From the underground caverns of Budapest’s shadowed soul emerges a project cloaked in mystique, metaphor, and sheer emotional gravity. This isn’t your average “band drops a debut single” situation — "Walls" by /somnolence./ is a full-blown spiritual experience dressed as a song. Or maybe it’s the other way around. Either way, you won’t walk away from this one untouched.

Led by the elusive AJ Void, /somnolence./ aren’t just crafting music — they’re building a cult of reverence, wrapped in divine melancholy, sonic pain, and poetic transcendence. And "Walls"? It’s the first call to gather. It’s a quiet scream through the fog, a melodic bleeding heart message for the broken, the abused, and the seeking. Think: a ritual disguised as a track.

Imagine if Sleep Token had a lovechild with Nine Inch Nails in a candle-lit Budapest chapel, then raised that child on a steady diet of emotional trauma and classical theology. "Walls" is a swirling cathedral of sound — atmospheric, haunting, unrelentingly intimate. Industrial drums pulse like a bruised heartbeat. Guitars cry out like cathedral bells echoing down empty streets. And the vocals? They whisper, weep, and wail — all within a single breath.

This isn't background music. This is soul excavation.

The lyrics take us deep into the decaying walls of a mind — and a body — trapped in an abusive relationship, while simultaneously exalting something far greater: Her. A deity, an idea, an embodiment of pure accumulated human affection through millennia. Whether metaphor or muse, She is omnipresent in this universe, offering solace to the hurting and devotion to the devout.

Let’s be real: this is meant to haunt you. It’s meant to stick to your ribs like ash and incense. It’s a call to reflect, to feel everything you've buried, and maybe even cry for someone you used to be. It's a song for survivors — of abuse, of heartbreak, of existence itself. /somnolence./ births entire worlds out of grief and surrender. And they do it without apology.

This is the kind of art that reminds you why music ever mattered in the first place. Not to distract, but to devastate, to peel you apart and put you back together with trembling hands and holy conviction. This isn’t a track to be casually shuffled through — this is a track to be offered to. Lit candle optional, but strongly recommended.

And for a debut? It's audacious. It's courageous. It's a beautifully bleak middle finger to conventionality — and we need more of that.

"Walls" is more than a song. It’s a sacrifice. A sermon. A confession whispered into a cathedral void, waiting for someone — anyone — to listen and feel a little less alone. /somnolence./ aren’t asking for your attention. They’re asking for your devotion.

If you’re into Sleep Token, early Deftones, or emotionally immersive ritualistic alt-metal, clear your schedule, put on some headphones, and let yourself go.

The first wall has been broken. And “Her” temple has just opened its doors.

Are you ready to step inside?

“Walls” is available now on all major streaming platforms