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COMPRESSION
Metal
Трек «COMPRESSION» вышел в 6 июня 2026 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Geo Whimsy Studio»)Album One
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АльбомAlbum One
Дата релиза6 июня 2026 г.
ЛейблGeo Whimsy Studio
ЯзыкEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM78

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Seren Vael
Seren Vael
Гитара
Idris Kael
Idris Kael
Барабаны
Maren Soldt
Maren Soldt
Бас
Cass Verlaine
Cass Verlaine
Клавишные инструменты
Luca Noir
Luca Noir
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Keith Denis Engelbrecht
Keith Denis Engelbrecht
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Viktor Ashbone
Viktor Ashbone
Продюсер

Слова

Silent strata build this place
Every inscription marks the stage
Palimpsest of layered trace
The oldest residue still waits
The manuscript was never blank
The margin always held this weight
Each fold pressed hard against the next
The sediment began to take
I dreamed the page was clean
I woke to archived years instead
Layer over layer kept
Until the living read the dead
A smothering inscription
This narrowing breathing space
I watch the strata closing in
Compression takes the place
The fold pressed past revision
The archive filled with weight
I feel the sediment compressing
Every layer sealing late
Speak to me your excavation
But reach no further through the fold
The lacuna fills with pressure
The oldest script begins to hold
Bleed-through of a buried version
The one I overwrote alone
The manuscript bends under tension
The compression finds the bone
I dreamed the page was clean
I woke to archived years instead
Layer over layer kept
Until the living read the dead
A smothering inscription
This narrowing breathing space
I watch the strata closing in
Compression takes the place
The fold pressed past revision
The archive filled with weight
I feel the sediment compressing
Every layer sealing late
Awaited fall of stratum
The page begins to drown
The residue is netted
Pressed into the ground
Each version growing thinner
As the layers settle in
Compression is not ending
It is where I have always been
A smothering inscription
This narrowing breathing space
I watch the strata closing in
Compression takes the place
The fold pressed past revision
The archive filled with weight
I feel the sediment compressing
Every layer sealing late
The page did not collapse
It simply held
Everything at once
Until nothing new
Could be written.
Written by: Keith Denis Engelbrecht
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