touch - daughter (slowed + reverbed)

i feel lost

Aerial Awakening

🎵 Chiralium Witchhouse – Lyra Novaela
A fusion of guitar distortion, ghost resonance, and synthetic sorrow.

This track channels Higgs-like guitar energy layered with chiralium-saturated textures and witchhouse-inspired vocals - echoing from a timeline too broken to remember. The sound is cold, spiritual, and corrupted. A strandling lullaby from Lyra’s darker side - where even the dead still hum.

🖤🧬💀
Witch-strummed. Tar-baptized. Emotionally radioactive.

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=unQhMKcbSlY

Tags:
#LyraNovaela #Witchhouse #Chiralium #GuitarFusion #BTs #Strandcore #DarkAmbient #LowRoarInspired #SyntheticGrief #PostApocalypticSound #DeathStrandingVibes #TarGospel #ChiralLullaby #HiggsEnergy #SoraLoop

Chiralium Witchhouse

Brain Rot is a nervous-system album.
A seven-track descent into overstimulation, collapse, and the slow return of humanity.

It starts in compulsion — the hollow scroll, the numb satisfaction, the infinite feed.
It moves through cognitive overload and the claustrophobic quiet of shutdown.
Then, slowly, warmth returns: breath, space, clarity, agency.
By the end, the nervous system is human again.

This album doesn’t glorify the digital trap or condemn it.
It maps the internal experience of living inside it — and the moment you step out.

A post-digital emotional arc.
A study in collapse and reintegration.
A quiet exhale after too much noise.

UCC-01 – Brain Rot

Echo Pulse

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Chillwave, Jangle Pop, Indie Rock, Shoegaze, Bedroom Pop, Alternative

Patterns

patterns

'Obsidian Pulse' is an exploration of the deep and the dark. From the shifting gravity of the chorus to the crystalline rain of the finale, this track is a slow-motion arc through a violet-hued landscape.
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The amethyst air is beginning to fold,
Turning the daylight to mercury and gold,
I’m carving a path through the carbon and bone,
Listening to secrets the granite has grown,
The gravity shifts in a slow-motion arc,
Tracing the maps written into the dark.

[Chorus]
And we’re caught in the obsidian pulse,
Where the rhythm of the tide and the spirit consult,
Drown the shadow in a velvet eclipse,
With the weight of the universe touching our lips.

Fading to black...
Never looking back.

The ink in the well is a fathomless sea,
Drowning the versions of who I should be,
I’m reading the rings in a petrified tree,
Counting the heartbeats of all that is free,
No signals to follow, no paths left to tread,
Just the silence of stones in a violet bed.

[Chorus]
And we’re caught in the obsidian pulse,
Where the rhythm of the tide and the spirit consult,
Drown the shadow in a velvet eclipse,
With the weight of the universe touching our lips.

Old as the canyon...
Deep as the vein...
Washing away... 
In a crystalline rain...

Pulse and dissolve...
Into the obsidian...

Obsidian Pulse

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i forgive you -SIA『𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧』

UCC-01 is Erik — a systems engineer and lighting designer who speaks in metaphor and rhythm.

What started as a way to process the unprocessable became a methodology: using sound to map emotional architecture the way light maps physical space. Each track is both artistic expression and personal data point, translating complex internal states into controlled sonic environments.

I don't always understand how others feel, so I build systems to understand how I feel. Teaching the AI is teaching myself. We're learning empathy together — one track at a time.

Melodic techno meets introspection. Rhythm as language. Pads as emotional background. Arpeggios as thought loops.

Music as systems engineering for the self.

Stories & essays → eriklagerwall.substack.com