So cold in audio focusing on the white static reality, 

Bones black as incinerated bones,

Fear,

The fear is lingering,

Run,

To take cover in singular voided emptiness

For the purpose ahead,  

Laying in the silence,

Emotions reverse from reactions to inspiration 

Merging with liquid inspiration,

Like a chemical spill,

Making toxic the pool of blood the gives life to breath,

The outlet of a skill giving relief and enlightenment 

 Begging to be drowning in the visual euphoria,

But once free,

Begins the process, 

 Unknowingly intoxicating everyone,

 Distorting everything,

Into a functioning external fantasy,

 Of what walks in existence, 

The visuals leek into the stomach of the mind begin, 

The vomiting to purge tragedy and the eternal consumption of experiences,

Expelled the words like casting spells in the dark ages,

Hoping to spread like plagues against nations asleep to the effects of the agony just behind them, 

But the continual action and pulses,

 Are captured to then evade,

Repeating the ritual,

  Just dry heaving in rigged movements,

 Laughing in flames mute,

 While inscribing the words the muses sing,

The coded expressions intertwined In webs released ,

The contents that like a hurricane pour as rain but hell fire engulfs and devours,

Acid tears engraving messages on the  surface of tongues,

Sending the consciousness into fits of a writing,

 A rushing frenzy full of fury and mystic artistry    

Passing the land of visual ecstasy,

Expelling the incantations that are blending together,

Infusing them in the sheets of wood and slabs of clay, 

To be forever preserved,

Wondering from thoughts to melting emotions coagulate,

 Reconstructing experiences into messages from memories haunting the realm of mankind,  

 Finding a empty box to hide the contents of all other skills that remains before the progression takes hold,

So the trance embed artist within can excel all obstacles formed from the blind oracles,

To seal the work forever embedded in the minds,

 Of all those who choice, 

To indulge in the expression of art,

Expression Of the divine  



The Coded Expressions So The Indulgence Of Art MelanKholyia

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.