PULSE by Dr. Lach is a hypnotic techno-trance track driven by the rhythm of the human heart.
Built on cardiac energy, rising voltage, and relentless beats, the song blurs the line between machine and body. Every drop mimics a heartbeat, every build pushes survival into sound.

This track isn’t about emotion — it is emotion measured in beats per minute.
Cold. Alive. Unstoppable.

Pulse

I'm not Marrying Your Mother, Annenle Evlenmiyorum is a quiet but firm love song about choosing your partner over expectations. The singer speaks with respect and confidence, acknowledging family doubts while making one thing clear: marriage is between two people. A story that resonates across cultures where parental voices are strong, grounded in love, patience, and belief in the future.

🇹🇷I’m Not Marrying Your Mother. Annenle Evlenmiyorum

Behind every great haircut is a story no one else knows.
This song turns the hairdresser’s chair into a place of reinvention — where age is negotiated, loyalties are tested, and truths are exchanged under the steady hum of scissors. Style changes. Faces soften. Secrets stay put.

Hairdresser Therapy

When doubt spoke in the dark, strength answered back. I Am The Storm by Dr. Lach is an inspirational anthem about facing fear, refusing defeat, and discovering power in the struggle. Built from quiet defiance into a thunderous chorus, this song is a reminder that storms don’t break us — they reveal who we are.

I Am The Storm

Never Alone by Dr. Lach  is about solitude without abandonment — the quiet strength of standing on your own while knowing you are never truly alone. It moves through doubt, silence, and uncertainty, and settles into an affirmation that doesn’t shout, but endures.

Never Alone

Is Love A Sickness?  by Dr. Lach is a reflective ballad about love’s strange power — its ability to wound, heal, and transform us physically and emotionally. The song doesn’t argue that love cures everything, but suggests that if heartbreak can take a life, then love must be something deeply real and deeply human.

Is Love A Sickness?

Kazakh Steppe I — Before Words

Description
An instrumental meditation inspired by the vast Kazakhstan steppe. Plucked string textures, low percussion, and non-verbal vocal resonance unfold slowly, treating the human voice as sound rather than language. Chanting functions as breath, wind, and memory — evoking a time when music carried meaning before words existed.

🇰🇿 Kazakh Steppe — Before Words

A deeper, more grounded companion piece to Dr. Lach’s Kazakh Steppe-Before Words. Low drones, earth-toned percussion, and overtone-style vocal textures create a ritual soundscape shaped by movement across open land. The voice carries no lyrics — only resonance — echoing traditions where wind, memory, and ancestry speak through sound alone.

🇰🇿 Kazakh Steppe — Ancestral Wind

This song by Dr. Lach was written as a lullaby to the land and to the quiet places where growth begins unseen. In Celtic tradition, rain is not something to escape, but something to welcome—a gentle keeper of promises, patience, and return. The melody is meant to soothe rather than impress, to rock rather than rise, and to remind us that rest itself is a form of nourishment. Like rain falling at night, this song offers comfort without demand and trusts that what is given to the dark will come back as bounty.

Celtic Rain Lullaby

Before The Promise is a quiet, atmospheric Moroccan style piece that unfolds like a pause between breaths. Guided by soft textures and restrained motion, the song evokes the moment just before a vow is made — when the moon moves gently across the sky and the night listens without speaking.

The repeated Arabic invocation is used as a mantra rather than a narrative, allowing stillness, space, and tone to carry meaning. This track leans toward contemplation and calm, inviting the listener into a place of rest, reflection, and unspoken assurance.

Ideal for late-night listening, meditation, or drifting into sleep.

🌙 Before the Promise _ قبل الوعد

كلا الهوا is a traditional Moroccan folk–inspired song sung in Moroccan Darija, carried by male vocals and rooted acoustic instruments such as oud, ney, and bendir.
The song tells a quiet moral story: a man turns away from his neighbor in need, believing he is protecting himself — only to realize too late that he has gained nothing and lost a rare human moment.

The phrase “كلا الهوا” (“he ate air”) is a Moroccan expression meaning emptiness, wasted effort, and missed opportunity.
Through simple language and traditional sound, the song reflects village wisdom, compassion, and the cost of closing one’s heart.

Pulse

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