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Corktail music

Corktail music. 




It's all happening before Hunter choose
       to become an assassin too
Before the magic pot was shot down.
         the knight was guiding the pot,
complete silence.
in the middle of the isolated island until all we heard was 
...
,[ ....    "was the London hot-spike" ]>the movement was real
        Everything was happening right inside the pot
All along...
   Superhuman colours 
             Jazz movement was just a story 
 everything was right But not perfect.

         it's was just half giraffe cold soul movement
Those colours we're not fully charged 
   Separated in different directions.
      Perhaps the egg was not ready to dance
  stolen before its hatch.
                same heartbeat
                  as for the jazz-beat
        It finally exists .
   The star is born.
The chosen, completely charged.          
 Once it appear 
Everyone forgets about their worries
      The name is happiness

Copyright © Hlamolo Floyd | Year Posted 2026


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Pain

.

Call me a sinner   OR 
        Call me a saint
                   Its all in you...
Some truths — are not meant to be known.
        Because
Not every wound can bleeds
    But 
To see the truth — ONE must bear the pain.
        
   Remember who you are,
                 just wake up to reality
Because if you look within...    
        It seems like  the battle has just begun
        Remember I am both the question 
and the answer.
               You play the Game as if You've
 already forgot the rules
    Just Remember the difference
       Because
                I carry secret Which no one else  can survive,              
                          Yes Power always comes with price. But as for me
          I won't lose again because  I'm already the chosen.

                       Always know that
    There is no curse more powerful than love because
         To love — is to accept the risk of hatred.
    unreachable But remain pure and 
               Its never simple that the truths

Copyright © Hlamolo Floyd | Year Posted 2026

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Golden Heart


Back to the isolated Island
  
The story of Jack of all trade was just an imaginary story   
Many  believe that it's was just an
           Myths
 until the Knight 
    Paint up the image 

    Yes
Thanks you for calling again but
        remember
Love is what you feel no matter what you see
    Just remember whenever Its comes to this, 
           We do not even  dare play 
the games because we've
       already defeat illusion countless times
            Remember we walk away
 as if it nothing...
                   
   Just like a silent gun
           Always  ready to  kills
At Given moments,
                 Flames please burn away 
      because right now 
                I cannot even breathe. 

                           Remember you said forever... forever
before you turn away
          But if it time for death
  let's just goes back to the ancient world
     Where  our story remain unfold 


Love is real no matter what you see 
      For real I remember stones never cracks 
     But As for now  
       I'm just a burning flames
 With unsaid words

Copyright © Hlamolo Floyd | Year Posted 2026

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The call of eight

Once upon the time in the land of saints and sinner
     Everything was completely covered with 
              darkness no movement at all
Until the Shadows of death come to life 
                That's how the Game begin...

Its all started in the ancient times
before human- race come to  existences
      But   Just after 
          we reach the sky, everything was possible...
So much was going on...
                its was like a night after party
Just in case you forgot the story miss Eden

                            to be called to the front-lines was 
 such a robbery and curse 
     at the same time
   because none of us believe in the
                          everlasting life anymore
           It was as  like telling a 
fairytales story indeed

         The puzzle remain mystery,
   Even today because 
                     just after we give birth
          Everything changed,   challenges rise  just  to Knock us down
        more like in the movies
so much was going on the other side for real
Believe me,   being a gambler 
       Was just like  A   foreign language which none of us do 
understand,   because
          The game was simple to watch over the street of Nile
                not to  overflow,  through the dark nights ... But
Back in the days
             Same just misunderstand the rules and go  
  after the
          golden treasure instead of  protecting it,
  Thy choose power over everything and ends up
 Destroying the temple
           in the battlefield

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Wasted

Come on let's be honest
        Remember what love is ...
                      Its not just a four
      spelled words.
                it's something else,     something 
       More powerful than Medusa spell
              For real 
 if you want to feels, the taste
                    Just be the first
        demonic angel 
                  its hints  more like  a drugs
         disappear out of blue,
Without a warning or good bye kisses
                                Its has not Time to stay
                 Just like a doctor who's run out of patients
         no justice to server 
but if the aim is to survive 
     just stay away from addiction  because all your 
          offsprings will be
                          Influences by 
          A story you Never wrote but
                    the title will remain still...

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Deadly shadow

How long will you keep 
       on rejection it?...
Remember what Hunter used to say"
        " Everyone need protection but most fear 
  What come with its because 
                  Only strongest soul can survive
                 Remember
This chapter was not part of the Race 
             Because less control built more pressure
 that why to win
         Its  not all about strengths 
 anymore its about
                     Time which is exactly against us."

      So you really went straight to hell
          just too search for me, 
             I was not even part of that's mission
its was just a draft not a really race,
yes ...
"I don't know why you see me 
as a competition,But as for me 
            I've never seen you as anything...else

    Remember all arms are                      
               around me,I told you before 
     Just forget about the formula  
its not going to awaken 
                            the golden dragon
       Because only the 
                strongest soul can do that's.
     
      At first the cries  did comes and
                    now Everything has changed 
not in them  but in the cub
                 Slow movement, blood start to drop 
                                    remember we're Built  not to collapse 
         But to answer something,
which we don't choose 
                      Remember strength doesn't mean freedom.,
          Its may  all been  taken But its not too late 
To step in and reach within,  or you 
                wait and watch the wind pass by
 Just like a python

Copyright © Hlamolo Floyd | Year Posted 2026

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Crow




            Vow of ashes, please burn
      all the shadow alive, 
            Remember the giraffe was blind,
Cold silent story...
       no journalist was around for its
               but rumours still goes around

Yes during that's night before the ocean
becomes the graveyard,
        Many colours were promising
 Just like the story
 Of exile.just remember
    some truth doesn't bleed 
             Because the curse water forgive no one 
                        Yes the beauty you see was once
a reminder of what left   
     But to be honest, 
                     Many believe that it's just a myths
because we all know the story in different forms 
       Yes stolen immediately just  after birth  
Just remember 
                          our Hearts are meant to be a
 home of love 
       But to survive ones must pay their sins
 with death,  because a blood debt must be
 Repaid with blood

Copyright © Hlamolo Floyd | Year Posted 2026

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Up to the Bucs

Once upon the time in
                     the city of Rome happiness
             was hardly to be known, 
      until  something extraordinary happen, 
                                    yes the  Ghost  was born
              The year was 1937.     
                    The world was shaking, 
no peace, no happiness at all,
         darkness was floating
                   around the surface of the ocean 
          
       Until  the twins  meet and unite            
                The state of black and red its not
something to the ignore
          Its our state of happiness, because once 
                      the chosen, always on top of the Race
                              Remember our flag 
  represent the skin of the gigantic mountain,               
     No other colour its way to dangerous than Red

                       -the symbol of entertainment 
            because its known as a Life server
                        No life exist without red because
 its carry the weight of life

Meanwhile happy people are everywhere
              with hope and enjoyment
That's what the foundation its all about
      No pain no regrets
                    The club is Orlando pirates

 

Copyright © Hlamolo Floyd | Year Posted 2026

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Can't die

When the sun goes down 
Everyone become impossible to catch
 a girl like you is 
               More like a bedtime stories 
something to Never forgot
                    Just  Remember 
           Not so long ago 
 You were dancing with the   Italians, now you're
                silent as nothing happens.
Wake up to reality
        every bones that was
      surrounded by death welcome back to life
As Long as the plug comes back we
 keep the ancient script.

   Remember every legend, dead or alive
              was once a forbidden fruit...
 More like  Vietnam,a living nightmare.   
          As you wonder who is the shadow ghost,
      While everyone walk as if thy are
                  part of the gang
Claiming to be the ruler 
          But in reality  No such thing 
On the judgment state.
                 

Copyright © Hlamolo Floyd | Year Posted 2026

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