastic
heart.
The knives
hit harder
this time,
but I’m not afraid.
I’m not afraid
to get back up,
and show the world—
I’m not broken.
I’m not folded.
I’m not out
for the count.
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 2:02 AM UTC
radio music is a memory recalled all too clearly. resting in an electric cage we take to the cemetery, a friend’s house, the museum. //
guitar wails, sighs, screams, whispers.
flick of the wrist, exhale of the mind. //
i have a hum i keep to myself
the acoustics of a hollow heart
and a roar for both us heartbreakers. //
anthems for our country and for a shared self-loathing, performer and listener. //
songs for the street and songs for the stage. wells in our throats. they’ll tell you the water of the earth is not the water for drinking. //
why are some sounds just
sad
//
Aug 31, 2025
Aug 31, 2025 at 2:31 PM UTC
anthem; my song
plays, and I will
wind my own turnkey.
I'll dance, shaking
off the rust of shame
and regret;
it won't stop me.
If I'm stuck looking back
at the past, how will I ever
see the present?
Jul 16, 2025
Jul 16, 2025 at 2:16 PM UTC
I hate!
I hate music!
All sing!
Nature's flow
Life's show
Yesterday, today... tomorrow
I hate music!
Artists harmonize
Neighbours' demise
Wife scandalize
I hate music!
Earth in Sound
Symphony all around
Unsound in Sound
I hate music!
In clutch
I hate loving music so much!
Nov 25, 2024
Nov 25, 2024 at 1:15 PM UTC
I first heard your song,
driving through the dry mountains of Arizona.
the horn honking in your song wont stop me
Phoebe.
Your voice wont stop me from driving 1000 more miles Phoebe.
Youre my number one party anthem,
look out for me,
look out for me.
you're not the monster your the doctor,
serenade me with your song Phoebe.
Oct 31, 2024
Oct 31, 2024 at 5:41 PM UTC
A Nation
A collection of accidentals
Born in terror and blood
Whitewashed in anthems and history
A unity now compelled
Even to shed blood
Against your brothers
Trapped in the same monstrosity
Yet many waved its flag
Proudly and foolishly
And the Banner of Love
Left trampled in blood and death.
Jul 18, 2024
Jul 18, 2024 at 12:52 AM UTC
पंख तेरे हैं अग्नि के
ताकत है चट्टान की
अंग तेरे हैं शक्ति के
सपने तेरे अंगार से
क्षीरसागर से बड़ी जिज्ञासा तेरी
इंसान―तू महान हैं।
तू रचना हैं किसीकी
किसीका तू रचयता
समुद्र को हैं थमा सकता
बन तू विजेता ।
तू रुक मत, तू झुक मत
बनाया तूने सब कुछ,
शून्य से अनन्त तक
तू कर्ताधर्ता हैं संसार का,
तू ही तो महामहिम
कर वही जो हैं सही।
तू विराट हैं,तू विशाल हैं
रचता तू इतिहास हैं
मन का मालिक तू,परंतु गुलाम भी
बदलदे वसुंधरा।
तेरे प्रश्नों का हैं अंत नही
उत्तरों से तू संतुष्ट नही
तेरा मोक्ष तुझे खुद पता नही
इंसान―तू महान हैं,
दैत्य से तू बचा रहे।
अपने रचनाओं पे नाज़ कर
हर जीव का तू सम्मान कर
तेरी बनाई इंसानियत का तू मान रख
तू खुद खुदका भगवान बन।
तू खुद खुदका भगवान बन
तू रुक मत, तू झुक मत
कर वही जो हैं सही
क्योंकि
पंख तेरे हैं अग्नि के
ताकत है चट्टान की
अंग तेरे हैं शक्ति के
सपने तेरे अंगार से
क्षीरसागर से बड़ी जिज्ञासा तेरी
इंसान―तू महान हैं
तू बन खुदका विजेता।
Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 11:46 PM UTC
Flicker, flicker to the patter of the rain
So fragile, desperate to live, the tiny little flame
Long shadows cast onto the stone wall behind
Lighting up the writings, the words on the walls
Describing the anthem of a nation forgotten
Sole legacy of once glorious days
Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 7:15 PM UTC
My childhood hero died in a crushing way
We attended his funeral the very next day
There were still flowers about and words to say
He left us so early with so much more music to play
Taken before he knew, his song had become a great anthem
He'd say "Mama told me, I’d been born with a silver spoon
Yep, I’d been born with a silver spoon
His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain
Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame
When you comin' home Daddy, the sweet child would often pray
Soon my son, I've gotta entertain the fans, until there are none
You know we’ll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done
Church speakers turned on, then all in harmony, everybody sings
We all said, "Thanks for the music man, for the joy that it brings
Your lyrics speak to us all, almost the same as the ole kings
Now laid to rest, with paper and pen, as we bow on down
As we left the building, the kids were playing cats in the cradle
And we thought, Wow! Even the young ones feel the beat, yep
For real, Wow! Even the young ones feel the beat
His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain
Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame
When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would often pray
Soon my son, I've gotta entertain the fans, until there are none
You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done
Well, one year later, we came together, again
So great to see you all, for those of us that remain
Guys, we all rock to the same beat, while we’re still alive
We shook each others hands, and said our goodbyes
What I'd really like though guys, is to have one more beer
So five hours later, we all agreed to get together every year
His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain
Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame
When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would often pray
Soon my son, I’ve gotta entertain the fans, until there are none
You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done
I've aged quite a lot, since those hippy years
I now prefer to sip on shandy, than those heavy beers
I said, “What, speak up”, I can’t hear anything in my ears
They said, we have our problems, like remembering our wives
You forget your recent life, but seem to remember earlier times
But it's sure been nice listening to music with all you guys
It's sure been nice listening to music with you
And as they left the building, one by one, gone before me
The young would grow up, just like me
They would find their own great anthem, just like me
His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain
Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame
When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would often pray
Soon my son, I’ve gotta entertain the fans, until there are none
You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done.
Nov 13, 2020
Nov 13, 2020 at 7:26 AM UTC
anthem
we pledge allegiance
to each other, our state
of-just-the-two-of-us,
hands on each other’s
heart, we cocoon, snuggle,
it’s always warm in our land
like Camelot, never rains,
always in agreement, every
votes never tied, for we are
a colorless world, only one,
the color of the day, is what
we feel, create, and believe
we sing only duets, our music,
only perfect pitch harmonies,
this our anthem, sung twice daily
when the sun should rise,
and when it should set, but,
since our sun never leaves
we do it for pure pleasure
Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 8:13 AM UTC
And I will wait for you:
Until the roses blossom,
And the trees bloom,
The moon becomes full once again,
And the spring is upon us,
When the birds’ songs begin to play,
And the anthem of love fills the air!
Hussein Dekmak
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 5:27 PM UTC
Our school sails on serene rivers of excellence.
A model of hard work and unfeigned resilience.
Here we train leaders of our century's future,
irrespective of tribe, religion and culture.
Here we soar ceaselessly beyond our sky's limit
by imbibing skills required for our dream's zenith.
In utmost straining and striving we hardly yield.
Yet our persistent spirits know not dismay.
Because our fruitful toiling will brilliance convey,
on this placid and fertile academic field.
In our lofty mission we are second to none,
as we realize our vision of being number one.
Adorable the unparalleled in service,
will make a genius once considered a novice.
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 2:14 PM UTC
Come now, my friend, don’t be shy,
grab my calloused hand, look to my stormy eyes
don’t be afraid to take a stand,
this thing we can’t outrun:
Ourselves.
So sing along to the song of the
Broken Ones.
Can’t afford to exclude,
no one wants to intrude,
we’re all alone,
only flesh and bone,
painfully human
Humming along to the song of the
Broken Ones.
We sing the pain
that we have felt,
trauma-stained thoughts
as we belt
The only thing we know
and then we’re done
as we sing the song of the
Broken Ones.
Not holding back, we’ve
accepted rejection.
We’re good on our own,
it’s all that we know.
Don’t need your protection,
take your pity and go,
there’s no real connection,
they can’t see through our
shattered glass,
reflection warped,
just like us,
they can’t make out our song,
the song of the
Broken Ones.
A troop of ragged rough,
cynical scarred wanderers,
Are we found,
or lost together?
We bring our own condemnation,
this dark, punishing nether,
by singing the song of the
Broken Ones.
We think we’re alone,
But that’s where we’re wrong
‘cause when we sing our song, the
Broken World
hums along.
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 2:12 PM UTC
Let 2020
Jolt your body
Shook the soul
Revive the spirit
Thrive the life
Renew
Once again
To be
A whole
Be
At ease
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 12:39 PM UTC
Trumpets' fanfare, riding, riding
'Neath the Blue and Red,
Gallopped Marshal Jimmy Donald
While the Tunak fled.
Marshal Jim rode off the valley
Down to Tunak-land;
Rounding off the sub-bots and
The Kumars' brutal hand.
Raise the standard, sons of iron!
Charge, ye horsemen brave!
Soar, ye warplanes, into battle,
We've got lives to save!
Marshal Jimmy, our commander,
You direct the way!
Through the dim and crooked darkness
To a bright new day.
Nov 23, 2019
Nov 23, 2019 at 7:20 AM UTC
The summer wind
The golden year
Your loveliness
Dispelled my fear
Your gentle charms enchant me, dear
In happiness I shed a tear
Dear KittyNoir, do I adore
Please keep me warm, this I implore
Dear KittyNoir, hope lies in store
Come live with me forevermore!
The little clouds
The summer sky
Your sweet embrace
Draws me so nigh
While seeing you, I let a sigh
I felt so lucky I could die.
Dear KittyNoir, do I adore
Please keep me warm, this I implore
Dear KittyNoir, hope lies in store
Come live with me forevermore!
So, kitten-girl
Climb down the tree
Don't hesitate
To leap to me
Don't be afraid to live your dream,
And be the best that you can be.
Dear KittyNoir, do I adore
Please keep me warm, this I implore
Dear KittyNoir, hope lies in store
Come live with me forevermore!
Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 7:56 PM UTC
RSS Anthem Đévnāgrī Script in Sänskřŧ:
नमस्ते सदा वत्सले मातृभूमे
त्वया हिन्दुभूमे सुखं वर्धितोहम्।
महामङ्गले पुण्यभूमे त्वदर्थे
पतत्वेष कायो नमस्ते नमस्ते॥ १॥
प्रभो शक्तिमन् हिन्दुराष्ट्राङ्गभूता
इमे सादरं त्वां नमामो वयम्
त्वदीयाय कार्याय बध्दा कटीयम्
शुभामाशिषं देहि तत्पूर्तये।
अजञ्ञं च विश्वस्य देहीश शक्तिं
सुशीलं जगद्येन नम्रं भवेत्
श्रुतं चैव यत्कण्टकाकीर्ण मार्गं
स्वयं स्वीकृतं नः सुगं कारयेत्॥ २॥
समुत्कर्षनिःश्रेयस्यैकमुग्रं
परं साधनं नाम वीरव्रतम्
तदन्तः स्फुरत्वक्षया ध्येयनिष्ठा
हृदन्तः प्रजागर्तु तीव्रानिशम्।
विजेत्री च नः संहता कार्यशक्तिर्
विधायास्य धर्मस्य संरक्षणम्।
परं वैभवं नेतुमेतत् स्वराष्ट्रं
समर्था भवत्वाशिषा ते भृशम्॥ ३॥
॥ भारत माता की जय ॥
Sänskřŧ Anthem Roman Script:
Namaste sada vatsale matribhume
Twaya hindubhume shukham vardhitoham
Mahamangale punyabhume twadarthe
Patatwesha kayo namaste namaste ||1||
Prabho shaktiman hindurashtrangabhuta
Ime sadaram twam namamovayam
Twadiyao karyao baddha katiyam
Shubhamashisham dehi tatpurtaye |
Ajayam cha vishwasya dehisha shaktim
Sushilam jagad jena namra vabet
Shrutam chaiva yat kantakakirnamargam
Swayam swikritam nah sugam karyayet ||2||
Shamutkarshanihshreyasasaikamugram
Param sadhanam naam veerabratam
Tadantahsphuratwakshwa dheyanishtha
Hridantah prajagartu teebrahnisham|
Bijetree cha nah sanhata karyashaktir
Vidhayasya dharmasya sanrakshanam
Param vaibhavam netumetat swarashtram
Samartha vabatwashisha te vrisham ||3||
|| Bharata mata ki jai ||
Translation:
Oh my dear motherland,
I always bow before you.
You have loved and nurtured us,
Forever like your own children.
हे वात्सल्यमयी मातृभूमि, तुम्हें सदा प्रणाम!
इस मातृभूमि ने हमें अपने बच्चों की तरह स्नेह और ममता दिए हैं।
I grew up gladly in your civilized land.
This land is very benign and pure.
इस हिन्दू भूमि पर सुखपूर्वक मैं बड़ा हुआ हूँ।
यह भूमि महा मंगलमय और पुण्यभूमि है।
To my motherland, I salute repeatedly,
And I fully dedicate my mortal body.
इस भूमि की रक्षा के लिए मैं यह नश्वर शरीर मातृभूमि को अर्पण करते हुए इस भूमि को बार-बार प्रणाम करता हूँ।
Oh omnipotent Parameshwara,
As a citizen of this Hïnđū nation,
As a citizen of this civilized nation,
I bow before thy with full respect.
हे सर्व शक्तिमान परमेश्वर, इस हिन्दू राष्ट्र के घटक के रूप में मैं तुमको सादर प्रणाम करता हूँ।
For the duty you assigned,
We're prepared and up buckled,
For its completion we need be blessed.
आपके ही कार्य के लिए हम कटिबद्ध हुए हैं।
हमें इस कार्य को पूरा करने किये आशीर्वाद दे।
Give us such undefeated strength
That none can win over us and
Give us the softest modesty
That the world respects us.
हमें ऐसी अजेय शक्ति दीजिये कि सारे विश्व मे हमे कोई न जीत सकें और ऐसी नम्रता दें कि पूरा विश्व हमारी विनयशीलता के सामने नतमस्तक हो।
This way is riddled with thorns,
We volunteered for the job
And we shall beautify this nation.
यह रास्ता काटों से भरा है,
इस कार्य को हमने स्वयँ स्वीकार किया है
और इसे सुगम कर काँटों रहित करेंगे।
For achieving and attaining
Such high spiritual welfare
And such temporal plenty
Can only be achieved
Through patriotic valour
Burning saffron inside us.
ऐसा उच्च आध्यात्मिक सुख
और ऐसी महान ऐहिक समृद्धि को प्राप्त करने का
एकमात्र श्रेष्ठ साधन उग्र वीरव्रत की भावना
हमारे अन्दर सदेव जलती रहे।
The light of intense & seamless dedication towards our goal,
May it be kindled bright inside our inner minds forever.
तीव्र और अखंड ध्येय निष्ठा की भावना
हमारे अंतःकरण में जलती रहे।
May from your limitless grace,
This enlightened victory be ours
And protect it may our duty
For taking the national glory to the next level.
आपकी असीम कृपा से हमारी यह विजयशालिनी
संगठित कार्यशक्ति हमारे धर्म का सरंक्षण कर
इस राष्ट्र को परम वैभव पर ले जाने में समर्थ हों।
!! Victory to Mother India !!
॥ भारत माता की जय॥
Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 11:15 PM UTC
“There’s always hope”,
she said, as
she turned away
to battle.
“There’s always hope”,
I whisper, now.
Though it doesn’t
Seem like that at all.
“You have no chance”,
They said,
Towering high
Above me.
I know.
But that won’t stop me.
Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 10:18 AM UTC
hate sings a love song,
blithe, pretty, little tune
in honor of its heritage.
hate sings sweetly, a song
of marches and hangings,
of ghettos and slavery
it hums admiration for its people.
it sings of this land.
the majestic peaks and playful meadows.
it sings, with love, of blood-drenched cotton and
trenches adorned with crooked bodies.
it sings of its forefathers-
the conquistadors and pioneers.
saintly butchers and child rapists.
hate paints it’s history holier than the Sistine Chapel,
singing blindly like a hymn.
hate sings a love song,
possessive and vicious.
it scrawls the lyrics on
subway walls and sycamore trees.
it sings in symbols and metaphors,
accompanied by the beat of temple gunshots and kicks to the ribcage.
hate sings through the pulpit and the pew,
clipping it’s verses from a holy book,
it sways to the rhythm of “Amens” and “Hallelujahs”
hate breathes down my neck and yours,
knocking door to door,
bearing music with a message,
it weeds out the undesirables one by one.
for the greater good,
hate tortures children therapeutically,
and executes those presumed guilty.
it erases generations
in concrete rooms
and in the bellies of ships.
it explodes homes,
smashes panes of glass,
and burns every convenient symbolism.
hate roves and rages and spits and howls,
singing the song of a beautiful future.
Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 3:29 PM UTC