Ephemeral (Nothing Lasts) is a composition that gradually erases itself as it unfolds. What begins as a clear and cohesive musical statement slowly deteriorates, as melodies dissolve into noise, harmonies fracture, textures decay, and familiar motifs become increasingly difficult to recognize, as though time itself were actively rewriting the sound. As seconds pass, the music does not simply repeat but subtly transforms in real time. Each moment leaves an invisible scar, and what follows is never fully identical to what came before, as if the sound were being continuously inscribed onto a fragile magnetic tape in motion. Time becomes a silent second composer, shaping the piece through gradual subtraction. With every passing instant, clarity dissolves, contours blur and soften, and the material drifts further from its original form until it finally disappears into abstraction. Deterioration becomes emotion, through which the piece reveals the fragility of its own structure. This fragmentation reflects the fragile nature of memory, where recall gradually loses precision and becomes less distinct, much like a fading, degrading recording. Rather than existing as fixed recordings, memories are delicate structures: they fade, thin out, and are partially reconstructed through recollection. Ephemeral (Nothing Lasts) transforms decay into emotional language. As its original form gives way to abstraction, the composition becomes a reminder that fragility does not only imply disappearance, but also transformation, and that even diminished traces can continue to resonate beyond their clarity.more

“Deadspace” is a dark, hypnotic, and aggressive electronic track shaped by oppressive rhythms, unstable textures, and a narrated voice that cuts through the sound like interference rather than explanation. The music moves in pulses and surges, alternating restraint and impact, drawing the listener into a state of controlled tension. Set aboard a spacecraft drifting through deep space, the track revolves around a discovery made within its corridors — present, unavoidable, and never fully revealed. Mechanical patterns tighten, low frequencies press inward, and moments of silence feel as threatening as the noise itself. The voice fragments the experience, reinforcing the sense that something has been disturbed. “Deadspace” functions as a condensed narrative: not a soundtrack, but a self-contained descent. It withholds answers while escalating pressure, trapping the listener in the exact moment where isolation turns into terror, and discovery becomes irreversible.more

The closing track from the album. Listen to the entire album on SPOTIFY.more