Complicity is a glitch-folk concept album about the tension within the roles people are forced to play by war.
Each track speaks through the imagined voice of a different person living through the same day — a worker, a teacher, a reporter, a clerk, a captain.
It’s an album about the everyday sounds of duty, denial, hope, and harm — and the thin line between being part of something bigger and losing touch with yourself.

the captain

Warbler Lullaby

Lifetime lie 



Let’s just bury your lie by closing our eyes.
There's truly no alternative now.
It’s your fault, you see.
I’ve been trying to forgive you.
But this wound hits my ego too keen.
I feel absolutely shattered.
I can’t bear our gaze to ever convene.
Your tears and your pleading don’t give me pleasure.
Answer yourself, is he any better, at all?
Was any of this worth your poor measure?
Bitch!
I’m trapped in this vicious circle, the angels descended from Heaven, yet I’m the demon in their midst.
A lightning strike on the very spot where I stand, not once, but a hundred times.
Your betrayal stings right at my sense of pride.
But my feelings won't let me leave you on the other side.
It’s a dead-end, a cruel tie.
This is pain for an age, a lifetime lie.
I tried to make the best of it.
But the truth just feels like cold cement.
Every whisper now is a fractured sentiment.
And I cannot unsee what you meant.
Did you always feel that something was missing in your heart?
Why did you keep silent from the very start?
I lived for you, with every single part.
And what happens now, where do we take this art?
How absurd and silly, they say a man is monogamous by design.
And this is the final score. My control, refined.
And your betrayal of what was meant to be mine.
Wailing, you whisper, “Just kill me, I deserve my due.”
But I don’t wish death upon you, I simply do not.
I just wish to leave, to flee, to sink through the earth to escape this rot.
Let’s just bury your lie by closing our eyes.
I’m trapped in this vicious circle, the angels descended from Heaven, yet I’m the demon in their midst.
A lightning strike on the very spot where I stand, not once, but a hundred times.
Your betrayal stings right at my sense of pride.
But my feelings won't let me leave you on the other side.
It’s a dead-end, a cruel tie.
This is pain for an age, a lifetime lie.
Let’s just bury your lie by closing our eyes.

Lifetime Lie.mp3

Not Your Spare Wheel is a liberating track that starts with catchy pop vibes and explodes into high-energy rock. A rebellious anthem for anyone ready to break free and reclaim their power.

Not Your Spare Wheel


Busy old sun, breaking through my blinds
Why do you insist on waking us this time?
Do lovers have to live by your command?
Must we rise and fall by your hand?

Go bother schoolkids dragging to their desks
Go wake the workers grinding through their shifts
Go tell the bosses that the day begins
But leave us here in darkness skin on skin

Love doesn't answer to the clock
Love doesn't care about your time
We make our own hours within these bounds
So busy old sun, go do your rounds
Busy old sun, go do your rounds
Busy old sun…
Busy old sun…

You predictable fool with your reliable rise
Your punctual arc across the skies
We don't need your light to know what's real
We' make our own heat the better to feel

So go chase the farmers to their fields
Go hurry merchants through their deals
Go rule the world that lives by your design
But you've got no power in this space of mine

Love doesn't answer to the clock
Love doesn't care about your time
We make our own hours within these bounds
So busy old sun, go do your rounds
Busy old sun, go do your rounds
Busy old sun…
Busy old sun

Busy Old Sun

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica,Chillwave, Bedroom Pop,  Indie Rock,  Art Rock, Alternative

ghost writer

December and almost fine

Titre : Holy prayers

Description :
"Holy prayers" est une ode à la résilience, une prière universelle pour ceux qui ont appris à briller à travers leurs cicatrices. Écrite comme un dialogue entre l'ombre et la lumière, cette chanson explore la gratitude envers les épreuves qui nous transforment, et la beauté cachée dans les moments de vulnérabilité.

Inspirée par des nuits solitaires et des aurores inattendues, cette pièce mêle une musique électro contemplative et spiritualité moderne. Les paroles, à la fois intimes et universelles, évoquent un voyage intérieur où chaque souffle devient une prière, chaque pas une offrande.

Pour la femme de ma vie, pour ceux qui dansent avec leurs peurs, et pour toutes les âmes en quête de sens.

Holy Prayers

Time Rewinds

Safely Contained is not a song that builds, resolves, or explains.
It is a place.
The track moves slowly, with long pauses and minimal events.
High isolated tones mark presence.
Low, dry sounds add weight without threat.
Clicks and restrained strings define the edges, without creating a groove.
The voice is rhythmic but unforced.
yet without urgency or performance.
The words are not meant to persuade or guide,
only to state what already is.
I am here.
The piece is rooted in lived experience — moments when the body could do nothing
(coma, surgery, enforced stillness),
and the realization that nothing essential disappears in those moments.
No judgment.
No demand.
No role to fulfill.
Just presence
as it has always existed,
in silence and in rest.
Safely Contained does not ask for attention.
It holds space.

GhostComposed x FieldEcho 

Safely Contained.

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Chillwave, Bedroom Pop, Jangle Pop, Indie Rock, Alternative

wolves at the door

Genre-fluid music exploring intimacy, darkness, and emotional tension.
A fusion of alternative and electronic soundscapes with cinematic mood and restrained vocals.
Created for late-night listening and inner spaces.

Warbler Lullaby

Black Fields Project

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