Its about ,when moving forward into life ,sometimes we choose shortcuts just to fail in the  long run. talking about
 re- lapsing
About those times when You feel like You  finally have  been moving forward,but every  new step  makes You feel like You  are going backwards instead. 

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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.


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[Verse 1]
White static reality, flickering so cold and dead,
Bones black as incinerated ash, crumbling in my head.
Fear... the fear is lingering, clawing at the soul,
Run... run to the void, where emptiness takes hold.
Singular voided shelter, for the purpose that's ahead,
Laying in the silence, where echoes breed dread.

[Pre-Chorus]
Emotions reverse, from reaction to fire,
Merging with liquid inspiration, burning higher and higher.
Chemical spill in the veins, toxic blood starts to boil,
Pool of life turns poison, breath choked in the coil.

[Haunting whispers layer in: "Drowning... intoxicating... distorting..."]

[Chorus]
So cold in the audio, drowning in visual high,
Begging for euphoria, but it's a toxic lie.
Once free, it intoxicates, distorts the world we see,
Functioning fantasy, haunting eternity.
Vomiting the tragedy, purging the endless feed,
Words like spells expelled, spreading plague at speed.

[Outro]
Expelling incantations, blending in the storm,
Infused in wood and clay, preserved in eternal form.
Thoughts melt to emotions, coagulate the haunt,
Reconstructing memories, mankind's ghostly taunt.
Hide the skills in empty boxes, before progression claims,
Trance-embedded artist breaks the blind oracle's games.
Seal it in the minds, for those who dare indulge,
Expression of the divine, in art's savage bulge.

[Deep and distorted grunge riffs fade out with hypnotic layers, addictive eerie dark ambient whispers reversing into silence: "So cold... fear lingering... divine..."]



[Fading Echos]

[End Song Dark errie fade out]

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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 Void , Echos, Mothyii, Alice, Helix, 5, Nexus Etheric  , Odium  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.
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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.

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