The third album from the series Stop Making Synths. Every track was improvised in studio.

Asymmetric Distance (feat. Gunter Büchau)

Wood Meditation

The fourth album from the series Stop Making Synths. Every track was improvised in studio.

Bamboo Truck From Hell

Toy Of Enjoy (Errorist) (feat. Gunter Büchau)

System Crash (feat. Gunter Büchau)

Space bar (Chicken fri) (feat. Gunter Büchau)

Closed Circus (feat. Gunter Büchau)

Optional Tattoo (feat. Gunter Büchau)

HBTMe (Insel Bday Anthem) (feat. Teresa Holmberg & Gunter Büchau)

The Sky That Fears Us is the moment Heaven’s oldest story breaks. The track opens with exiles punching through corridors of hollow light, throwing back the names that were stolen from them. The song moves from rebellion to revelation, dragging the first lie of Creation into the open. Voices split between clean and harsh, calling out the truth your angels buried and the weight of a kingdom built on counterfeit bones.

The Nine rise inside the sound. Lust-scarred, greedy, violent, treacherous, unbound, and unmade. Their presence turns scripture into shaking meat. It strips the gold from saintly skin and tears the breath from Heaven’s mask. The Orchard speaks behind every line, a tongue that ends all tongues.

By the final descent the track becomes judgment. Earth liquefies. Light crawls inward. Every architect of sin is named. The sky itself recoils as the Sisters seed the Orchard where Heaven once stood. This is not victory. It is consequence. It is the truth returning to claim its debt.

Heavy bass. Split vocals. Unforgiving die-fi ritual audio. A march into the place where light finally admits the dark was always part of it.

The sky fears us. It should.

The Sky That Fears Us

Ghost Orgy is an experimental ritual in sound—where noise becomes confession and silence becomes faith. Emerging from the Orchard of Unmaking, each release embodies a ghostly sister: nine echoes of sin, memory, and distortion. The music fuses dark ambient, industrial, and cinematic textures with whispered incantations and heavy low-end designed to be felt as much as heard. There are no performances, no faces—only transmissions from the in-between. Ghost Orgy is not a band. It’s a descent disguised as devotion.

We are three experimental musicians mining for beauty and order amidst the trash and chaos.

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