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Vacuum
05:33
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I can feel what's been done
I can see what's been done
Taken away
Away from light, he chose to be
Won't you forget what's in sight
Can't you clear what's in sight
Washing away
Away the sins that stick to him
Endless day
For a restless fate
Endless day
For a restless fate
Relentless rain
For helpless men
Relentless rain
But that's okay
Tormented by the act
Tortured by the act
Captivated
They saw the face so he obeyed
How can you live with yourself
What they'll do to yourself
Afraid to die
Spit out the venom in his mouth
Endless day
For a restless fate
Endless day
For a restless fate
Relentless rain
For helpless men
Relentless rain
But that's okay
All we are is what we show the world
We must fill the vacuum in our souls
Endless day
For a restless fate
Endless day
For a restless fate
Relentless rain
For helpless men
Relentless rain
But that's okay
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Arcanist
07:07
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Here I am once again
This golden cage within
My darkest fears and pain
For all eternity
Where I must grow my soul
And give away my mind
Where one shall lose control
And may sink into sand
In the ground I've been kept
My spirit comes undone
Tied to my master's steps
Never to be alone
This is the ultimate test
A test of life and death
Is it what I ought to be inside
(Never feel again)
I take one step, embrace my fate
In the light and darkness
I clear my mind, and purge my soul
I let the end consume my goal
A land of sensations
That never I have felt
A world of desires
That never I have craved
Arcane to which I bow
Unveiling their demands
This small forgiving hand
I require to hold
My gold behind I leave
My existence I give
Even if home I ask
I'll always wear this mask
This is the ultimate test
A test of life and death
Is it what I ought to be inside
(Never feel again)
I take one step, embrace my fate
In the light and darkness
I clear my mind, and purge my soul
I let the end consume my goal
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Music Of The Spheres
05:12
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Oh, I can see what you are
In the soil, as you rise,
We're supposed to unveil
Oh, but as time flies
The memory of you fades
Spectator as a child
Over atmosphere
Come and see the future
We're supposed to achieve
Older than obscure,
As the clouds, as the Earth,
In this trench you give birth
Oh, I can see what you are
In the soil, as you rise,
We're supposed to unveil
Oh, but as time flies
The memory of you fades
Spectator as a child
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4. |
Construction
02:18
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Do you believe
We're meant to believe
We're out of sight
Do you believe
That the things we see
Can one day be
The things we need
We were then
We are now
We will be
We will die
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5. |
Destruction
09:51
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I am the man without a plan
Bathing in my own perception
I am alone within this home
All that enters has to come down
Spreading many arms through the space
Walking as one never to rest
My voice is right, my words are true
Infinite track, endless breakthrough
I am the man with crippled eyes
To keep going I never lay
The future seeds we will harvest
To find the truth that I define
Lasting unity
Leaf crown decaying
We were then
We are now
Lasting unity
Leaf crown decaying
We will be
We will die
It seems we seek a world
Within a world even steadier
We all crave for a raindrop
That will suffice to fill our scope
I must survive
Only us are
I must survive
Only us are
Obfuscated necessities
Ending all that we need to seize
Obligations that seek to find
Aren't we all around
Obfuscated necessities
Ending all that we need to seize
Obligations that seek to find
Aren't we all around
(There is a creature that has to feed, it'll stop at nothing to fill its need)
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Memento
05:49
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I have a recurrent dream
I walk on a path of grass and stone
The mist swallowed the scene
And the sun reached out for my home
Preachers began to cross
The hearts held high into the air
Keep walking on those rocks
'Til the clearing is unveiled
Now the sun is a moon
Striped in golden ribbons
And the landscape bathes in light
Hollow spirits coming for the tree
Their eyes devoid of hostileness
My soul lays down next to me
And my mind opens to emptiness
I have a recurrent dream
I lay on a path of grass and stone
The mist swallowed the scene
A different self looking for home
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7. |
Nox
27:21
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[I. Observation]
NEUTRAL NARRATOR:
Some things are not supposed to be controlled
They're in this world for a reason
And exist just to play their role
Some things are better to be left alone
We will show this in a moment
Just sit back and hear this tone
If you wish to observe
Nox's way
You have to be prepared
And brace yourself
Because when night will fall
They will take what is rightfully theirs
By bringing it closer to its end
Some say that curiosity brings the best of us
But for whom does this apply?
The hunted one or the one who hunts?
Some say that things are better if nameless
The spectators are now actors
They were a little too curious
If you wish to observe
Nox's way
You have to be prepared
And brace yourself
Because when night will fall
They will take what is rightfully theirs
By bringing it closer to its end
LUX:
In my head is a pot
That won't ever be empty again
In my eyes is a spot
That will never cleanse itself away
In my ears is a verse
Which I know might conclude anytime
In my hands slips the dust
That falls and blindly covers the signs
NEUTRAL NARRATOR:
If you wish to observe
Nox's way
You have to be prepared
And brace yourself
Because when night will fall
They will take what is rightfully theirs
By bringing it closer to its end
[II. Reaction]
LUX:
So, how can you even exist
Inside
This machinery
While steam drifts in the air,
The cogs won't spin
For eternity
Blind are you to the heat raging below your feet
This deception won't help anyone to see through it
Is it true, this oil is of your own flesh and own breath
Just how much have you crammed beneath the surface
We are all mother's sons
There's more than one crayon
On your precious
Canvases
Our stains may even cloak your own
If you'd see
Beyond spaces
But now, your unfair survival is cleaning up the board
You're still drawing, but your destruction is not our own
Fail to see the canvas is older than gold and steel
Existence, is it what's all about here still
We are all mother's sons
NOX:
I've been enlighted
Have been guided
To stay united
Now, may these hands touch gold
Cross the threshold
Forge into my mold
LUX:
We are all mother's sons
[III. Chaos]
NEUTRAL NARRATOR:
The great light turns on, the veil panics
Its precious mirror failed for it has leaks
The shade now targets the gleam inside
Asphyxiate all flames, or be shutdown
LUX:
It's neither what I want nor what I need
I see what the brightest have become
A shade of yellow I can't perceive
Silhouettes trespassing, they overcome
NEUTRAL NARRATOR:
This tempting poison will be its end
Who once could listen has become deaf
A light is unseen within itself
A shade is brilliant when it transcend
LUX:
Passed the mechanics I see the soul
Blackened by deep fog and dark as gold
A spear that pierces my tragedy
A wheel that weaves its own symphony
NOX:
Here comes the disease of cruelty
It does not fit in my purity
An older design I can't control
What is not wrong is to be unfold
The song of rain flows right through my deck
The kiss of dust pass right through my palm
The breath of time goes right through my neck
My eyes see right through something so small
[IV. Extinction]
[V. Second observation]
NOX:
I think that this design has moved ahead
I see with my eyes closed
So that the hands can make
I think that denizens are kept inside
Some believe they are above
And now we're blinding ourselves out
If you wish to observe
Lux's way
You have to break your legs
And crack your head
Because it seems to think
That it owns the place and rule our world
But it keeps clamping us away, keeps clamping us away
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Jeyem Nancy, France
My name is Julien Marchetti, abbreviated into Jeyem. I am a vocalist and multi instrumentalist from Nancy, France. I started
writing music in 2011 for my former band, Left Alone, and debuted a solo career in 2019.
I come from a mostly rock and metal background, and I would say that the songs I write are a mix of progressive and avant-garde music, sometimes borrowing elements from jazz and blues.
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