God Don't Play About Me

Forever

Divided We Spin

Langue du Futur
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elü plu qadaraï mīzānē; liin ruh-ṭuyūr-in vanta.

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Esprits de la Mémoire ; s’ouvre l’instant, souveraineté retrouvée. Esprits des oiseaux.

Spirits of Memory awaken; thus opens the instant, the sovereign moment restored.
Esprits des Oiseaux se lèvent. / Spirits of the Birds arise.


DNA Root

Metaphysical Gravitational

Ain't Over

Wait

For William

Jazz standards with a Neo-Soul vibe. Sometimes chill is nice.

Misty (1954)

“Bars full; signal gone.”
A late-night dispatch about speech throttled and truth finding other routes. Side-chained pads, deep 808s, and a glass-glass synth motif drive baritone confessions into a lifted falsetto hook. Think bus-stop rain, glitching signage, and a message carried hand-to-hand when the feed won’t. Built for headphones and night drives, this blends alt-R&B mood with dark-pop polish and a chantable A/B chorus (no copy-paste loops).

Credits: Written & produced by SirenCode & Rowan March
Vocals by: Rowan March
Mix/Master: SirenCode

RIYL: The Weeknd, Frank Ocean, James Blake, BANKS.

If this hits you, repost and add to your late-night playlists.

Signal Lost

Hurt myself

SirenCode: We Interrupt This Comfort Zone.
https://ffm.bio/sirencode

Hello, and thank you for tuning into the frequency your algorithm suggested you ignore.

SirenCode is the sound of the emergency broadcast system interrupting your 40-hour work week and reminding you what happens when everyone decides to be polite. We specialize in the things your dinner table won't discuss and the fine art of confusing corporate sponsors.

Our music and art are socially charged, politically inconvenient, and 100% committed to telling the truth with the approximate volume of a dumpster falling down the stairs.

Mission Statement: Making noise so loud that the status quo has to change its name to an unpronounceable symbol.

Disclaimer: May cause existential dread, critical thought, and a sudden urge to unsubscribe from the official narrative. We are not responsible for any heated family arguments prompted by listening to our tracks.

Follow the signal. The code is not optional.