H I DΞ
You can run to the desert, where the bones are white
Sleep with one eye open in the dead of night
Build a house of silence, turn the locks and chain
But the past has got a key for the pouring rain.
You think you’re hidden in the fading light?
Karma’s got a lantern and it’s shining bright.
RUN, YOU SINNER, RUN FROM WHAT YOU DID!
NO STONE LEFT UNTURNED, NO COFFIN LID IS HID!
THE WHISPER TURNS TO THUNDER, THE SHADOWS GROW LONG
YOU CAN'T H I DΞ FOREVER, WHERE YOU DON’T BELONG!
THE BILL IS COMING DUE, THE DEBT IS IN THE MAIL
EVERY PLACE YOU HIDE, YOUR FUTURE FAILS!
Go cross the border, change your face and name
The mirror shows the monster, all the same
You trade the city for a cabin in the wood
Hoping that the trees will hide what once was good
You think the distance makes the memory fade?
It only sharpens the edge of the blade you made.
RUN, YOU SINNER, RUN FROM WHAT YOU DID!
NO STONE LEFT UNTURNED, NO COFFIN LID IS HID!
THE WHISPER TURNS TO THUNDER, THE SHADOWS GROW LONG
YOU CAN'T H I DΞ FOREVER, WHERE YOU DON’T BELONG!
THE BILL IS COMING DUE, THE DEBT IS IN THE MAIL
EVERY PLACE YOU HIDE, YOUR FUTURE FAILS!
The universe remembers every single slight
The balance must be paid in dark and light
It isn't fast, it isn't clean, it takes its time
Watching you drown in your perfect crime.
IT FINDS YOU! IT SEES YOU! YOU CAN'T ESCAPE THE TRUTH!
RUN, YOU SINNER, RUN FROM WHAT YOU DID!
NO STONE LEFT UNTURNED, NO COFFIN LID IS HID!
THE WHISPER TURNS TO THUNDER, THE SHADOWS GROW LONG
YOU CAN'T H I DΞ FOREVER, WHERE YOU DON’T BELONG!
THE BILL IS COMING DUE, THE DEBT IS IN THE MAIL
EVERY PLACE YOU HIDE, YOUR FUTURE FAILS!
Nowhere left to run.
Nowhere left to hide.
It finds you.
M O M Æ N T S .
Resonance... joy... friction.
"It stays"
Flicker in dark. Chemical spark.
Split-second impact. Eternal mark.
Clean slate? Lie. Sunday’s ghost? High.
Concrete taste, wasted years, bone-deep sigh.
Architects of nerves. Blueprints of pain.
Sunshine pulse. Acid rain.
Building structures. Building cells.
Heaven’s echo. Living hells.
High to breathe.
Low to scream.
Systematic haunting.
Waking dream!
MOMÆNTS.
Architects of mind!
Scarred light. Sacred blight.
Nothing left behind!
Sum of crashes. Sum of grace.
Etched forever. trace pace
MOMÆNTS! MOMÆNTS!
MOMÆNTS.
Dopamine hit. First win.
Shadow-cast. Old sin.
Walking museum. Hello. Goodbye.
Woven tapestry. Truth. Lie.
Trauma: Teacher. Joy: Cage.
Both hands turning page.
Filter poison? Lose wine.
Intertwined. Dark design.
Erase the sting?
Lose the crown. Lose the wing.
Delete the black?
White fades out. No turning back.
NO TURNING BACK!
OWN THE DAMAGE!
BE THE RESULT!
Etched in.
Tension. Friction.
Resonance.
MOMÆNTS...
V I L L Æ I N
Shadow takes form. Solid. Cold.
Invisible villain. Story untold.
No longer absence. No longer void.
Structure of light: systematically destroyed.
It coats the lungs. Viscous. Thick.
The air is a lie. A cruel magic trick.
Chest tightens. Ribs: iron bars.
Total eclipse. No signal from stars.
Inhale: PRESSURE.
Exhale: PAIN.
Darkness is ruler. Ruling the vein.
Visibility: ZERO.
Oxygen: LOW.
Nowhere to hide. Nowhere to go.
You’re the thief of the breath I take!
Every bone is about to break!
You sealed the doors. You turned the tide.
No photon survives. Nowhere to hide.
Collapse is coming. The floor disappears.
Drowning in silence. Choking on fears.
V I L L Æ I N named DARK
Invisible hands. Grip on throat.
Weight of the world. Too heavy to float.
Panic: a pulse. Rapid and erratic.
Vision is blurred. Brain: full of static.
Lungs are dry wells. Gasping for more.
Face hits the dirt. Knees on the floor.
The villain is winning. The blackout is near.
A masterpiece built from pure, liquid fear.
I’m falling.
I’m folding.
The walls are me.
The dark is me.
System failure. Total collapse.
Wait.
Between the fractures. Under the skin.
A needle of light. Let it in.
Tiny. Fragile. A silver thread.
Not dead yet. Not dead yet
You thought the darkness was the end!
I’ll take the air you try to bend!
Though the collapse was cold and deep,
A spark is a promise I’m going to keep.
The V I L L Æ I N is real. The shadow is tall.
But light is the crack inside of the wall.
V I L L Æ I N named DARK
One spark. only one
Breathing...
...again.
Not dead yet. Not dead yet
M O M Æ N T S . L I V Ξ
Resonance... joy... friction.
"It stays"
Flicker in dark. Chemical spark.
Split-second impact. Eternal mark.
Clean slate? Lie. Sunday’s ghost? High.
Concrete taste, wasted years, bone-deep sigh.
Architects of nerves. Blueprints of pain.
Sunshine pulse. Acid rain.
Building structures. Building cells.
Heaven’s echo. Living hells.
High to breathe.
Low to scream.
Systematic haunting.
Waking dream!
MOMÆNTS.
Architects of mind!
Scarred light. Sacred blight.
Nothing left behind!
Sum of crashes. Sum of grace.
Etched forever. trace pace
MOMÆNTS! MOMÆNTS!
MOMÆNTS.
Dopamine hit. First win.
Shadow-cast. Old sin.
Walking museum. Hello. Goodbye.
Woven tapestry. Truth. Lie.
Trauma: Teacher. Joy: Cage.
Both hands turning page.
Filter poison? Lose wine.
Intertwined. Dark design.
Erase the sting?
Lose the crown. Lose the wing.
Delete the black?
White fades out. No turning back.
NO TURNING BACK!
OWN THE DAMAGE!
BE THE RESULT!
Etched in.
Tension. Friction.
Resonance.
MOMÆNTS...
our lyrics...
...stories of our souls
These lyrics are the seeds from which our music grows. We invite you to read them, feel them, and imagine how they will sound in all their sonic glory. Stay tuned and look forward to the release of our upcoming songs. Our musical journey begins here!