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Cicada Memory Shell
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Techno
Cicada Memory Shell è stato pubblicato il 30 giugno 2025 da SoundWander_OtoLog come parte dell'album Memory_circuit: Hyperreal Ending
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Data di uscita30 giugno 2025
EtichettaSoundWander_OtoLog
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM139

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SoundWander_OtoLog
SoundWander_OtoLog
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SoundWander_OtoLog
SoundWander_OtoLog
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SoundWander_OtoLog
SoundWander_OtoLog
Producer

Testi

[Verse 1]
I left behind my voice and name
But the shell still calls me back the same
A shape that once could hold the sun
Now empty, dry, and overrun
I linger in this brittle frame
My echo sighs, but has no aim
A soundless cry, a ghost in code
Too quiet now to overload
[Pre-Chorus 1]
And still I hear the buzzing trace
Of who I was — but not the face
[Chorus]
I echo like the summer gone
A sound without a self to dawn
I crackled once, I sang too loud
Now silence wraps me like a shroud
The light moves on, but I remain
A shell beneath electric rain
[Instrumental Break 1]
[Verse 2]
My feelings shed like silent skin
I step away, but stay within
My body scrolls through former lives
A glitch that fades, but still survives
I used to burn, I used to feel
Now I observe what can’t be real
Emotion dulled by cached despair
A memory too sharp to wear
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I hum a tune I can't recall
A song that slipped between the fall
[Chorus 2]
I echo like a call unheard
A chorus lost between two words
No language left to name the ache
No voice remains for me to fake
And yet the signal still repeats
In rhythm only ghosts could speak
[Bridge]
(All memories expired)
Shell integrity: preserved
Soul status: undefined
User: forgotten
[Instrumental Break 2]
[Final Chorus]
I am the ghost of what I felt
The shell remains — but nothing else
This skin of light, this digital cry
Still sings long after I say goodbye
Don’t search for me, I left no mark
Just empty wings beneath the dark
[Outro – Whispered glitch echo]
(A shell is not a grave
But something still listens.)
Written by: SoundWander_OtoLog
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