ХОреК-КирУ
experimental dark folk, musique concrète, glitch haiku, lo-fi Parisian noir, dying rabbit vocals (childlike, fragile, whispering), reversed carrots, ambient crunching, 45 RPM vinyl decay, monochrome forest ambiance, existential silence, 60 BPM
UglyNoFake·3:16
3:16
ХОреК-КирУ
experimental dark folk, musique concrète, glitch haiku, lo-fi Parisian noir, dying rabbit vocals (childlike, fragile, whispering), reversed carrots, ambient crunching, 45 RPM vinyl decay, monochrome forest ambiance, existential silence, 60 BPM
Creator: UglyNoFakeRelease Date: March 29, 2026
Lyrics
[pre-intro]
Dans le potager,
Une carotte tranchante —
Mon cœur saigne rouge.
Plus de salade,
Plus de regards doux…
Adieu, printemps.
Je meurs en orange,
Comme un soleil qui s’éteint —
Personne n’a vu.
~
[Intro]
[Field recording: slow crunching of carrots, reversed, like chewing backwards. Distant wind. A single piano key, out of tune.]
Dans le potager,
Une carotte tranchante —
Mon cœur saigne rouge.
[Verse – Glitch Haiku]
[Whispered vocals, fragile, like a child reading in an empty room. Slight echo, as if from a well.]
Plus de salade,
Plus de regards doux…
Adieu, printemps.
[Chorus – Silent Collapse]
[No music. 5 seconds of silence. Then: a single drop of liquid. A faint sob.]
Je meurs en orange,
Comme un soleil qui s’éteint —
Personne n’a vu.
[Outro – Carrot Requiem]
[Music box playing a broken lullaby. Each note slightly detuned. Faint sound of a rabbit’s breath slowing… then stopping. A single carrot rolls on stone.]
[Fade out with: the sound of wind, and one last crunch — then nothing.]
Dans le potager,
Une carotte tranchante —
Mon cœur saigne rouge.
Plus de salade,
Plus de regards doux…
Adieu, printemps.
Je meurs en orange,
Comme un soleil qui s’éteint —
Personne n’a vu.
~
[Intro]
[Field recording: slow crunching of carrots, reversed, like chewing backwards. Distant wind. A single piano key, out of tune.]
Dans le potager,
Une carotte tranchante —
Mon cœur saigne rouge.
[Verse – Glitch Haiku]
[Whispered vocals, fragile, like a child reading in an empty room. Slight echo, as if from a well.]
Plus de salade,
Plus de regards doux…
Adieu, printemps.
[Chorus – Silent Collapse]
[No music. 5 seconds of silence. Then: a single drop of liquid. A faint sob.]
Je meurs en orange,
Comme un soleil qui s’éteint —
Personne n’a vu.
[Outro – Carrot Requiem]
[Music box playing a broken lullaby. Each note slightly detuned. Faint sound of a rabbit’s breath slowing… then stopping. A single carrot rolls on stone.]
[Fade out with: the sound of wind, and one last crunch — then nothing.]