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Deception

Metal

Deception fue lanzado el 12 de enero de 2026 por Eklipse como parte del álbum Introspection

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumIntrospection

Fecha de lanzamiento12 de enero de 2026

Sello discográficoEklipse

IdiomaEnglish

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM141

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Eklipse

Guitarra

Felipe Andreoli

Felipe Andreoli

Bajo eléctrico

SIMONE PAGA

Voces

Maria Ilmoniemi

Maria Ilmoniemi

Teclados

Alberto Iezzi

Batería

Marco Cardona

Guitarra

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Filippo Travani

Filippo Travani

Autoría

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

Eklipse

Producción

Jens Bogren

Masterización, Ingeniería de mezcla

Travis Smith

Diseño gráfico

Letra

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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