We feel a flow beneath the mask
Don’t shut the gate when the night asks

Fracture opens, shadows rise

Don’t close your body, Don’t close your body
break the steel, the mold
Don’t close your body, Don’t close your body
when the dark is bold

In the storm of sound we are unbound
No shuttered chest where the beat is found

Fracture opens, shadows rise

Don’t close your body, Don’t close your body
break the steel, the mold
Don’t close your body, Don’t close your body
when the dark is bold

Your body
don't 
Your body
don't close
Your body
don't 
Your body
don't close

Don’t close your body, Don’t close your body
break the steel, the mold
Don’t close your body, Don’t close your body
when the dark is bold

Don’t close your body

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

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