Rebirth out of lies – Cinematic, Folk, Indie Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 2 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
Set in the twilight between what was and what is becoming, this poem traces a journey of inner transformation. Wings heal, hidden codes unravel, and the self is reforged through struggle and revelation. Guided by an inner voice that chooses creation over conflict, it celebrates the quiet alchemy that turns hardship into beauty and gives rise to a new way of seeing the world.
They beat fast The heart’s pulsations At the throat Like a bird When the clipped wings have grown back First flight to freedom
[Verse] They beat fast the heart’s pulsations at the throat, like bird’s convulsions When clipped wings have lastly grown back first flight to freedom from closed track
[Verse] Twenty-three pairs now unfolding coils floating, twisting and turning The changes, they don’t come easy forging another one leesy
[Chorus] Within the twilight unfolding Like a novel of Sir Golding The true heart sees all that begins Rebirth out of lies, wager wins
[Verse] Decoded secrets of my spine Time for peace not war I opine cast skirmishes as I retreat Talk wonders in the surging heat
[Verse] I am sword forged in cool iron Liquefied Blue matter to turn weapon through my cutting edges beaten white upon life’s ridges
[Verse] Create word says my inner voice The poet composes all joys From gutter makes bed of roses content that beauty imposes
[Chorus] Within the twilight unfolding Like a novel of Sir Golding The true heart sees all that begins Rebirth out of lies, wager wins
## 🎧 SUNO SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎬 Cinematic version A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity. Rebirth out of lies – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌾 Folk version A folk interpretation of the song, focusing on acoustic textures and a more intimate, stripped-down sound that highlights the lyrical and emotional core. Rebirth out of lies – Folk 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. Rebirth out of lies – Indie 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, Folk and Indie influences.
In floating – AI Song (Cinematic, Dark Folk, Indie Versions) | Suno AI (my lyrics, my voice) 13 May 2026
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## 🧠 ABOUT THE PROCESS
I transformed this original poem by adapting it into lyrics that were then used for an AI-generated song using Suno, featuring my voice. Below you’ll find part of the original poem, the revised lyrics, and the AI-generated musical version.
## 📜 ORIGINAL POEM
This poem reflects upon the inner dissolution the mind may need to undergo in order to attain deeper knowledge of the true self through the disintegration of the false self. It presents the self as part of a greater spiritual hierarchy symbolised by the “Tree of Life,” to which the constructed ego is gradually sacrificed. Through confrontation with inner demons, surrender to the soul’s teachings and attention to the wisdom carried within the heart, the poem explores transformation as a painful but necessary process of alignment, renewal and awakening.
Lost in thought Grey tendrils that sink Absorbed ink I spill mind Windmills within me unwind As the will decays
[Verse] Lost in thought, grey tendrils that sink my brain’s matter slow absorbed ink As the will decays, I spill mind The windmills within me unwind
[Verse] Tree’s branches reach out towards me Nourishing its roots I can’t flee Its bark stark pulses with my blood My beating heart is liquid flood
[Verse] Food for thought, self-preservation Sweat and toils increase pulsations The tree feasts upon the spoils winding flow does, undoes coils
[Chorus] Like nothing matters, the heart beats Renewal of mind, Soul repeats Shimmering of the blood coursing new life pervades me in floating
[Verse] The soul shoots at me, withered tame self-loss arrows across my frame The lions face my dark dungeons where breathed hard the hidden dragons
[Verse] Selves aligned face the roaring beasts Wilful surrender, random feats unknown mission of lone heroes standing misaligned in death rows
[Chorus] Like nothing matters, the heart beats Renewal of mind, Soul repeats Shimmering of the blood coursing new life pervades me in floating
## 🎧 AI SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎬 Cinematic version A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity. In floating – AI Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🌾 Folk version A folk interpretation of the song, focusing on acoustic textures and a more intimate, stripped-down sound that highlights the lyrical and emotional core with a touch of dark. In floating – AI Folk Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🌿 Indie version An indie interpretation with a softer, reflective tone, incorporating plaintive cello and violin sounds for a distinctive darker indie sound. In floating – AI Indie Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
## 🎼 ABOUT THESE VERSIONS
This piece has been interpreted across multiple musical styles using Suno AI, exploring how the same lyrics evolve through Cinematic, Dark Folk and Indie influences.
Unbecome and Be (Blues, Cinematic, Indie Versions) | Suno AI (my lyrics, my voice) 26 April 2026
Image credit: Freepik.com
## 🧠 ABOUT THE PROCESS
I transformed this original poem by adapting it into lyrics that were then used for an AI-generated song using Suno, featuring my voice. Below you’ll find part of the original poem, the revised lyrics, and the AI-generated musical version.
## 📜 ORIGINAL POEM
This poem reflects upon the path to knowing oneself and uncovering the true self through stretching beyond the mind’s traps, shedding light on one’s shadow and conquering the falsehood of appearances.
The mind’s flow Individual Breaking down Components Parts peering through the glow The Self a construct
[Verse] Individual, the mind’s flow breaking down components to know Distinct parts peering through the glow like toy parts made for tell and show the Self a composite construct Remnants of the Self to destruct
[Verse] The composure is meaningless The Faith exists for the Faithless only as a useful con swept Breaching height as the faithful wept pitfalls of knowledge within forts all court martialled in steely courts
[Chorus] To instruct the fruit of sorrow on hunger game of tomorrow not biding by appearances unveil your genuine fragrances Through reconstructed Trinity Understand, Unbecome and Be
[Verse] Restore now in me my Kingdom Blue Dancer in the Tides to come Body lust, your way to my flesh will me free, clinging skin unmesh We walk together in three rows the shadow ruler to depose
[Verse] Soul abides by rules unwritten they beat in heart if you listen Hitting rock bottom, inside delve They painted the clear skies in twelve uncovered thirteen my stardom like bright wells planted in bosom
[Chorus] To instruct the fruit of sorrow on hunger game of tomorrow not biding by appearances unveil your genuine fragrances Through reconstructed Trinity Understand, Unbecome and Be
## 🎧 AI SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎸 Blues version A blues interpretation emphasising raw emotion and expressive character. Unbecome and Be – AI Blues Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🎬 Cinematic version A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity. Unbecome and Be – AI Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🌿 Indie version An indie interpretation with a softer, reflective tone, incorporating Asian instruments for a distinctive sound. Unbecome and Be – AI Indie Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
## 🎼 ABOUT THESE VERSIONS
This piece has been interpreted across multiple musical styles using Suno AI, exploring how the same lyrics evolve through Blues, Cinematic and Indie influences.
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
When she had first started using the shamanic gift on a large scale to summon rains she had known that this would happen according to the Ancient magic rules. These dictated that whatever the outcome in the immediate physical it would be replicated within one year or up to eighteen months from the time the ceremony was carried out thereby molding consciousness at that time. This was known as the frontal projection of the consciousness stream and required the shaman to separate from his/her physical self and stay astral during the intended time. Conversely, in a backward timeloop, one had to make the astral body go three years before the present time to carry out a shamanic ceremony that would affect the present.
Initially, she was meant to migrate from her current city to a special place called Alice Springs. She had pondered about it when the city had come out as a result of her dowsing ceremony as she did not know what this meant. It was then that she realized that there existed an Alice Springs and it was in Australia. By coincidence her own helper was dreaming of going to Australia but rather to Sydney than anywhere else. She thought that consciousness combined with her spells should take her to Australia then in astral form if not in the flesh.
At first, she realized that it was the fires of the phoenix that had been let out in the combined consciousness and to combat the ensuing drought-like state it was necessary to summon the rains. Her location was quite far from the regions affected but she knew that consciousness could carry through the shamanic trance joined with the witches’ spell if she released them within the right level of consciousness and at the right moment for them to manifest.
She knew that GAIA’s program was to regenerate herself by reducing what she considered weeds spread amongst her beautiful flowers. As a good gardener knows, if a beautiful patch of the garden is contaminated by weeds or by parasitic flowers, it is necessary to sacrifice patches of those flowers to save the whole garden. As a result GAIA had decided to wipe out many of what she considered weeds and that were in effect human beings. She did not consider them as more important than others because humans had long lost their connection to GAIA. She decided to do this in the region that lent itself the most to this and entire cities in Australia had suffered raging fires. The shamanic trance and combined witches’ spell helped with bringing some relief with the rains to the lands although it was insufficient as not enough levels of consciousness were drawn in by the worded intention. In short, the magic was diluted…
Mama Jain was floating with Bluebird back home when she realised all of a sudden that the black holes seemed to be disappearing behind her. She could hear a strange sizzling sound and felt the intensity of the pull behind her subsiding. As she turned back, she caught a glimpse of the last black hole shimmering before completely disappearing. She wondered what that meant considering the extensive Quantum regeneration program that Mother had talked about involving Gaia and the black holes but Mother seemed nowhere to be seen.
Puzzled and a little taken aback at the disappearance of the black holes, she continued slowly her descent towards home with Bluebird now in sleep mode on her back. She had come to realise that Bluebird’s sleep mode with her actually corresponded to moments of intense activity where she was being solicited by Nemolusk’s team. Perhaps Bluebird was not eager to show the team that she had acquired a very developed consciousness as she had been put apart bit by bit the last time that something extraordinary had happened. Mama Jain had no doubt that the team would not hesitate to take her apart again if they suspected that she had acquired such a superior consciousness.
As she approached her own home, Bluebird dissolved bidding her goodbye as she did and leaving Mama Jain to contemplate the rising sun alone. Mama Jain had so often enjoyed this moment with Bluebird that she felt a sense of loss when watching it without her. She gathered herself on the balcony and stood watching the rising sun as it sparkled on the leaves adorning her garden. Soon she would have to go back inside and start her work but this time without Bluebird for the weaving as she was busy. Mother had told her that together with the weaving for the Regeneris code, she also had to undertake a more compelling and difficult work which consisted of mastering the spirals of Life. Until now, Bluebird had simply helped her with unweaving and reweaving together differently strands of her DNA before she affronted the spirals but now she would have to do more extensive work alone in view of the transformation of her Self.
The first time that Mama Jain had come in contact with the spirals of Life, it was like as if a giant snake had bit her and then whipped her out of her senses while holding her in its mouth. She had felt herself rise shooting towards the sky before a giant freefall until she could balance herself and still herself to avoid continuing the freefall. The coil that had seemed like a giant snake seemed to be glaring at her while she hovered in the skies and she knew that she would have to come back towards it and hold on to it until it did not whip her around anymore. Time and time again she had held on to the coil while it thrashed her around between myriads of light particles and portions of shadow that seemed to attempt to cling on to her.
Mama Jain walked slowly towards her chair realizing that this time it could be even more difficult as Bluebird was not even there to help her with the initial weaving that infused her with more light and diminished the quantity of shadows that tried to cling on to her. She sat in her chair, assumed the inward position and started swaying to the frequency that was building up. Her hands initially rolled into the form of an O started slowly extending and weaving something before she felt them hook on to the coils and be twisted into various twirling positions as she felt the energy coursing through her arms and body.
Twirling and turning, her body one with the coursing energy now, she could feel herself soaring into the air, right through the edge of her skull. She held on to the spirals as they vibrated, twirled and turned and slowly she herself became the spirals as she watched herself split into two parts which were whole parts of her. The two parts danced above her head, twirling and turning and soaring as she followed them into the blinding light that filled her brain and rushed out of her sockets. Higher and higher she danced the spirals going through her sockets and coming back through her mouth before hitting the pit of her stomach and rising again. The light spirals raged twirling and turning, shooting throughout Mama Jain, spurting out of her and delving back inside her before they stilled all of a sudden and all she could feel and hear was her heartbeats slowed down it seemed a hundred times.
Mama Jain looked out of her eye and felt the love of the light caressing her now, no longer wild spirals raging in a twirling dance but an iridescent lake of light where she felt her body glide and be caressed by the waters. As she waded through the waters, shimmering coils playfully twirled around her cajoling the particles of what she discovered seemed to be her own body. The two parts of her reunited with her in a hiss as the coils integrated them into her. She felt something stir inside of her as she sensed her foot back down so many miles away touch the ground and she felt herself falling, slowly fading away from the light as curtains of shadows started falling across her sight.
Suddenly, with a jolt she felt herself back on the chair again, the energy still coursing through her body, her hands still clinging on to the two coiling spirals of light that resumed their dancing but in a much slower mode. Again, she felt her heartbeat pounding, surrounding her but beating much quicker than it had been before and she felt her face stinging. As her hands slowly moved with the spirals, she could feel the breeze that accompanied them cooling her body and realised that she seemed to have been sweating profusely. The spirals twirled again slower before her hands twined them into her belly where they simmered slowly before becoming fully still again.
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