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Prologue (Part I)

by Noctis Void

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1.
The Root 03:59
Memories of old tearing my soul, flashes of time conquer my will I resist their constant darkness but it’s the abyss residing in me. If I could only dwell in the void make it mine and take shelter inside… If I could just create a faked truth which brought me solace… Whose are all these voices tearing up the past? Stabbing the reality you’ve created in me I am the root of an ancient tree, clinging to uncertainty and its memories, Waiting to die of sympathy. In the grotesque confine of life I’m the chaos in my own thoughts. A somber guard watches over me, so indifferent, just as myself. I am the root of an ancient tree, Clinging to uncertainty and its memories, Waiting to die of sympathy. I am the root of an ancient tree, Clinging to uncertainty and its memories, waiting to die.
2.
Dream Trail 03:37
I'm here in the dark and I hear you calling me I walk to a path to wander the unreal No more certainties just the feeling arising again in my thoughts mistery that reveals a truth I lose myself in a dream space My reality drew me here My consciousness leads me to death This deepest sleep puts me in a trance I resist derangement, if you are there The constant ecstasy is in my flesh I lose myself in a dream space My reality drew me here Always perceive this magic realism I rise on the edge of incarnation
3.
Shapes reflecting on showcases, become products, seeking approval. Shedding their skin, reject themselves in a strangers’ game The pleasure of looking a far desire in the museum of pretense Mutilations and fetishes. What do you seek? Behind you I saw your humanity fade so lost among bodies The pleasure of looking a far desire in the museum of pretense Mutilations and fetishes. What do you seek?
4.
Storm and stillness, and the sound of silence usurps my mind and stuns me. An elusive being imposing its power. I’m trying to avoid the unknown Inside the inescapable end unmask its profound obsenity. Take refuge in it, that natural path and fall asleep in the darkness alone. I feel the cold surrounding me, I embrace it It makes no sense to cower now, I close my eyes to walk through Storm and stillness, and the sound of silence usurps my mind, I feel alive.
5.
Winter is not a final death, just a slumber before spring awakes A leafless tree - is not dead just a loop – ‘til rebirth. Just like the sand that turns to stone or the stone that crumbles into sand Day and night take each other’s place Existence is hell (a race against time), a perpetual grudge against a fate unknown. Jut like water turns into a cloud and the cloud again turns to water, Day and night take each other’s place Mind and soul are the roots of the tree that remains The night won’t last forever! - The Winter of existence can dry the bodies. A root remains, one that can bloom again. - A root remains, one that can bloom again.- The Winter of existence can dry the bodies, clothing them with a different garment.
6.
Samarithan 05:33
One day I saw a man dressed in rags, with a staff in his hand begging for a penny to survive How poor a man can be I gave him hospitality a room, a bed and lots of food to eat Still I hear his last few words "I can never return what you've done but heaven will remember and repay" Fifty years had gone since I saw him I was dying and I'd soon be dead Three angels stood in front of my bed The first one she said to me, "don't be afraid I will give you immortality, and grace for your soul" The second had eyes of gold, she gave me my wings The third gave all wisdom, an angel could give ...to me One day I saw a man dressed in rags, with a staff in his hand begging for a penny to survive How poor a man can be I gave him hospitality a room, a bed and lots of food to eat I joined with my destiny, eternally I knew I was born again, an angel to be A vision beyond my dreams, called me by name So in devotion I spread my wings, to heaven I came ...to stay

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First part of "Prologue"

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released December 16, 2021

Written and composed by Estefanía Ballerena and Ramiro J. Pellizzari, except for the song "Samarithan" which belongs to Candlemass.

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Ramiro J. Pellizzari in La Plata, Buenos Aires, Argentina.

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