O. J. Doucéila – Open The Door ♣

Описание: Nothing returns from the past without leaving a mark.
No one sees the trace of my pain,
and I try to erase the last visible memory…
wiping the spots after the tears dries on my glasses 🌧️
without anyone noticing.

Does someone deliberately choose not to notice?
Or does all the pain within me simply know how to hide? 🖤

The shadow I sway here
is a man, a father, a memory,
and a little girl searching for a hand that never reaches hers.
The song is written under kitchen light,
with the bitter taste of coffee ☕,
and a mirror showing a woman trying to survive somehow.
A shadow on her reflection wonders:
Can one truly escape the past?
Can its name be expelled from the air you breathe?
Perhaps not.

But I can sway it—
with force, with brutality, with trembling fingers—
and break its grip on me ✊.
This ending is not healing,
for in the finales, life does not explode… it shudders.
Like a shadow, like a memory clutching your coat from behind.

Here, in this final song of Layers Of Chocolate Heart,
a shadow from A Masterpiece of Pieces falls upon it,
the past lurks behind a column,
and the little girl wonders whether to run toward it
or away.

The house is quiet, the kitchen cold ❄️,
yet the mind swells with sounds that never fade.
Shaking the shadow is a brave, silent attempt—
as if someone reaches toward a door that won’t open 🚪,
yet still… it knocks.
It’s a conclusion that finds no answers,
but it carries the courage to start asking.

An ending that does not pretend to be strong, yet it tries.
A song about attempting to shake off the past—
shake it, push it away, free yourself from its weight.
The voice searches for a door locked since childhood,
for a father standing behind a column, for a way back though the path no longer exists.
Hope, denial, and fear intertwine…

Yet movement exists: shake the shadow…
an attempt to break what was once fixed.
The album’s finale is a small step out of the dark—
no full victory, but a beginning of liberation 🌅.

An ending placed
to allow the fourth curtain to rise in April… 🎭

From my mind, to yours
O. J. DOUCÉILA 💌🕊️

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We wear different masks, each named by a face,
but the story, always, is written in the same design.

And perhaps that is the trouble…
or not the trouble at all.

For the true trouble is in how we insist—quietly, stubbornly—
on believing it unique, unrepeatable,
when in fact it moves through all of us,
like a tide carrying memory from shore to shore.

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Written, produced, and conceptualized by DOUCÉILA —
a poetic indie project blending sound, memory, and emotion.

It is a journey of a paralyzed voice, of thoughts with fractured edges,
and of dreams not yet embodied —
a story that began when the idea of “Project Madness” touched me,
seeped through me, and made me write with a rusted voice.
So you’ll find echoes speaking louder than confessions,
each one recorded upon a mirror framed in rust.

When sound becomes memory, and memory hums back,
play it… and maybe you’ll find yourself,
listening from the other side. 🌒

Every track…
is a confession the night forced me to make. 🕯️

It’s not music anymore —
it’s a place you return to
when you can’t sleep.

When direction disappears…
only the night remains. 🌙

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Night 3 — “Layers of Chocolate Heart” 💌

1️⃣ Did you Sleep Well ♣ 01.11.26
2️⃣ Minecraft Eyes ♣ 01.18.26
3️⃣ What's Wrong With Me ♣ 01.25.26
4️⃣ Snake In My Bag ♣ 02.01.26
0️⃣ Open The Door ♣ 👈 02.08.26

⚪ Open The Door

The past clings like a second skin. 🩶
But tonight, the shadow trembles. 🌒
Shake the Shadow — the first step into the unknown.

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Night I ~ “How the Roads Vanish” 💌

1️⃣ Half Believe ♣ 11.02.25
2️⃣ Anchor Me ♣ 11.09.25
3️⃣ Silk Scarf ♣ 11.16.25
4️⃣ Loaf Of Love ♣ 11.23.25
0️⃣ Bat On Blacklist ♣ 11.30.25

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Night 2 — “Origami Rain on Broken Glass” 💌

1️⃣ Past Is Déjà Vu ♣ 12.07.25
2️⃣ Origami Smoke ♣ 12.14.25
3️⃣ Fibonacci Game ♣ 12.21.25
4️⃣ First of April ♣ 12.28.25
0️⃣ Stay In The Dark ♣ 01.04.26

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Follow the journey: @o.j_douceila8
Each space tells a different part of the story.

🕯️ You do not chase the path; where it vanishes, the feeling awakens — and you become the echo.

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Owner & Rights: DOUCÉILA ©

🕯️Copyright & Credits

All lyrics, concept, and sound design belong to DOUCÉILA ©.
This video is part of the poetic–music project “Night Without Direction.”
Written, produced, and conceptualized by DOUCÉILA — an independent artist blending sound, memory, and emotion.
For licensing, collaborations, or inquiries: [[email protected]]