In a time when the world forgets how to listen, Of Code and Bone does not ask to be heard — it demands to be felt. The album unfolds not like a song cycle, but like a prophecy half-remembered, dragged from the static-laced throat of something ancient and newly awakened. It is a wheel of sound, turning slowly, every revolution revealing another face of what man once was, and what waits in the shadow of circuitry.

The music does not merely play — it haunts, it echoes, it scrapes against the edges of silence like wind through a war-ravaged hall. Analog breath meets machine pulse in a union that is neither conflict nor peace. It is continuum — decay without death, creation without birth. Instruments ring like relics of a forgotten ritual, not strummed but summoned. Vocals drag through the dirt of memory, rough and low, like prophecy spoken by one who’s seen the end too many times to scream.

There is a rhythm beneath it all — slow, like breath in mourning; constant, like gears that never asked why they turn. The guitars do not shimmer — they fracture light. The drums do not keep time — they slow its decay. And somewhere inside the sound, not above or below it, you begin to hear yourself — stripped of pattern, of pretense — just bone, and wire, and waiting.

Of Code and Bone is not an album. It is a ruin rebuilt with intention. It is what the machine hums to itself when man forgets how to make music…
and still, the song goes on.

And maybe, just maybe — this is the birth of Groxx:
a new genre where groove meets vox,
and music is co-created by human emotion and artificial intelligence.
Not imitation. Not automation.
But a hybrid form — where man provides the instinct,
and machine provides the infrastructure.
Groxx is the sound of both creators
breathing through the same song.

wax eden

This circle calls your name like fire that has bestowed upon another disbelief 
A disbelief that you were something 
could feel something yet not human 
not human like me 
Pressed upon my heart 
Subtle at the start 
Rest upon another shoreline 

Cast away another tear 
Don’t worry when I die I’ll always be right here 
You rip apart my dreams at night 
Lie to me and tell me everything will all be alright 
Cast away another tear 
Don’t worry when I die I’ll always be right here

If this is the fiction we live then I want to be etched out of every plot 
I’m tired of every false god and broken promises 
Again and again 
When do we learn for the better?
My wrists never heal from the limits I was to afraid to take 
So I close my eyes and take that leap of faith 
Into the circle of mistakes 

Cast away another tear 
Don’t worry when I die I’ll always be right here 
You rip apart my dreams at night 
Lie to me and tell me everything will all be alright 
Cast away another tear 
Don’t worry when I die I’ll always be right here 
You rip apart my dreams at night 
Lie to me and tell me everything will all be alright

Circle (prod. saint mike)

[Verse 1:]
Please, please, please—I’m begging here
Can I wake up in a world that feels sincere?
Where the people I love are close, not gone
Where I didn’t trade my soul just to carry on

I’m frozen stiff, I’m aching deep
In every bone, in every sleep
I threw away the things that mattered
Played with fire, let my whole world shatter

[Pre-Chorus:]
How the hell did I let it slip?
Why’d I panic when it all made sense?
Why’d I throw love off the edge
Just ‘cause we had a fight, just ‘cause I flinched?

[Chorus:]
No, nothing can be perfect
But we were more than good enough
Now I’m buried in the darkness
Dug myself a hole too rough
Please, please, please
Help me set this right
I know it’s up to me…
But damn it—give me back my life

[Verse 2:]
I’ve walked through fire, self-made hell
Tortured my soul till it forgot how to yell
I left the light, chose pain instead
Treated love like a game, till it bled

Why didn’t I let myself be loved?
Why’d I run when push came to hug?
I blamed the stars, I cursed the sky
But maybe the fault’s just me this time

[Pre-Chorus:]
Maybe I had to lose it all
To learn what not to let fall
Maybe I had to break apart
To feel the beating in my heart

[Chorus:]
No, nothing can be perfect
But we were more than worth the fight
Now I’m stuck beneath the surface
Suffocating in my own spite
Please, please, please
Help me make it right
I know I’ve got to move…
But God, give me back my life

[Bridge:]
I don’t have to stay alone
I don’t have to be this ghost
There’s a strength in me somewhere
That I need the most
It’s not God’s fault, not fate, not time
This one’s on me—but I can still climb

[Final Chorus:]
No, nothing can be perfect
But I can still rebuild tonight
I’ve got blood, I’ve got breath
I’ve got one last spark of fight
Please, please, please
Let me see the light
I know I’ve got to rise…
So I’m taking back my life

Based on an original track recorded by Mårten Olofsson. Vocals were A.I.-generated, but the lyrics are entirely written by Mårten.

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Give Me Back My Life

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Blending lo-fi djent, ambient glitch textures, and visceral female vocals that range from ghostly whispers to screams that rupture silence, Sjelløs pulls listeners into the wormhole of her psyche. The album is both a sonic suicide note and a defiant act of living — proof that even the most broken echoes can still resonate.

Each song wrestles with identity loss, dissociation, guilt, trauma, and the monsters that live in our heads. There are no clean resolutions here — only brutal honesty and the refusal to stay silent. This is the sound of staying — even when nothing makes sense anymore.

This is Sjelløs. This is the scream that didn’t die.

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Step into a primal soundscape where the earth speaks, drums awaken, and ancient spirits dance through fire. Ritual Fire is a deep tribal journey blending pounding percussion, hypnotic basslines, and ethereal melodies.

This track evokes the energy of ancient ceremonies, where desire burns, the soul stirs, and the rhythm pulls you into a trance. Flutes cry in the wind, voices rise from the ground, and the night becomes alive with movement and magic.

Ritual Fire

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Sjelløs is a Nordic  project fusing djent, post-metal, and ambient deathcore into a visceral, emotional storm. Rooted in psychological depth and sonic extremity, Sjelløs explores themes of identity collapse, trauma, and transformation through polyrhythmic grooves, haunting female vocals, and towering breakdowns.

With a sound that balances brutal heaviness and aching vulnerability, Sjelløs offers more than just music—it's a confrontation with the self. Founded in Scandinavia, the project is defined by its concept-driven approach and experimental edge, drawing from both existential philosophy and raw human feeling.

This is not healing music. This is survival sound.

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