When the fear is laid – Cinematic, Indie, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 4 June 2026
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## 🧠 ABOUT THE PROCESS
I transformed my original poem by adapting it into lyrics that were then used for a song generated using Suno, featuring my voice. Below you’ll find part of the original poem, the revised lyrics, and the musical version.
## 📜 ORIGINAL POEM
In a world often driven by fear and illusion, When the Fear is Laid explores the search for inner sight and authentic being. It is a reflection on awakening, discernment and the quiet transformation that begins when fear loosens its hold upon the soul.
Beings filled with love Building a bright new future Their minds keen work tools
[Verse] Beings filled with such love to share building bright new future so rare Their minds keen work tools to provide Their hearts multiply not divide
[Verse] Others filled with void to impart Twirling into oblivion’s chart Their empty corpses ridden holes Their minds flayed by unconscious roles
[Chorus] Artfully woven game is played Heart peaceful when the fear is laid Down with mindless corpses passive Measured, calm, beings of soul live
[Verse] They say find silence to harness The inner tool of the stillness Yet some seek point blank illusions Covert complicit collusions
[Verse] Choose wisely battles to be fought There is no freedom to be sought within the pangs of emptiness There can only survive darkness
[Verse] Mind in deep trance redeem the light Slowly within find inner sight What leads you firmly to your soul redeeming you, making you whole
[Chorus] Artfully woven game is played Heart peaceful when the fear is laid Down with mindless corpses passive Measured, calm, beings of soul live
## 🎧 SUNO SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎬 Cinematic version A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity. When the fear is laid – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌿 Indie version An indie interpretation with a softer, reflective tone, incorporating plaintive cello and violin sounds for a distinctive indie sound. When the fear is laid – Indie Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Trip-Hop version A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth When the fear is laid –Trip-Hop Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
## 🎼 ABOUT THESE VERSIONS
This piece has been interpreted across multiple musical styles using Suno, exploring how the same lyrics evolve through Cinematic, Indie and Trip-Hop influences.
Funny times (AI Suno song using my voice and my lyrics) 18 March 2026
Courtesy freepik.com
[Verse] Playing hide and seek, funny times Without salt to eat, you cooked rhymes Neither of us two was at fault for wasted banquets put to halt
[Verse] Spent morrows, breakfast on the grass learn how to cheat, waste time in class eat tiny toasts of buttered bread I don’t judge what goes to your head
[Verse] Merely spectator of your taunts invisible spectre that haunts breaking journey to middle Earth unending piling of the dirt
[Verse] Now we know Truth a dictator merely points to the equator Surrender naked cast the lies No other options will arise
[Verse] Fishing rod through the ice clad holes An expedition to North pole Looking through the frigid waters with decorum that us alters
[Chorus] Funny times your expectations Coughing mirth, mind roams Earth’s nations We travel on journeys of sight the other always wall to smite Years of neglect result inspect Jagged edges in retrospect
[Verse] We eat green, end harvests yellow The lost sheen of Heart ne’er mellow The worn-out scythes cutting so rough into hearts so withered and tough
[Verse] Closed with time the crusts grew so hard It would take more than random bard to liquefy rust through songs shared lost inner ramblings from hares scared
[Verse] Oh tepid heart whose ways are cold know fortune favours but the bold Bundled prize winners are tired of all things that we once admired
[Verse] Arrogance, Time spins in the bogs huddled groups dissect living frogs Princes now relic of the past Fairytales are not meant to last
[Verse] Wings clipped neatly, the Angels fall What we knew I barely recall Crossing rivers between logs high Hush baby in the sky don’t fly
[Chorus] Funny times your expectations Coughing mirth, mind roams Earth’s nations We travel on journeys of sight the other always wall to smite Years of neglect result inspect Jagged edges in retrospect
[Verse] I lost them twice forgotten wings learn respect like all changelings He prays for my soul, morphing cast Theatrical face kept aghast
[Verse] Religion, malice reservoir Castration, damnation so far Everything against the True Love head bent now weep o weakened Dove
[Verse] God takes not an A, you spell wrong Heart lost in dark road you claimed strong yet you keep goading lost cattle against the stark odds I battle
[Verse] This testing, I know it was honed Yet I fail as each woman stoned It cost my faith yet I will hail your endless glory as I wail
[Chorus] Funny times your expectations Coughing mirth, mind roams Earth’s nations We travel on journeys of sight the other always wall to smite Years of neglect result inspect Jagged edges in retrospect
“Funny Times” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Cinematic
“Funny Times” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Gospel
“Funny Times” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Indie
With a bowing head
she welcomed the contrivance
her plan hid in mind
Fools thought her broken
She smiled at the morons’ schemes
her vengeance supreme
The arch in her brows
hiss of her inner being
only dunce ignores
Stellar detection
she examined first the clowns
The idiots stared
A flutter arose
In hearts of the compromised
The innocent woke
Prime numbers sashayed
The nerds ran helter-skelter
Her arms crushed their will
Reading of the poem:
Outlook opening
within the mind a sparkle
zest of life’s vigour
Growth of energy
in landscapes of a picture
hanging in my head
Seascapes designs show
outline of an entity
forming from essence
Contours’ perspective
a vision of a being
prospect of morrows
A quick glimpse to view
aspects of the living soul
The look of the heart
The stretch of the sight
A scene of silent beauty
The way of the breath
Reading of the poem:
Dinka - Mute Your Life And Float
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