[Verse 1]
(Monotone rap-growl calm counting pills: Snare bone snaps march, kick coffin slams heavy, sub-bass tar lungs wheezing—dread with liquid black glitches, creepy whispers "sensitive... store...".)
So sensitive to how much of you I store within me,
For you could kill me faster than time itself.
Drifting in a liquid so black the world is numb,
She will steal your breath to the river you are traveling on.
The blood is thick with her love,
She crawls within me like a dancing sun.
[Chorus]
(Androgynous male deep wail choking reverb: Glitch drops shatter chrome wire scrape tension, venom drip delays pool, dramatic screams warp apocalyptic 3D—echoing "love... enemy..." over violent nu metal riffs, torment void silence bursts.)
The warmth of a dream in anti gravity,
But this is debauchery,
Can you see I fell in love with an enemy.
She takes me higher than the throne of god,
Just so the devil can rape my body in the daze of the withdrawals and fog...
This is the end of everything... (glitch void, bone snap resume)
[Verse 2]
(Growl intensifies: March verse snare bone snaps nightmare rhythm, sludge riffs grind, sub-bass tar lungs, wet aluminum scrape glitches mid-line—cyberpunk distortions, haunting whispers alien hums.)
To experience heaven you must pay with the price of hell,
The world is a balance now you can tell.
Your blood aches as the demons break your bones you're now for sale,
To shatter your skin like glass against a wall.
To know you're going to feel the worst of pains in all,
We knew you were coming when you married her.
[Chorus]
(Deep wail escalates: Chrome scrape builds violent tension, venom drip with liquid love drips louder, glitch drops spooky static—screams fade ashes wind echoes, alien distortion warps creepy unease.)
The warmth of a dream in anti gravity,
But this is debauchery,
Can you see I fell in love with an enemy.
She takes me higher than the throne of god,
Just so the devil can rape my body in the daze of the withdrawals and fog...
This is the end of everything... (venom echo trails off)
[Bridge]
(60 BPM heartbeat stutter: Flesh ripping intensify WWII flicker low-pitch screams, gas chamber whispers chanting "aches... crave...", child whispers reversed looping memory static disorientation trauma—screwdriver scrape 3D dark, alien hums build nightmare, screams stutter void with torment chains.)
The liquid of the goddess has a price and it's physical,
To take the torments of earth and place them upon you.
Your blood will scream for her again but your mind will resist,
But you will now crave her forever and ever...
[Outro]
(Fade dripping click linger 2 beats extended slow fade-out, reverse sighs ashes wind static eternal loop—lingering unease, unresolved torment in nightmare spooky dystopian void.)
Golden goddess... poison... (echo fades: "crave... forever... eternal, gas chamber whispers black, reverse sighs ashes wind linger"

Liquid Of The Goddess

[0:00-0:20] Intro
A lucifer fallen morning wake up fucked up... Razor blades taste metallic terror... Rushes screams running mind...
[0:20-1:00] Verse 1
Brush hair break mirror grinding teeth, Wrist slit push further not part this, Save eyes looking back. Reason hate self era time broken forever told never mind, Used against self cheated lover doors fantasied end life. Never knew homicidal showed suicidal blind you, Took advantage undercover said worshiped empowered hour deflowered innocents true power.
[1:00-1:20] Chorus
Show psycho cycle personalities words think control do say feed poison, Play game chess master see whore means end... Two steps ahead won't know ends corners mind... Strike grin sounds cries comfort after beat fuck numb let lick sweat love false romance something sinister... This is the end of everything...
[1:20-2:00] Verse 2
Watch god watch's sheep night allow wolves devour again resurrect. Hope know can tell doing ok destroy advantages store home heart not self no everything minds others. Hope know going crave name chest sleep next everytime destroyed stayed next made this time decayed.
[2:00-2:20] Chorus
Show psycho cycle personalities words think control do say feed poison, Play game chess master see whore means end... Two steps ahead won't know ends corners mind... Strike grin sounds cries comfort after beat fuck numb let lick sweat love false romance something sinister... This is the end of everything...
[2:20-2:40] Bridge
Couldn't away afraid abandonment love hard destroyed soul heart angel...
[2:40-3:00] Outro
Lucifer fallen... destroyed angel... (fade: "heart... angel... eternal, gas chamber whispers black, hollow wind ashes forever)






Lucifer's Fallen Heart (Destroyed Angel)

Lucifer's Fallen Heart (Destroyed Angel)  3

Lucifer's Fallen Heart (Destroyed Angel) Vrs 2

Verse]
Why can't I kill the voices in my head
When they're all me in different tones
Talking
Screaming
Singing to me
Pushing me to converse
To the light of a succubus
In the mirror I see a smear

Why cAn't I KiLL The VoiCes in My HeaD,

When thEir aLl me iN diFferEnt toNes, TalKing, ScreaMing, SiNgiNg To mE, PuShiNg me To conVeRse to ThE LiGht Of a SucCubus,   

---

In the MirroR I see A SmEar AcRosS my Face,

                 EyEs BlacKeD Out,

 MouTh SoWn ShuT,

             Teeth RippEd Out,

 ToNguE  SpilT Wide OpeN,

                 FroM All The MiSerY, OuT SpoKeN,

    Just To TalK To The SerPeNtS WithIN,

 BeHinD CloSed DoorS I sPeaK To DaRk EnitieS 

To GaiN FuLL CoNtrOl Of ThE MasKs Of My SaNItY

---

I cut off my eyebrows just to make my emotions Look, 

    Just as Fucked as I Am abOut SeX aNd LoVe, 

My VOid Is HolloW, It eAts At me liKe a OpiAtE AdDiCt,


[Pre-Chorus]
Smudging the face I used to love

[Chorus]
There's no time left to be real
A reflection doesn't tell you how to feel
Mirror
Mirror
Where's my other half
Mirror
Mirror
Are you with me or against me?

[Verse 2]
Why can't I let the demons run my head
When they're all me
Not you
Not him
Ranting
Whispering
Mocking me
Promising to confess
To the light of a devil
And
In the mirror I see a friend

 cut off my eyebrows just to make my emotions Look, 

    Just as Fucked as I Am abOut SeX aNd LoVe, 

My VOid Is HolloW, It eAts At me liKe a OpiAtE AdDiCt,


[Pre-Chorus]
Sharing a drink with the end

    DAncInG With DemOnS I IndulgE in FanTasies of Multi DimeNsioNal  FraCtuRinG MeNtaL CeleRitY wHAt A - VISIONARY -
Mirror

Are you with me or against me?

[Chorus]

There's no time left to be real
A reflection doesn't tell you how to feel
Mirror
Mirror
Where's my other half

Mirror

SpeaKinG In OcEaNs CasTing RippLinG Waves  

                              EchOinG PasT ScaRs,

VisCeral StAinS thAt mY SouL hAs CapTuReD, 

In CagEs giVing By The DiVinE PrEdAtor,    

             In DePtH I hAd EnVisioned a CruSe so SubLimE,

                  WithiN The GloW of My BlooD Flows,

WhAt Trickles DoWn ThE DreaD oF My HeArt, I'M So 

                                         InseCurE,   

                       ShAtteRinG ThE HolY JuST,

                        To CruMble To AsheS.

                   MiXing With BlOoD and MuD, 

                                      GriNding,

                              GaShinG TeEtH,

                                    With  BroKeN JaWs,  

                                I tUrNeD To StOne,

             JuSt To SurVivE The InTerNal FlOod 

         In tHe DarK I ScReaM mOre, mOre ,mOre,

                                    GiVe Me mOre,

                                   LoSt In MaNiA, 

                                  LoSt All CoNtroL, 

          The DeMonS ScRatChinG At ThE WallS Of My 

                                            SOul,

               DriNkinG The BlOoD of tHe PlaGueS,

       To InfeCt ThE eYes ThaT BleD OVeR WitH

                                ThE TeArS of ACid RaIN,

                                       EroDiNg My 

                                GrAve StOneS,

                                      TheY SCaR My

                MInD WiTh MeMoriEs, 

                                                     tHe PaIN IN My 

                         ReAliTy is BrEd And FeD, 

                                 EtWinDinG, MaSkiNg,

                FoR ThE MaSteRs, 

                         WiTh BlaCk StAiNeD VeiNs TheY,

                                              StArt SeePing 

                                     WiTh TraGedy AnD

                                                 DrEaD,  

                         HaSteNiNg THe CoNsTruCtiOn

                                          Of tHe DarKnEss Of 

                                                         MY 

                                                    InTeRnaL 

                                               MoNolGueS,

                        The AlTerS tHaT SpaRkeD HelL In mY 

                                                     MiNd,

                 LeaVing ScaRs doWn My CheEkS, 

                                                WhaT A FucKinG DisAstEr,

                                                 So I, 

WaLk AgaInsT The Walls of My MinD WhEre YoU CaN 

                                      FiNd WriTteN iN BlOod,

              ThE CreEpiNg MaZes, ThE SeXuaLly DeluSionaL 

                             Decerped OpeN WoUndS  

                                          TheiR  JuSt 

               WaiTing foR YoU To oPen Up AgiaN,

                                 TheIR InSaNitY,

                                           CrYinG ,

                                      LauGhiNg, 

                                YoUr So cOnFuSeD By eVeRYthInG,

           BreAkiNg DoWn ThE Vail Of rEmeMbeRing,

OveRwheled By tHe AnXity,

                  LiKe ligHting SkriKinG ChAtteR

 GiVinG MaSteRy To The EmbAlmed PerCepTioN Of 

                                      ReAlity, 

                             ThEy aRe aLl Of Me,

                   thEy aRe mAny PaRts Of Me,

                InDepEndEnTly MoVing Me,

                          The vocies are mine 

     ThEy ArE thE GhOsts Of My bOdy AnD MiNd

                                     PriVately 

                                   CoNtrOling

FraCtuRing My PeRcePtioNs Of PeRsoNal GraVity  

 MulTiplE PeRsoNaliTies ThaT ProTects Me 

             F

AlTeRs InTeRnaL MoNolGueS GluE Vrs 2

SpeaKinG In OcEaNs CasTing RippLinG Waves  

                              EchOinG PasT ScaRs,

VisCeral StAinS thAt mY SouL hAs CapTuReD, 

In CagEs giVing By The DiVinE PrEdAtor,    

             In DePtH I hAd EnVisioned a CruSe so SubLimE,

                  WithiN The GloW of My BlooD Flows,

WhAt Trickles DoWn ThE DreaD oF My HeArt, I'M So 

                                         InseCurE,   

                       ShAtteRinG ThE HolY JuST,

                        To CruMble To AsheS.

                   MiXing With BlOoD and MuD, 

                                      GriNding,

                              GaShinG TeEtH,

                                    With  BroKeN JaWs,  

                                I tUrNeD To StOne,

             JuSt To SurVivE The InTerNal FlOod 

         In tHe DarK I ScReaM mOre, mOre ,mOre,

                                    GiVe Me mOre,

                                   LoSt In MaNiA, 

                                  LoSt All CoNtroL, 

          The DeMonS ScRatChinG At ThE WallS Of My 

                                            SOul,

               DriNkinG The BlOoD of tHe PlaGueS,

       To InfeCt ThE eYes ThaT BleD OVeR WitH

                                ThE TeArS of ACid RaIN,

                                       EroDiNg My 

                                GrAve StOneS,

                                      TheY SCaR My

                MInD WiTh MeMoriEs, 

                                                     tHe PaIN IN My 

                         ReAliTy is BrEd And FeD, 

                                 EtWinDinG, MaSkiNg,

                FoR ThE MaSteRs, 

                         WiTh BlaCk StAiNeD VeiNs TheY,

                                              StArt SeePing 

                                     WiTh TraGedy AnD

                                                 DrEaD,  

                         HaSteNiNg THe CoNsTruCtiOn

                                          Of tHe DarKnEss Of 

                                                         MY 

                                                    InTeRnaL 

                                               MoNolGueS,

                        The AlTerS tHaT SpaRkeD HelL In mY 

                                                     MiNd,

                 LeaVing ScaRs doWn My CheEkS, 

                                                WhaT A FucKinG DisAstEr,

                                                 So I, 

WaLk AgaInsT The Walls of My MinD WhEre YoU CaN 

                                      FiNd WriTteN iN BlOod,

              ThE CreEpiNg MaZes, ThE SeXuaLly DeluSionaL 

                             Decerped OpeN WoUndS  

                                          TheiR  JuSt 

               WaiTing foR YoU To oPen Up AgiaN,

                                 TheIR InSaNitY,

                                           CrYinG ,

                                      LauGhiNg, 

                                YoUr So cOnFuSeD By eVeRYthInG,

           BreAkiNg DoWn ThE Vail Of rEmeMbeRing,

OveRwheled By tHe AnXity,

                  LiKe ligHting SkriKinG ChAtteR

 GiVinG MaSteRy To The EmbAlmed PerCepTioN Of 

                                      ReAlity, 

                             ThEy aRe aLl Of Me,

                   thEy aRe mAny PaRts Of Me,

                I

AlTeRs InTeRnaL MoNolGueS GluE    CVlt 13

Dissociative Heart

In the weeping morning light, 

The silence rings the gates open to me ready to fight, 

Or flight I might, 

 Creeping it's knife deep within my feet ,

Blood drips free,

As depression grabs hold,

Insomnia lost paths trapped in space a vibrating soul,

Wrapped my fingers around the fire that burns alone,

 Inside my surrender of fate I resurrect just to die , 

Expressionless face in the mirror  where hateful eyes find,

Endless echoing words hitting the walls of  a closed gate of the mind,

Traveling in hyper space forever below zero,

 Looking for what I can not find,

 A hero a source divine ,

Raptured in agony quite but screaming with age,

Forgetting what was given was my name to be made,

Disarray the universe breaks reality,

 To show the silver membrane ,

Hidden by visions of chastity ,

The walls of the core,

 The heart beating questions,

 Life what are we here for,

 Horror insects flush shadows moving,

 The breath within veins,

Holy whore and beauty bestowed,

Embrace the clear glass floor,

As demons move among the false glance of wicked eyes,

 God's light shining between halls,

Aliens birth by fallen stars,

 To pause teeth sharpened with steel knives,

As waves from the abyss births from the womb a mortal coil,

Screams that never die are mute to this world, 

When outer gods indulge in the spoils of war,

Humanity braces for sorrow,

Stars lit midnight sky's when fragility blooms discord below,

Tunnels opened mouth worm holes consume the glossy wet souls of change,

Endless echoing words of power take flight,

Monsters with fingers like shadows reach to the essence of personal might,

Enter into the sparkling void we all call home,

Damaged flesh and slits of rage gusting hurricanes  heighten the score of divine life,

Cursed by The children aged like endless time,

We are forever lost out of control,

Lost star seeds that without mouths can not speak,

Telepathy golden electronic halo,  

A universe that unfolds,

 To the unconsciousness,

 burrows open to infuse thoughts to matter ascension place beyond heaven gate ,

 In multiverses of passion surrounded by thieves,

Suffering emotional recoil a creed blessed to honor the creation of hope and believe, 

Decay the mental blocks which must be rearranged ,

The hanging scapegoat the sinful and ugly pride must be degraded,

When the inside gets rejected  by societies religious laws ,

That possesses all mankind's infernal flaws and kings

 Of the idiotic consuming of indulgence and control,     

In endless time the echoing transcended ripping through space and time,

 Frequency opening the center of mind the god head takes only the embrace of the desire

By no name,  

Past all fate of the instincts of human sight ,

No words for good bye when forever to be the guides,

 Of the evolution of human kind emotions that never grow old,

Open through access with gate ways unlocked ,

By guides who the children controlled by pure emotional empathy,

Fly,

 The fictional threats of others dissolved unlike any species to behold ,

No a symphony of notes play like the vocals of light play awakening the soul,

 When accessing other planes of worlds unknown,

 To most might frighten the mass brain washed sheep that mock the strange,

It's the voice of light streaming across into black holes the full moon in the night,   

Collective humble reliver of physical pain traded from to emotional suffering 

Gaining wisdom passed walking life,

Opened to uncharted shores,

Beautiful diamonds dance in opened clairvoyant eyes store,

The information that is hidden from ancient DNA,

It calls from ghosts bloomed by unhuman evolution within blood cells quake,

When the world falls doomed to the false promises give by cave men,

 Between this life engorged with horded sweets,

The vessels must purge to become the meek,

To reclaim the promise of earths transcendence through galaxy's beyond space and time.    



 

     

   





I'm Used To It

Echo's N MelanKholyia: A Sonic Odyssey of Fragmented Souls
In the shadowed corners of Goshen, Indiana, Echo's N MelanKholyia emerges as a groundbreaking experimental music project, a testament to the transformative power of art in the face of inner chaos. Founded in 2025 by the visionary artist Nexus Khimera—known also as Echos or Mothyii—this endeavor is an AI-assisted alchemical fusion of raw emotion and sonic innovation. At 38 years old, Khimera channels a lifetime of introspection, beginning from therapeutic explorations at age 15, into a tapestry of sound that defies categorization. The project's name, with its deliberate misspelling, evokes distorted echoes of melancholy—fragments of pain rebounding through an eternal void, mirroring the fragmented realities Khimera weaves into every composition.
Khimera serves as the sole architect of Echo's N MelanKholyia, handling vocals, lyrics, production, and visual aesthetics with a chameleon-like versatility. Drawing from a deeply personal narrative of psychological navigation, the music acts as a manifesto for survival, blending co-conscious identity shifts and emotional rebirth. The band's conceptual "members"—envisioned as alters in a dissociative system—include Helix as the resilient core, Alice as the protective guardian embodying transgender identity and safety, Odium as the unflinching confrontor of hate and vacuum, Five as the frozen residue of past emptiness, and Suicide Gene as the unnamed pull toward nothingness, symbolizing unyielding survival code. These personas "speak" through layered vocals, reversed whispers, and glitchy confessions, creating a dialogue that invites listeners to confront their own shadows without judgment.
Musically, Echo's N MelanKholyia is a hypnotic storm of genres: traumacore's dissonant catharsis meets industrial gothcore's mechanical fury, nu metal's rap-growl aggression, post-darkwave's ethereal haze, glitchcore's chaotic distortions, and voidcore's abyssal emptiness. The result is an immersive, addictive soundscape—binaural beats pulsing at 40Hz and 174Hz to tie in seduction and euphoria, 3D audio for psychotic despair, and unpolished production that bleeds raw intensity. Themes delve into mental health's labyrinth: dissociation's void, addiction's grip, damaging relationships' scars, and the triumph of self-reclamation. Khimera's artistry extends beyond audio to visual realms, with album artwork featuring charcoal sketches, gothic horror elements, and luciferian symbolism, all crafted to evoke a "junkie holocaust death march" of creepy, apocalyptic introspection.
Since its inception, Echo's N MelanKholyia has released a series of chapters that push artistic boundaries, available on platforms like Spotify, Amazon Music, SoundCloud, Apple Music, Tidal, Qobuz, and TikTok. The project's YouTube channel serves as a portal for official music videos, behind-the-scenes glimpses, and community engagement, fostering a space where fans can explore their own narratives through Khimera's lens. With collaborations leveraging AI for production and thematic depth, the band stands as a beacon for the disenchanted, proving that art can heal, empower, and transcend.
Subscribe to Echo's N MelanKholyia on YouTube for a journey into the melanKholyia—where echoes of the past forge omegas of the future. For inquiries or collaborations, connect via Facebook or X (@Mothyii13). All rights reserved © 2025 Echo's N MelanKholyia.

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