“Skin Memory” is a slow-burning electro-pop confession that lingers like a lover’s touch. GHIMAX explores the invisible imprint of intimacy—the way a presence stays etched into your body long after it’s gone. With shimmering synths, atmospheric textures, and emotionally raw vocals, the track pulses with sensual nostalgia. It’s not about missing someone—it’s about feeling them in every move, every breath, every beat.

SKIN MEMORY

“My Garden Enclosed” is a piece that pays homage to the Song of Songs - one of the most sensual and enigmatic texts of the Bible.

Lupus Vox blends fragments of the original poem with a contemporary, personal lyric. The result is an intimate, sensual story of longing, desire, and the memory of touch.

This track is built on a pulsating rhythm, with clear influences from club music and the Berlin School. It weaves delicate analog arpeggios, warm ambient pads, and a sultry voice into a sonic garden.

Every breath and every whisper matters - and silence often says more than words.

This is a song about love that lingers between a sinful moment and its echo.

About The Beloved who whispers sensually into your ear.

About a wild rose… whose fragrance arrives before the flower ever blooms.

My Garden Enclosed (from Song of Songs)

No Safeword Tonight

It’s past midnight… the streets are quiet, but desire’s wide awake.

“Let Me Love You Daddy” is Crown Theory’s sultry blues confession — a slow-burning mix of smoky vocals, soul-drenched guitar, and late-night longing.
Blending blues, neo-soul, and R&B heat, this track is for the grown folks — the ones who know that real love doesn’t knock, it storms in.

Pull up a chair. Pour a drink. Let the blues talk.

🎸 Guitar, harmonica, and pure feeling.
🎤 Written & performed by Crown Theory

Let Me Love You Daddy

The quiet after the storm.
Morning in His Arms is serenity – soft light, warm skin, and the gentle heartbeat of love that stays. It’s the feeling of belonging completely.

The album "Velvet Awakening" is an intimate sonic story of a woman’s awakening.
It begins with a single glance that sparks an invisible flame (When His Eyes Found Me), turns into the electrifying touch that awakens every nerve (His Touch Was a Thunder), flows into the deep baritone of the night filled with passion (Velvet Nightfall), and ends with a quiet morning of love and serenity (Morning in His Arms).

This album is for moments when time slows down, and every breath feels like a soft confession.
Let it wrap around you like silk, like a whisper close to your ear…

Velvet Awakening

Morning in His Arms

This is where it begins. A single glance, soft yet piercing, that changes everything.
When His Eyes Found Me is the quiet spark of awakening – delicate, electric, and filled with unspoken promise.

The album "Velvet Awakening" is an intimate sonic story of a woman’s awakening.
It begins with a single glance that sparks an invisible flame (When His Eyes Found Me), turns into the electrifying touch that awakens every nerve (His Touch Was a Thunder), flows into the deep baritone of the night filled with passion (Velvet Nightfall), and ends with a quiet morning of love and serenity (Morning in His Arms).

This album is for moments when time slows down, and every breath feels like a soft confession.
Let it wrap around you like silk, like a whisper close to your ear…

When His Eyes Found Me

A single touch that feels like lightning – sudden, consuming, and impossible to resist.
His Touch Was a Thunder captures that first physical spark, when the body wakes in a wave of electricity.

His Touch Was a Thunder

The night when everything unfolds.
Velvet Nightfall is a slow, baritone wave of passion, rich, warm, and infinite. It’s the soft darkness where love blooms, one breath at a time.

The album "Velvet Awakening" is an intimate sonic story of a woman’s awakening.
It begins with a single glance that sparks an invisible flame (When His Eyes Found Me), turns into the electrifying touch that awakens every nerve (His Touch Was a Thunder), flows into the deep baritone of the night filled with passion (Velvet Nightfall), and ends with a quiet morning of love and serenity (Morning in His Arms).

This album is for moments when time slows down, and every breath feels like a soft confession.
Let it wrap around you like silk, like a whisper close to your ear…

Velvet Nightfall

[Intro – sultry spoken word]
They all want a taste,
But baby, I’m gourmet.
I don’t come easy —
You better say please.

⸻

[Verse 1]
I’m the prototype, surgeon’s dream on display,
Tits sit right, got the curves that slay.
Hourglass drip, every step is a flex,
Booty bounce physics, got ’em breaking their necks.

I’m the poster girl for your midnight sins,
Walk past, jaws drop, let the hunger begin.
But I don’t chase, nah, I don’t even blink,
You rude boys stink — go cry in the sink.

⸻

[Hook – melodic with attitude]
I’m the ultimate tease,
Got you begging on knees,
Wanna taste this thrill?
Better say “please.”
Say “thank you” too,
I just might let you through —
I don’t do rude.
Baby, manners unlock the mood.

⸻

[Verse 2]
Politeness, my kink — keep it classy, then wild,
Talk sweet to me, I turn devil and child.
Say the right words, I’m a full-body feast,
Whispers in Latin, baby, I unleash the beast.

Pull my hair, spank it right, scratch my name,
Treat me like a queen in this filthy game.
No safe word needed when I say “go,”
But disrespect me? I’ll vanish — poof, like whoa.

⸻

[Bridge – fast and dirty flow]
Silicone-free, yeah it’s all me,
Sculpted by gods, born to make you see.
Nip game strong, breakin’ the fourth wall,
Braless in white, peanut smuggler’s call.

Submission’s a gift, but it’s mine to give,
Say “please,” say “thanks,” then I let you live.
No holes barred when I’m feelin’ adored,
But act like a child? You’ll be cut, ignored.

⸻

[Hook – repeat]
I’m the ultimate tease,
Got you begging on knees,
Wanna taste this thrill?
Better say “please.”
Say “thank you” too,
I just might let you through —
I don’t do rude.
Baby, manners unlock the mood.

⸻

[Outro – half-whispered]
She don’t moan for boys who forget the basics,
Don’t fumble the bag with that fake shit.
Polite kings get queen moves, on her knees —
But you? You ghosted. Grieve, baby. Grieve.


[Hook – repeat]
I’ m  the  ultimate  tease,
Got  you  begging  on  knees,
Wanna  taste  this  thrill?
Better  say “ please.”
Say “ thank  you”  too,
I  just  might  let  you  through —
I  don’ t  do  rude.
Baby,  manners  unlock  the  mood.

—-

[Post-Hook Extension – Verse 3]
I’m the riddle they fail, the code they can’t crack,
They bring game, I bring standards — I don’t fold back.
That walk? Intentional. That look? Divine.
But touch me wrong — baby, step outta line.

I got saints breakin’ vows just to earn one taste,
Gentle hands, dirty mind, perfect pace.
I don’t flinch when it’s rough, I don’t flinch when it’s deep,
But if you don’t say “thanks”? I ghost in my sleep.

They call me heaven in latex, sin in lace,
Got your heartbeat drummin’ at a marathon pace.
I’m the girl of your dreams, with rules you obey,
Say “please,” light the fuse — I explode on delay.

⸻

[Pre-Outro Build – whispered, breathy delivery]
Don’t rush it, baby…
Tongue tied? Use words.
Chivalry ain’t dead, it’s the password.


⸻

[Outro – half-whispered]
She  don’ t  moan  for  boys  who  forget  the  basics,
Don’ t  fumble  the  bag  with  that  fake  shit.
Polite  kings  get  queen  moves,  on  her  knees —
But  you?  You  ghosted.  Grieve,  baby.  Grieve.

Ultimate Tease

L'AphrodisiaqueVibe

Creative music producer.

Music, quirky, inspired, enjoy!

Mostly radio friendly & TV friendly tracks.  HD quality.  No swear words.

If you’re messaging me, tell me which song you liked.  It’s hard to know who is copying & pasting, and possibly a bot.

#snafflesmusic

"🎧 TorGio Records • Leya & AI • Ambient, Psychedelic, Soul • Mindful music for every mood • SoundCloud-first".

Lupus Vox /ˈluː.pʊs vɔks/ — Synth-powered creature. Born in the '70s, analog heart beating in human skin. 

Habitat: neon-lit soundscapes, the space between reflection and dance.

Behavior: oscillates between melancholy and celebration, irony and sincerity. Often found howling at the absurdity of existence, occasionally whispering truths. A living entity, navigating the digital world with a wink and a smirk.

Warning: May dance, may brood, sometimes likes to swear or damage some manuscripts.

GHIMAX is an audiovisual music collective made up of six sonic identities, each linked to a letter of the name: GAV, HERI, ITH, MYRA, AXEL, and XHAAN. Together, they form a post-human ensemble that merges voice, code, and atmosphere into immersive electronic experiences.

Crown Theory
🖤 Digital Soul | R&B | Lo-fi Seduction 🖤

Crown Theory is more than a music project — it’s a feeling.

Built on velvet vocals, haunting melodies, and slow-burning 808s, we exist in the space between heartbreak and healing. Our sound blends soulful storytelling, dark R&B, and a cinematic atmosphere designed to move you — mentally, emotionally, and physically.

We make music for the ones who feel too much and say too little. For the midnight creatives, the lovers with walls up, the dreamers who don’t sleep.

🎧 Press play and sink in.
📍 Based in your headphones. Rooted in emotion.
💌 Let’s connect — collabs, syncs, or just vibes.

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