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Eklipse
Deception
Metal
Deception κυκλοφόρησε στις 12 Ιανουαρίου 2026 από Eklipse ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Introspection
album cover
ΆλμπουμIntrospection
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας12 Ιανουαρίου 2026
ΕτικέταEklipse
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM141

ΕΠΙΣΚΌΠΗΣΗ

ΣΤΊΧΟΙ

Μουσικό βίντεο

Μουσικό βίντεο

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eklipse
Eklipse
Guitar
Felipe Andreoli
Felipe Andreoli
Bass Guitar
SIMONE PAGA
SIMONE PAGA
Vocals
Maria Ilmoniemi
Maria Ilmoniemi
Keyboards
Alberto Iezzi
Alberto Iezzi
Drums
Marco Cardona
Marco Cardona
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Filippo Travani
Filippo Travani
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eklipse
Eklipse
Producer
Jens Bogren
Jens Bogren
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Travis Smith
Travis Smith
Graphic Design

Στίχοι

The numbers grow from the brushstroke,
Such wonder can't be told.
Steam in veins, brass deity of movement and time,
Rusty will of some unknown crime.
Listen to yourself,
Your memories,
Sing of my fable as I twist my nerves.
 
And the gentle smoke the paint preserves.
 
The destination stands as white as obsidian,
And changes as the dreamer changes his vision.
They bend as the sun thrusts the meridian,
Mists made of colors, star collisions.
The visionary man of sand smiles on this;
Rust and sand draw the line.
 
And this chair is far too distant from the dream;
Just the sentinel can spot the scheme.
A lonely man and his madness stargaze,
But the path he lives on survives delays.
I can raise myself from this heavy throne,
Become what others can't see.
See the dreams, feel the contrast
Between what's grey and what's real.
 
Perfection by the hand of the ignoble,
Pure circle beyond what's global.
 
I've dreamt of a distant sun,
I've drawn the mystic one.
Create life with my hands and eyes,
Imagination endures, no demise.
Playing God on an empty wall,
Pictures alive, more human than I’ve ever been.
 
Away from this empty shell it lies within.
 
All the matter that pre-exists,
Shapes and errors frozen in time.
Dull, plain, empty as the emptiest life,
The same shell that covers the forger.
Colorful lines, raw and bizarre,
Endless types of future, different kinds of men.
 
And I feel no comfort from all of this,
Because the path is not like the stars beneath.
Now, when you wake and watch the night,
The wind takes on and runs across the way.
As you follow the white one that walks away,
You may find that there’s no treasure for the curious,
Nor roots of trees for the brave,
Or gold for the visionary.
 
No longer will I taste the sweet dance of paint,
As the icon falls to pieces all around.
 
The mind, all it wishes is to crawl.
Hope chooses one of them,
Every night.
Waking up, waking up again,
The chaotic one is gone.
The chaotic one is gone.
 
Shaped and twisted
In a chaotic bazaar,
Turning into
The original form.
Desperation 
Shudders and leans,
Grinding what 
Was pale and clean.
Written by: Filippo Travani

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