Shemot

A mystical blend of electronic and acoustic.

How Strange

An electrifying yet deeply emotional deep house track that blends ethereal textures, dynamic synth layers, and heartfelt vocals. "One" captures the universal search for connection and belonging, combining nostalgic tones with an uplifting energy that keeps you moving. Perfect for dreamers on the dance floor or reflective late-night sessions, this track radiates magic, positivity, and a soulful vibe that makes you feel like someone. Tune in and experience the power of "One." 🎧✨

One (M)

In His Eyes

Hold Me

Danse jusqu'à la fin, commence jamais
Dance until the end, never start
Nous deux ensemble, un rêve en couleur
We're a dream when we are not apart

Dans la lumiere

It’s pure ❤️❤️❤️❤️🎶🎶

Dans la lumiere (Duet)

Lyrics:

In this night, I came by your place
Memories rose from times we were close
Echoes of a past we can't relive

In this night, I came by your place
Memories rose from when we were close
Echoes of a past we can't relive

Memories linger, bitter is their taste
I lost myself, lost in this place
Sleepless in a night without ends

We live close, and yet we’re so far
Close to hear a cry, too far to see why
I won’t find rest until it ends

Memories linger, bitter is their taste
I lost myself, lost in this place
Sleepless in a night without ends
 	
Tears in my eyes, and a breaking voice
You won’t hear me in this chaos
A silence hissing in a night without ends

Memories linger, bitter is their taste
I lost myself, lost in this place
Sleepless in a night without ends

I lost myself, lost in this place 
Sleepless in a night without ends 
I am lost  in a night without ends 
I am lost  in a night without ends 
Sleepless in a night without ends 
I am lost in a night without ends

Without Ends

A Drum Of Tears

A Drum of Tears Gözyaşlarının Davulu

Gözyaşlarının Davulu (Ambience)

"Running" is a journey—between hope and resignation, longing and release.

It starts with relentless pursuit—chasing something just out of reach, questioning limits, fighting to keep up. The tension builds, looping in a hypnotic rhythm of desire, loss, and realization. And then, the shift: the moment of clarity, when running is no longer an option.

This track is about movement—both physical and emotional. A deep house soundscape filled with reverberating textures, floating echoes, and layered beats that rise, fall, and finally, let go.

Electro | Deep House | Cinematic Energy | Hypnotic & Emotive

Running

You are vibrating, I feel it strong
You make me shivering, can’t be alone
It will set me trembling, when you go home
In this pulsing night, I don’t want to be alone

Trembling

In deep blue solitudes, I dream of air and mermaids
Whale songs echo through the cold, dark waves (Soğuk sularda yankılanır)
A hand of fire reaching through the ocean
I breathe in heaven’s miracles (Cennetin nefesi içimde)

Blue Solitude / Mavi Yalnizlik

Sometimes, it's hard to say how we truly feel about something. Is the memory we keep a reflection of how it was, or just how we wished it had been?

Vibrating

If a movie were a song, I think it would sound like this.
Still Walking: A Different Take on the idea behind "Walking"

Still Walking

How Strange Life Is

How Strange Life Seems

A hypnotic fusion of progressive electro and Southwestern blues, this track pulses with a steady 89 BPM groove in E Major, blending deep synth arpeggios with raw, blues-infused guitar licks. A haunting, repetitive vocal line echoes over an atmospheric soundscape, shifting between ethereal synth layers and grounded blues riffs, evoking both urgency and introspection. The rhythm pulses like a slow-burning drive through a neon-lit desert, with swelling pads and a warm bassline anchoring the track. A pulsating beat and evolving textures build tension, while subtle electronic glitches weave into the organic blues instrumentation, creating a timeless yet futuristic feel.

What Keeps Things The  Same

I don’t write songs in the traditional sense. I prioritize sound and theme over grammar or logical narrative. I often look between the moments we usually skip — the pauses, the loops, the unfinished thoughts.

It’s immersive, like film music — but you have to imagine the film.

I listen to myself. I write down what the song says.
Sometimes it says:
Can. Can’t. Fight. Bite.
Sometimes it says:
Text the moon, please.

You’re not supposed to “understand” it.
But you’re welcome to feel what it means.

This style — I sometimes refer to it as Beat Listened.

Shemot

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