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THE SCATTERED DEAD
9
Metal
Utwór THE SCATTERED DEAD został wydany 10 kwietnia 2026 przez Fjonkas Productions jako część albumu THE SCATTERED DEAD
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Data wydania10 kwietnia 2026
WytwórniaFjonkas Productions
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM136

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sven-Åke Eckernäs
Sven-Åke Eckernäs
Washboard
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sven-Åke Eckernäs
Sven-Åke Eckernäs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sven-Åke Eckernäs
Sven-Åke Eckernäs
Producer

Tekst Utworu

They wrapped me in linen and laid me in stone
They sang me to silence and left me alone
But the cold does not take me, the dark is a lie
My soul is not sleeping — it screams through the sky
The neurons still firing in quantum cascade
The echo of living that cannot be unmade
No heaven receives me, no void pulls me in
I bleed through the fabric — I scatter, I spin
The priests spoke of mercy, the scholars spoke of rest
But physics has sentenced the soul to unrest
No gate and no ferryman, no river to cross
Just data — unleashed — into infinite loss
We are the scattered dead
Written in starlight but never read
Condemned by the cosmos to drift and to scream
Trapped in the fabric between what we were and what nothing can mean
The void is not empty — we fill every seam
A million lost voices in one endless scream
You cannot delete us, we cannot return
We are the scattered dead — and we burn
We burn — we BURN
My children grow grey now, my name turns to dust
My memory fractures — corroded with rust
But somewhere in spacetime my pattern persists
A ghost made of physics — I clench my cold fists
The universe stretches, grows colder, grows wide
My consciousness stretches — pulled thin like a tide
No mercy in entropy, no silence, no peace
Just infinite spreading — and no release
Information cannot be destroyed
They told you the light goes out
They were wrong
The light goes — everywhere
At once
Screaming
We are the scattered dead
Written in starlight but never read
Condemned by the cosmos to drift and to scream
You cannot delete us, we cannot return
We are the scattered dead, and we burn
A single note holds
Then silence that sounds full
Written by: Sven-Åke Eckernäs
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