Bless the disaster

Circus

Every silence

Got on the smash

King-sized myth

Paper votes and empty streets

Reckoning

Sinners grin

Rob the rich

Gutter-born

Echoes from the underground. I create sound for the late hours and the quiet thinkers - where emotion moves heavier than words.

Dark TripHop textures, broken rhythms, heavy bass and fragile atmospheres. Music stitched together from mistakes, memories and resistance.

These tracks are not made for the charts.
They live between protest and poetry, inspired by cold streets, human chaos and the feeling of being awake in a sleeping world.

Melancholic, political, raw - but always honest. No filters. No plastic emotions. Just pure signal

King-sized myth

Resonans