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Forgotten Shores
05:15
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Sweeping tides
Onyx waves
Endless, timeless
Stillness rules this place
Lightless artificial sky
The sun a glitchy error
Ever unshining
over fabricated landscapes
Hear the crashing of the sine waves
Feel their simulated lull
Hear the howling of the wind
and the bitcrushed shrieking of the seagull
The heaven above
The ocean below
merged together into
a shapeless black amoeba
Forgotten shores
of emerald and ebony
Beneath the surface
abandoned secrets slumber
Countless hollow gods
made landfall on these beaches
Voiceless vessels of extinction
steered by the unseen
Always heading east
towards the treacherous desert
In pursuit of a higher calling
Never to return
Never
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It's as ancient as the world itself
Twisted, bloated, blind
Hidden in its burrow
The last one of its kind
The butterfly is dead
The mountain dragon fled
Even its forest sibling perished
as the madness spread
As the eons passed
the centipede started to grow
it abandoned the world above
seeking the burrowed code deep below
Now the armored creature slumbers
in its cavernous nest
No longer concerned with any wandering
constructs from the west
Curled into a monstrous ball
deep within the desert crust
Covered by endless palette swapped tiles,
mathematics, sand and dust
Does the outside world remain?
Or was it washed away in the desert rain?
The centipede doesn't care,
forever dreaming in its lair
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3. |
Along Sunken Pathways
04:25
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The monarch firefly
was the first to die
the glowshrooms and the lantern vines
withered soon thereafter
One by one
their lights went out
as their inner logic
began to shatter
The only way
to navigate the dark junctions
is by the pale, uncanny light
of rendering malfunctions
A labyrinth of gloom,
intertwining passages,
old centipedian tunnels
and shredded data packets
The walls are ridged
The ground is cold
The air smells of autumn rust
and ancient mold
Partially filled with water
Partially filled with sand
Right on the border between
the desert and the marshland
Deadly stalagmites
submerged in flooded caves
Shaking, crumbling
by the power of distant shockwaves
Through lightlessness
and ruptured math
it goes ever on
this sunken path
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4. |
Deathwave
04:29
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The long and winding corridor
is made of metal and stone
It reeks of corroded copper circuits
and burning ozone
The old proximity sensors
are long since gone
But somehow the deathbeams
still rumble on
Timeworn dynamos
and ancient power cells
leaking putrid acid
from their gray and damaged shells
The trap shouldn't be working
but somehow it still does
The radiance burns everything
with a booming, crackling buzz
The ground is scorched by the
endless pulses of heat
Off and on and off again,
like a slow and rhythmic beat
Bright red bursts of compressed plasma
slicing through the thick miasma
as the deep, dark, roaring sound
echoes through the age-old compound
Each new blast make the complex shake
with violent, thundering wrath
The nearby domelings feel every quake
and their seismic aftermath
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The deathwaves rumble on
outside the crumbling shell
The children of the ruined dome
are mesmerized by the screeching swell
They do not belong in this place
but they ended up here all the same
when the world broke down
when the calamity came
Some are missing bits and pieces
Some are fused with random debris
All of them are bound to this place
never to be free
Damaged and irregular
from their gnarled rebirth
A chaotic meld of living tissue
and parts from the very earth
Some of them were drawn to this hive
like moths to a flame
Some of them found the dome by chance
but remained here all the same
Darkness pierced by wild cadaveric spasms
Compound eyes and glistening neoplasms
Myriapods and desert spawn
Forest hatchlings, eyes glowing like the dawn
Dragons larvae from the mountain
Mutant vermin beyond counting
Primal instincts brought them here
Hard-coded behavior, nameless fear
They are the children of the ruined dome
Stranded, broken, far from home
Together, but forever alone
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6. |
Into The Valley
03:17
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(instrumental)
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7. |
The Rot And The Forest
05:30
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The forest is a patchwork
of pieces that don't really fit
Spritesheets, blocks and scrambled characters
mixed together in a mile wide pit
The mutilated corpse of its guardian
is slowly melting away
Claws and stinger ravaged by decay
Exoskeleton turning to clay
What remains is a melting pot
of the digital rot
and the forest it ate
It came crashing down the mountainside
ruthless like the ocean tide
and by then it was all too late
Flora and fauna have merged
into a single semiconscious entity
Cold and hard as the neighbouring rock,
boiling as the sea
Objects, pixels, sprites
caught in the algorithmic blight
Parallax scrolling crushed beyond repair,
existence peeled and bare
The forest is a patchwork
of pieces that don't really fit
And everything within reach of its rot
is slowly corrupted and absorbed by it
Eternally contained within the vale
between the dome and the mountain trail
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Beyond The Tower
07:05
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At the edge of the world
the mountain still endures
Shrouded in glitches
Cloaked in mist
The highest peak still crowned
by a forsaken spire
ever watching
the binary trees below
The tower's ancient dwellers
disappeared long ago
Only their broken shadows remain
like memories of ashen snow
They fled in masses,
like a swarm possessed
The unseen horror
forced them west
Over the following eons
Truth eroded away
A rift cracked open
splitting the skies apart
And everything went astray
Trickling code
Misplaced numbers
Matter plagued
with errors and flaws
Beyond the tower
somber and black;
a fragmented void
There's no turning back
An open spheric gateway
instead of an end
A swirling passage
to an unknown beyond
Its maw gapes wide and hungry
beyond a world undone
It beckons
beneath a broken sun
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Spret Stockholm, Sweden
Spret started as a side project during the corona quarantine of 2020 and is a mix between metal and video game inspired chiptunes.
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