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Lyrics:

Waiting for the sunset once again
Holding fear tightly in my hands
Waiting for the darkness once again
I watch the sun sink into the sands.

Now it’s so cold, so violent
Now it’s so dark, so silent
Now it's the absent breath
Now it's the smell of Death.


Waiting for the shadows once again
Brushing my hands along your skin
Waiting for the frost once again
I watch your essence grow dim.

Now it’s so cold, so violent
Now it’s so dark, so silent
Now it's the absent breath
Now it's the smell of Death.

Now it’s so cold, so violent
Now it’s so dark, so silent
Now it's the absent breath
Now it's the smell of Death.



- Sound manipulation, lyrics and produce by KRUR  -

Smell of Death

Solo DIY project from an apartment in Seattle

When i
When i take it too far
Now, I'm just as sorry as you are
Get angry 
it does nothing
Voice the frustration
The guilt is crushing

I sit around and watch my skin die
Feel like i committed some kind of crime
Passion isn't always prudent
So much hate i get caught in the movement 
Certain topics i lose control
What have i gained
What have i changed
Politics don't matter 6 below
We have no say
They sow our fate

I hit myself when i remember
Memories memories i lose my temper
Shaking sweating social dreading take it in
Faking facing moral degradation ever since
I let you down
I let you down

Remorse

Deliverance

Want You There

Nieve Maldita

Taken from the forthcoming 7" on Peripheral Minimal Records. 

PM36 COLD COLORS / XIU "Tristesse"

Limited to 250 copies on black vinyl.

Sleeve design by: Jason B. Bernard
Mastered by: Martin Bowes @ The Cage Studios

Tristesse

Cold Colors / Xiu - Tristesse (excerpt)

Army Now (Futurisk)

Aviable:  https://hypnotischertraum.bandcamp.com/album/hypnotischer-traum-vol1

Signalverlust

Unsafe

Dive into a nocturnal journey through a city scarred by history and memory. “Mother London” drapes dark, atmospheric synth layers over echoing drum machines, creating an immersive soundscape built on lush pads and glistening arpeggios. Haunted vocals weave tales of rubble and rust, ghostly Roman legions, and the pulse of the Thames as both cradle and confession. This gothic, dreamy synth-pop arrangement guides you down fog-choked alleys, where each ripple of bass reveals a secret and every reverb-soaked lead echoes a forgotten name.

Mother London

What began as a small instrumental homage to Depeche Mode ended up like this. Could be worse, I think...

vox & lyrics by Christian B.

Left behind (feat. Hèrbé)

ambivalent indiewave projections of an optimistic nihilist | inspired by New Wave, 80s, Coldwave, Darkwave, Postpunk and slightly misanthropic thoughts.
No label, no rules, just music, as it comes...

Left behind (feat. Hèrbé)

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