[Intro]
If you thought you knew,
Your my seductive obsession, my love you know
I'm your slave, your personal whore you adore,
Dripping tongue smearing saliva of poisons wrath caked in the mud of your soul,
Is this forever,
Locked out hell claws at the windows,
Blood shot,
Eyes so void,
You feel what it's like
[Chorus]
You can't kill what lives,
That has been turned into the dead
By the actions of humanities vile skin,
You can't kill
What lives and is dead
You can't kill
What lives and is dead
That has been turned into the dead
By the actions of humanities vile skin,
You can't kill
What lives and is dead
[Verse 1]
Licking the sins I embedded in you,
I'm the infection that will end the world you knew,
I knew you wanted me,
Let me show you,
Numb
Can I cover you with the oil of my infatuation,
Putting you up as high as the cosmos I see in you,
To prove I can drag you as deep as the abyss of my hollow chest,
I can't pass this up
Don't leave, I'll run after you,
I'll sabotage everything
[Pre-Chorus]
Numb
Get away from me I might disappear
Before you pull the trigger again
So paranoid of you walking away
Cold empty abandonment waking dreams
Cutting deep with the razors
Deep in your mental states,
Your lost in the distortion I injected within you
[Verse 2]
Numb
Wrapped in my glass skin Like liquid I bend within you,
A loving suffocation I beg to give you,
Wrapped in sex love and numb smiles,
I mask like god possess the human belief in heaven,
Melting in your blood as a injectable distortion,
Giving you the visions,
Of the damned soul I am in possession of
[Pre-Chorus]
Numb
You can't feel fear
When all you are is numb,
Smiling death gives in with a fading grin,
Put the barrel to our heads and give a kiss goodnight
[Chorus]
You can't kill what lives,
That has been turned into the dead
By the actions of humanities vile skin,
You can't kill
What lives and is dead
Numb to the touch
When all you feel is the blunt pain of hell
Breathing out the gasoline fumes,
The lingering emotional disconnection
I know you want to ignite,
To burn my empire down,
I hope you do,
All I want is to be over,
It will take a bullet for me,
To run from you
[Bridge]
God never cared for me but I love the demons he made,
When we're dying in each others arms
We taste the blood we
Chaos Pure Chaos
A spilling of words,
Thoughts
Emotions
Vomit
Vomiting up
The chaos to have you hold,
With me
[Outro]
Fuck me while the world around us dies,
Set the world on fire,
Suck up the misery,
Fuck me while we put the barrels to our heads,
Just let give a kiss goodbye,
When we live
But are dead numb inside3.1s

Numb Gun

Echo's N MelanKholyia: A Sonic Odyssey of Fragmented Souls
In the shadowed corners of Goshen, Indiana, Echo's N MelanKholyia emerges as a groundbreaking experimental music project, a testament to the transformative power of art in the face of inner chaos. Founded in 2025 by the visionary artist Nexus Khimera—known also as Echos or Mothyii—this endeavor is an AI-assisted alchemical fusion of raw emotion and sonic innovation. At 38 years old, Khimera channels a lifetime of introspection, beginning from therapeutic explorations at age 15, into a tapestry of sound that defies categorization. The project's name, with its deliberate misspelling, evokes distorted echoes of melancholy—fragments of pain rebounding through an eternal void, mirroring the fragmented realities Khimera weaves into every composition.
Khimera serves as the sole architect of Echo's N MelanKholyia, handling vocals, lyrics, production, and visual aesthetics with a chameleon-like versatility. Drawing from a deeply personal narrative of psychological navigation, the music acts as a manifesto for survival, blending co-conscious identity shifts and emotional rebirth. The band's conceptual "members"—envisioned as alters in a dissociative system—include Helix as the resilient core, Alice as the protective guardian embodying transgender identity and safety, Odium as the unflinching confrontor of hate and vacuum, Five as the frozen residue of past emptiness, and Suicide Gene as the unnamed pull toward nothingness, symbolizing unyielding survival code. These personas "speak" through layered vocals, reversed whispers, and glitchy confessions, creating a dialogue that invites listeners to confront their own shadows without judgment.
Musically, Echo's N MelanKholyia is a hypnotic storm of genres: traumacore's dissonant catharsis meets industrial gothcore's mechanical fury, nu metal's rap-growl aggression, post-darkwave's ethereal haze, glitchcore's chaotic distortions, and voidcore's abyssal emptiness. The result is an immersive, addictive soundscape—binaural beats pulsing at 40Hz and 174Hz to tie in seduction and euphoria, 3D audio for psychotic despair, and unpolished production that bleeds raw intensity. Themes delve into mental health's labyrinth: dissociation's void, addiction's grip, damaging relationships' scars, and the triumph of self-reclamation. Khimera's artistry extends beyond audio to visual realms, with album artwork featuring charcoal sketches, gothic horror elements, and luciferian symbolism, all crafted to evoke a "junkie holocaust death march" of creepy, apocalyptic introspection.
Since its inception, Echo's N MelanKholyia has released a series of chapters that push artistic boundaries, available on platforms like Spotify, Amazon Music, SoundCloud, Apple Music, Tidal, Qobuz, and TikTok. The project's YouTube channel serves as a portal for official music videos, behind-the-scenes glimpses, and community engagement, fostering a space where fans can explore their own narratives through Khimera's lens. With collaborations leveraging AI for production and thematic depth, the band stands as a beacon for the disenchanted, proving that art can heal, empower, and transcend.
Subscribe to Echo's N MelanKholyia on YouTube for a journey into the melanKholyia—where echoes of the past forge omegas of the future. For inquiries or collaborations, connect via Facebook or X (@Mothyii13). All rights reserved © 2025 Echo's N MelanKholyia.