Just a guy who makes some tunes to occupy his time.
Welcome, traveler. Sunoculus is an avant-garde artist who enjoys blurring the lines between creativity and tech-assisted music production. Every track is a unique sonic journey that encapsulates an idea, or feeling, blending meticulously curated lyrics, dynamic musical styles, and compelling beats to express what was previously impossible.
Story behind the song
About growing up, not being able to question the things you are indoctrinated with, and when you are older doubts start to creep in.
Lyrics
School halls echo, "trust in the state"
Heroes painted, in a history that they create
Told we're free, just play by their game
Don't question, don't disrupt, just stay tame
Raised under the cross, sharp as barbed wire
Told to kneel and kiss the ring of holy liars
Sunday sermons, drowning in fear
"Swallow the creed, don't let doubt near!"
Break the chains, crack the bell
We're not buying what they sell
Rip it up, from the ground
Free the truth from where it's bound
Years stack up, doubts start to scream
Cracks in the portrait of the American dream
What's preached ain't what's seen, it's a twisted faith
A dance with devils, disguised as wraiths
Then one night, under the glow of the screen
George Carlin spoke, slicing through the serene
Laughing in the face of the farce we're fed
"Question everything," that's what he said
A voice in the static, cutting through the night
Unveiling the lies, setting my mind alight
In a world so rotten from inside the core
Found my voice in the uproar
Break the chains, crack the bell
We're not buying what they sell
Rip it up, from the ground
Free the truth from where it's bound
So here's to the rebels, with the courage to defy
We won't quiet down, won't comply
To the roots of deceit, we light the fire
With a punk heart, our undying pyre
Break the chains, crack the bell
We're not buying what they sell
Rip it up, from the ground
Find the truth, where it's bound
Laughed with George in the dead of night
His truth my armor, my endless fight
The system's broken, we're the glue
Punk's promise, forever true