Echo's N MelanKholyia Anti 21

Intro (Creepy Dark Ambience: Eerie Industrial Synths with Glitchy Static Pulses, Whispered Echoes Panning in 3D for Disorienting, Alien Crawl—Like a Nine-Legged Creature Jerking in Shadows):
That was upsetting for a bit there...
Now I know they will say I violated...
Your terms are what you govern...
Verse 1 (Nu Metal Fusion: Aggressive Rap-Screams Mixed with Distorted Growls, Glitchy Cyberpunk Synths, Slow Building Intensity with Twisted, Otherworldly Textures):
Your censorship bends truth sweet on the ears,
Candy-coded, nothing raw, it's all fake fears.
Politicians sell Trojan horses of info,
Bullet from hell in beauty's shell, hidden strings in the static flow.
Wonder what next manipulation will be,
To influence masses, goal's as many as can see.
One bird, two wings, two snake heads split,
Jekyll and Hyde ideologies, underneath the original shit.
Chorus (Gothcore Industrial Drop: Violent Riffs, Chaotic Drums with Big Kick Startles, Insane Glitch Drops, Dramatic Screamed Wails for Dark, Disturbing Apocalypse):
Ugly raw monster fueling the machine!
Nation's a scam, people fall for the dream!
Venomous elixir masked as justice high,
Social face twisted, remolded to lie!
Cancel culture joke, hypocrisy's throne,
Politically correct, but depraved to the bone!
Master libertine next to kings in the dark,
Anonymous executioner sparking the spark!
Verse 2 (Electronic Rock: Glitchy Sinister Ambience, Building Aggressive Emotional Twists with Alien Echoes and Crawling Chaos):
If possible, never be fake reality,
No training wheels on ideas, thoughts, emotions free.
That makes me enemy of the mass conformed,
Sounds familiar, yeah, the silenced and scorned.
Debaucherous indulgence, moral high ground fake,
Underneath the right, still the same snake.
Hypocrisy in name of being correct,
Scam of the century, what did you expect?
Chorus (Intensified Fury: Violent Distortions with Creepy Overtones, Mad Glitch Frenzy, Haunting Vocal Layers for Dystopian Nightmare and Aggressive Madness):
Ugly raw monster fueling the machine!
Nation's a scam, people fall for the dream!
Venomous elixir masked as justice high,
Social face twisted, remolded to lie!
Cancel culture joke, hypocrisy's throne,
Politically correct, but depraved to the bone!
Master libertine next to kings in the dark,
Anonymous executioner sparking the spark!
Bridge (Dark Wave Breakdown: Spooky Ethereal Waves with Psychotic, Crawling Pulses, Hypnotic Beats Stuttering into Scary Chaos with 3D Panning—Like an Inhuman Creature Jerking Out):
One bird, two wings... split ideologies...
Underneath the ugly... raw shit show...
Hidden strings... in the static...
I don't... I don't... fall for it...
Outro (Grunge Cyberpunk Fade: Grinding Guitars Dissolving into Dark Ambience, Echoing Wails Fading to Void Silence with Lingering Glitch Hum and Mad Twitching Sounds):
Never be fake... enemy of the conformed...
Sounds familiar... [Fade to distorted whispers and alien static.]



Venomous Elixir (Her MelanKholyia)

[industrial goth core fused post-darkwave suicide core glitchcore void core creepy apocalyptic Nazi-holocaust death march vibe:80 bpm intro crawl-slow funeral drag flesh ripping foley wet aluminum screwdriver scrape wwii reel flicker pitched low gas chamber whispers-then snap 110 bpm march verse snare bone snaps kick coffin slams sub-bass tar lungs breathing monotone rap-growl verse lyrics calm counting pills numb detachment dread building glitch drops chorus chrome wire hair scraping venom drip reverb androgynous male deep wail choking intensity raw release bridge 60 bpm heartbeat stutter child whispers reversed looping memory static disorientation reliving horror outro fade dripping click linger 2 beats extended slow fade-out reverse sighs ashes wind static eternal loop lingering unease unresolved torment nightmare spooky dystopian apocalypse violent scary vibes alien otherworldly alternative rock deep distorted androgynous male vocals haunting whispers dramatic screams 3d audio dark am

Venomous Elixir

[Intro - 0:00 to 0:18] Glass bulb explodes on steel-sharp, brittle shards clink like bones. Slow heartbeat thump (80 BPM). Bus door hisses open. Whisper, layered: Du bist mein... du bist mein... (you are mine) in German, looping, pitched low like a drunk memory. [Verse 1 - 0:18 to 1:10] Bus ride. Two thousand miles. I sat there, gut empty, head full of her voice. Three days in Oregon-she poured vodka, smiled like a gift. Then the hand. The first slap. Sound like wet meat on tile. I didn't move. Couldn't. Not yet. Sold me that night. Room smelled like bleach and sweat. Inside her? Dead. Numb. High. Heroin in my vein, her nails in my neck-same burn, same blank. Wanted to die but body said no. Someone else kept breathing for me. [Pre-Chorus - 1:10 to 1:25] She called me doll. Held me like broken china-arms locked, smile cracked. I said yes because no was a gun. I said love you because hate was blood on the floor. [Chorus - 1:25 to 1:55] Puppet, puppet-strings in your teeth, Move for me, bleed for me, breathe for me, High enough to forget my name, Low enough to feel every chain. Puppet, puppet-cut me loose, But the cut's the proof: I was used. (Hook starts here-addictive loop) Puppet... puppet... puppet... (stutter-glitch echo) [Verse 2 - 1:55 to 2:40] She hit because she could. I stayed because I learned: Safe looks like pain. Love looks like fists. Every thrust-needle in my spine, Every bruise-map of where I broke. She sold me like stock. They paid. I didn't. I counted cracks in the ceiling like stars. Said one more to the spoon, to her mouth, to the mirror- Anything to not feel the doll's empty eyes staring back. [Bridge - 2:40 to 3:10] (60 BPM stutter) Child whisper: Du bist mein... (you are mine...) Glass shatters again-loud, close. Her voice: You're nothing without me. My voice? Silent. Five says: run. Odium says: kill. Alice says: please. I said: pass the needle. [Final Chorus - 3:10 to 3:40] Puppet, puppet-no more strings, Snip 'em clean, watch me swing. High enough to float, low enough to fall- But I won't beg. Won't crawl. Puppet, puppet-cut me free, The doll's awake-he sees me. (Hook repeats-addictive, louder, glitch heavier) Puppet... puppet... puppet... (echo fades, but last word lingers: free) [Outro - 3:40 to 4:00] Silence. Then-one final glass shatter, distant. Heartbeat stops. Breath. You're not a doll. You're done.

[industrial goth core fused post-darkwave suicide core glitchcore void core creepy apocalyptic nazi-holocaust death march vibe:80 bpm intro crawl-slow funeral drag flesh ripping foley wet aluminum screwdriver scrape wwii reel flicker pitched low gas chamber whispers-then snap 110 bpm march verse snare bone snaps kick coffin slams sub-bass tar lungs breathing monotone rap-growl verse lyrics calm counting pills numb detachment dread building glitch drops chorus chrome wire hair scraping venom drip reverb androgynous male deep wail choking intensity raw release bridge 60 bpm heartbeat stutter child whispers reversed looping memory static disorientation reliving horror outro fade dripping click linger 2 beats extended slow fade-out reverse sighs ashes wind static eternal loop lingering unease unresolved torment nightmare spooky dystopian apocalypse violent scary vibes alien otherworldly alternative rock deep distorted androgynous male vocals haunting whispers dramatic screams 3d audio dark am

Puppet [ CVLT 13 ]

Lyrics and Structure
Intro (Creepy Dark Ambience: Eerie Industrial Synths, Aggressive Glitchy Static Pulses, Whispered Echoes Panning in 3D for Suffocating Insanity and Suicidal Whispers):
Don't ask me... Please don't...
Because I won't fight back from the words I'll say...
I have no filter...
Verse 1 (Post-Rock Goth: Moody Guitars with Creepy Dissonance, Haunting Melody, Slow Building Aggressive Glitch Textures Evoking Hollow, Suicidal Emptiness):
You in these eyes there's nothing but hollow smile
You'll be surprised what I say
I'm so emotionless
One Thousand yard stare every day no empathy
What was that you said every night you want to play
You really want to know
Please don't run away from the facts
A personality disorder
Just a little psycho
Yeah they call me a little psycho
Sick boy
A little psycho
Psycho
But you know I love you from the bottom of my empty heart
Chorus (Goth core Nu-Metal Drop: Intense Industrial Riffs with Violent Edge, Chaotic Drums, Powerful Kick Startles, Distorted Screams Layered for Aggressive Psychotic Despair and Suicidal Rage):
Antisocial Personality
What the fuck staring into the void
I just want to love
What does that feel like
I'm just
Just a little pretty Sociopath
I told you don't ask
A little psycho maniac
They call me a sociopath
On my way to complete
A Anti social Suicide
There's just to much dead in my eyes
It's social Suicide
It's social Suicide
Verse 2 (Electronic Rock Fusion: Glitchy Cyberpunk Synths with Sinister, Creepy Undertones, Aggressive Ambience, Building Emotional Intensity with Twisted, Suicidal Echoes):
I don't like to tell anybody
It's so embarrassing
When I get paranoid
That your thinking so horrible of me
I didn't ask for this
My parents made me feel like shit
For every fuck
For every hit
I numbed my body and mind from everything
I smile
As they take it out on me
Chorus (Intensified Industrial Fury: Violent Distortions with Creepy Overtones, Insane Glitch Drops, Dramatic Vocal Wails for Dystopian Nightmare and Aggressive Suicidal Breakdown):
Antisocial Personality
What the fuck staring into the void
I just want to love
What does that feel like
I'm just
Just a little pretty Sociopath
I told you don't ask
A little psycho maniac
They call me a sociopath
A Anti social Suicide
There's just to much dead in my eyes
A Anti social Suicide
There's just to much dead in my eyes
It's social Suicide
Bridge (Dark Wave Breakdown: Spooky Ethereal Waves with Aggressive Pulses, Psychotic Whisper Layers Turning Creepy and Suicidal, Hypnotic Beats Stuttering into Scary, Violent Chaos with 3D Panning):
I can't help it was I born like this
I don't think so but I did all the brain scans they wanted from me
In and out of the hospital
They want to keep studying me
They won't let me leave
They keep poking at me
Standing up completely still, I know I'll never be free
No facial expressions, they keep looking at me
Calm and together no
What the fuck
No, I'm fucking coming apart from the seams
Chorus (Apocalyptic Post-Metal Peak: Extreme Riffs with Creepy Dissonance, Otherworldly Glitches, Haunting Screams Building to Insane, Aggressive Emotional Collapse and Suicidal Frenzy):
Antisocial Personality
What the fuck staring into the void
I just want to love
What does that feel like
I'm just
Just a little pretty Sociopath
I told you don't ask
A little psycho maniac
They call me a sociopath
Verse 3/Outro (Grunge Cyberpunk Fade: Grinding Guitars with Violent Dissolution into Dark Ambience, Echoing Self-Harm Wails Fading to Void Silence with Lingering, Creepy Glitch Hum and Suicidal Whispers):
I use to Cut, Slit ,rubies, slut
I can't get enough
I can't feel any pain hit me again
Hit me again look a little grin
I want this horror show just to fucking end
Antisocial Personality
What the fuck staring into the void
I just want to love
What does that feel like
I'm just
Just a little pretty Sociopath
I told you don't ask
A little psycho maniac
They call me a sociopath



Sociopath Void ( Remake Extreme Verison MelanKholyia) [ Alice ]

Verse 1 (monotone rap-growl calm like counting pills snap 110 bpm march snare bone snaps kick coffin slams sub-bass tar lungs alters swap mid-bar odium flat count end five whisper under system crisis co-conscious numb detachment dread building):
Blackouts memory gaps unfolding in ash trenches you said you never noticed but I'm fading fast, where am I who was I staring back at myself can't recognize the lie, passenger watches backseat tied gut twist as odium counts the scars one two five freezes curled
Verse 2 (post-rock goth atmospheric haunting melodies twisted glitches deep distorted whispers androgynous warp transgender identity bleed-through alice protector echo safety mechanism breath-on-breath wet-on-wet to feel eerie immersion):
Emptiness who am I supposed to be switch the visuals gravity pulling me, heartbeat spikes involuntary pain in my chest world leaking out my skin what am I supposed to do next, no light in my eyes pills do nothing to my mind mixed in the sands of time leaving it all behind, alice steps in shields the pull protector hinge transgender bleed-through gender warp beliefs flip no meds just confession bleed
Verse 3 (dark wave melancholic introspection moody drama violent scary vibes odium hate vacuum stares counts inventory suicide gene unnamed pull to nothing whispers why not unbuckle to feel melancholic introspection):
I'm diagnosed with the void fears flooding in turn the hourglass let the darkness win no more reflection just shadows and sin, this isn't escape blackout flickers back like reel lights in barbed fog close your eyes see me dragging not forward through bones red oven glow no face just limbs unfolding in void camps my limbs your limbs same death choke on it odium evacuates love to vacuum suicide gene leans in whispers nothing gravity well no meds just survival code
Chorus (glitch drops chrome wire hair scraping venom drip reverb androgynous male deep to wail chaotic energy powerful drop psychedelic prog haze swirl when alters flip 3d audio psychotic despair choke on stop spine-hum lean-in cosmic horror under breath to feel overwhelming chaos):
Lost in agoraphobia hope I escape the blur entranced by the symptoms soul empty in fear, panic lake drowning me get the hell away I don't wanna leave my home abandonment's my cage crawlirium choked static tar lungs moths in gas mouths like silence inhale ash exhale fire not alive not dead halfway through the oven door no shadow veins nails hum trains don't stop
Bridge (60 bpm heartbeat stutter whispers reversed looping memory static like repetitive trauma dark wave ethereal wave moody drama violent scary vibes odium hate vacuum suicide gene pull to nothing no meds just survival code drop <20 db silence before scream pitch crack unexpected insane sub-bass rumbles authorship loss):
I'm diagnosed with the void fears flooding in turn the hourglass let the darkness win no more reflection just shadows and sin, odium evacuates love to vacuum suicide gene leans in whispers nothing alice pulls the wheel back protector hinge system in crisis co-conscious did mapping locked psychological profile alice tell doctor full diagnosis confession experiences alters bleed-throughs passenger backseat aware control flip mannerisms music ventriloquism automatic confession ground anchor tap 40hz name shift alice is here script lyrics post-bleed re-own watch escalation breakthrough


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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.

Puppet [ CVLT 13 ]

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