Dear visitor.

As an artist, as a composer, I have four children, and you may encounter all of them in this atelier. The first three are called Music for keyed instruments, Music for vocals, and Cinematic music.
The fourth, the youngest of the siblings is kind of a latecomer – it is called The show(ing) ...

Like in most good families, all siblings look after each other, care for each other, especially when their father seems to ignore one of them or to favour another one.
So, please feel welcome in my atelier, meet my children, enjoy their singularities and their concerts.

Yours, Lyhrus.

As there is light
Captured in the pearls of dew
Biding the warmth of the sun
Wish there was something
That I could do
To release the joy inside
Inside of you.

I roam the house all night,
Roam the void and moonlit halls,
And I wait,
I wait for you.

Out of silence all my songs emerge.
And into silence all my songs return.

You are the candle that I would let burn
Whenever I have to sleep alone
You are the shore to which I will return
Forever more, to be your shelter, be your own
To be your temple's cornerstone.

All the hours you stayed
All the letters you wrote
All the music you played
All the seeds you sowed

Remain within me.

The sound of rain
pulsing rain
on the membrane
of my soul.
The sound of rain
millionfold
beyond control.

LYHRUS

Clock Works

Dear visitor.