Signals from the Silence – Album Description (English)

Signals from the Silence is a female-fronted shoegaze journey where shimmering guitars, layered vocals, and cinematic synth textures collide. This album dives into love, heartbreak, social critique of life in your 30s, alien abduction themes, grief, and inner healing, weaving all into a hypnotic sonic landscape.

Each track is a signal breaking through the static: some songs glow with warmth and serenity, others echo with tension and mystery. Together they form a tapestry of sound that blends dreamy nostalgia with bold storytelling, inviting listeners to drift, reflect, and feel.

🎧 For fans of ethereal shoegaze, dark dream pop, and atmospheric soundscapes.

✨ Genres: Shoegaze, Dream Pop, Atmospheric Indie
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SIGNALS FROM THE SILENCE

Some Days

Choir of Circuits

For you, 
I went down to hell ,
like a dog crawling back,
licking your feets, 

your cruelty and coldness,
killed my soul,
but now instead of crying,
for your love,  I only  can
tell you without anger

You ,
don't deserve my caresses,
don't deserve my skin,
don't deserve my lips, 
don't deserve my tears,
don't deserve my desire, 
don't deserve my passion,
don't deserve my illusion,
don't deserve my love, 

Ohh Noooo my love,
Ohh Noooo my love,
Ohh Noooo my love,
Ohh Noooo my love,

You ,
don't deserve my caresses,
don't deserve my tears,
don't deserve my lips ,
don't don't deserve my desire, 
don't deserve my love, 

Guided by your beacon ,
in a helpless heart,
corners of madness 
I visited (visited),
Feeling helpless,
in love I think,
crumbs of passion
I begged (begged)

You,
 don't deserve my caresses,
 don't deserve my tears,
 don't deserve my lips, 
 don't deserve my skin,

no! not my passion,
no, not my illusion,
no, not my desire, 
no! not my love ,

Ohh Noooo my love,
Ohh Noooo my love

Ohh Noooo NO NO NO NO my love,
Ohh Noooo NO NO NO NO NO my love,

Not my love

Within my shell...
Insulated.
My inner self...
Agitated.
All this chaos out there...
It’s like a sensory tide,
that keeps on churning.
Yet somewhere,
deep inside,
I feel a yearning...
even though I know

It’s so hard...
To be understood;
to walk the straight line,
with the rest of the herd.
It’s so hard...
But I’m still in the game.
There’s a spark in my heart,
glimmering through the shame.

My worried eyes...
Criticizing.
My weary mind...
Analyzing—
all this toxic fakeness,
that I just can’t seem to abide...
and my rage is burning.
Yet somehow,
deep inside,
I still feel that yearning...
even though I know

It’s so hard...
To be understood;
to walk the straight line,
with the rest of the herd.
It’s so hard...
but I’m still in the game.
There’s a spark in my heart,
glimmering through the shame.

I get tired of this constant striving,
lost inside these storms which never cease.
But at times, I’ll feel like I’m arriving;
like the puzzle finally fits the piece.

All thanks to that
persistent spark
within my heart,
driving me on
and on again,
especially when

It’s so hard...
To be understood;
to walk the straight line,
with the rest of the herd.
It’s so hard...
but I’m still in the game.
There’s a spark in my heart,
glimmering...

The Spark

When the twin moons of Epsilon Ridge burn red, the law rides in black.

Marshal Kane Vale of the Black Comet, a sort of intergalactic marshals, was once a name whispered with respect across the outer systems. An enforcer of justice where no law survived. But when a forged bounty leads him to destroy an innocent town, the hunter becomes the hunted.

Now, wounded and haunted by the ghost of his deputy, Kane waits in the ashes of Latchkey for his own kind to bring judgment. In the void, there’s no mercy—only the creed he once swore to uphold:

“When the stars forget, we remember.”

A space-western tragedy of guilt, fire, and redemption.
Ashfall on Epsilon Ridge is the final ride of a lawman who learns that even justice casts a shadow.


Lyrics

Smoke rolled in like a dying tide,
Screams got swallowed by the flame inside.
Medicine crates, a child’s cry—
They weren’t slavers, just trying to survive.

Pulled my gun, thought I knew the sin,
Didn’t see what was burning within.
By the time I did, it was far too late—
Justice don’t bend, it breaks in hate.

Fire on Latchkey, the town went down,
The stars looked on, didn’t make a sound.
One by one the souls took flight,
Fire on Latchkey, no wrong, no right.

Lira’s hand in mine, covered in soot,
She whispered, “You did what you thought you should.”
Then the roof came down and the sky went red—
I keep hearing her voice in the words she said.

Fire on Latchkey, heaven turned cold,
The badge is heavy, the story’s old.
Lawmen burn just like the damned,
Fire on Latchkey, and blood on my hands.

Fire on Latchkey

How to mend a broken heart

Who are you dancing with in the shadows? Do you know?

Dancing with the Shadows

Love Unraveled

Tablet VI:III — “Regnum Fragilis” A diadem of clarity and pain rests upon mortal thought. Knowledge pierces peace; vision consumes sleep. Those who wear it see eternity and weep.

Glass Crown

I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
He moves where the light won’t go.
A whisper crawling up my spine,
Breathing secrets only shadows know.

He’s watching through my eyes,
He tastes you when I speak.
Every word a sacrament,
Every breath a need.

I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
And he’s reaching out for you.
I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
And he knows what your body will do.
I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
Every sin feels pure tonight.
I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
And he burns when you hold me tight.

You put your hands round my throat (You put your hands round my throat)
Your breath feels like a holy flame.
You whisper my unholy name —
Now we’re both to blame.

You pull the cord, I come undone,
Wrapped in smoke and skin.
Every mark you leave behind
Lets the darkness in.

I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
And he’s reaching out for you.
I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
And he’s breaking me right through.
I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
Every chain feels soft tonight.
I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
And he moans when you hold me tight.

Kneel in the flicker — I can’t breathe.
Pain and rapture, same belief.
Your hands are the altar, I confess —
To love the wound, to crave the test.

I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
And he’s clawing his way to you.
I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
And he knows the things you do.
I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
And the dark feels holy tonight.
I've got the devil in me (I've got the devil in me)
And he’s coming through your light.

Devil In Me

tears at the party

R.I.P. Captain Dreadbone.

This music was born from the mind of an undead pirate captain, crafted by skeletal hands, refined by the minds of zombies, promoted by vampires, through the use of traditional software and machine learning, leaving no soul behind to claim.