Umrandungen, Vol. 1

Umrandungen-01-01 (Remastered 2025)

Klangmoebel-Soundtracks, Vol. 4: Harry

Cease to Roll

London Aliens

A French-Canadian Pop song about all these couples that believe that you don't need to communicate what you feel just because of the belief that if we love each other, we're suppose to guess what the other of thinking.

J'peux pas deviner

A cerebral Journey into happy melancholy. Reaching new audiences!
Would love if you gave it a listen and considered reposting or adding it to a playlist if it fits your vibe. Appreciate any support 🙏  Fix out

C-mapfire

FEEL THE FIRE
Composition, production, vocals by Wicked Gloves
125 BPM, key of G minor

Find this track on my upcoming self-titled LP Wicked Gloves, out June 27th.

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LYRICS:

I feel the fire
Burning in my heart
Fuels my desire
Consumes me from the start
Do you feel the fire?
Burning in my heart
It's taking me higher
And tearing me apart

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Wicked Gloves

Feel the Fire

A glitch-gospel elegy from the underworld of Zaun.

Set beneath flickering streetlamps and the ghosts of the past, Underneath the City is a haunting, cinematic soundscape fusing Rhodes piano, static-laced airship textures, and glitch-punk gospel. A composition pulsing with emotional futurism and broken beauty, this is Jinx’s whispered requiem to Silco part eulogy, part exodus.

If Arcane had an epilogue, this would be its heartbeat.
Woven from aching falsettos, ghost-like reverb, and war-torn lullabies, this song traces Jinx’s final transformation: not a death, but a reckoning. Her story isn’t over—it’s taking flight.

Key themes:
💔 Post-trauma identity
🧬 Silco’s legacy
🔥 Found family and inner fire
🌫️ Airship escape, rebirth
🕊️ Overcoming Tribulation & Loss  and Having The Strength of  Will To Move Forward
🔊 For fans of: Portishead, Nine Inch Nails, Arcane’s original soundtrack, glitch soul, narrative electronica.EDM

"You called me perfect… even when I burned the world behind me."
Now she rises—not as Powder, not as a weapon but as the daughter Silco loved.

Underneath the City

Dance In The Fire

The year was 2025 A.D. A vibrant yet ominous tone pulsed through the island's night sky — a foreboding sign of humanity’s impending doom. The world had spiraled into chaos; the masks were off, and global leaders no longer hid their twisted vision of total enslavement.
In the digital maze, humanity had become consumerist lab rats, living simulated lives, fed by a manufactured reality. They were exactly where the architects of control wanted them — numb, pacified, and blind to the ancient plan written by the entities atop the pyramid.

Drunk on dopamine, fear, and amygdala hijack, the time had come. The stars aligned. Phase 10 was ready: Bring in the Masters.

Dance In The Fire

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