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Dream Symphony
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A cosmic and philosophical journey through transcendence, dissolution, and rebirth. The song explores humanity’s evolution beyond flesh, time, and memory—drifting through collapsing realities where science fails and identity fractures, only to be reshaped anew. It reflects on the end of mortality, the loss of meaning, and the haunting possibility that everything ultimately returns to a single, silent origin.
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Feb 2026
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ÆTHERION Saga
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Song Lyrics
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(Strophe)
The day will come.
Yeah, I'm certain deep inside.
Not tomorrow, but I know it will arrive.
We'll reach a state that feels divine.
where we resemble gods of ancient times.
What once was lost will rise again.
We'll shed the weight of flesh and skin.
Death will fade - a rumor out of reach.
We'll drift beyond love, greed, and grief.
(Refrain)
We drift through shapes that open, fade.
As memory dies in its own decay.
We fall through rooms that eat their Sound.
Where every word gets lost, unbound.
Again it starts - that shimmer, that pull.
Dragging us deep where there's no rule.
Time twists, breaks - and all we are.
Is torn apart, rebuilt from scars.
(Strophe)
The Earth, our sun, the galaxies' haze.
We float through dream symphonies without a frame.
We reach the zero point - and science decays.
We cross the line, and something new awakes.
What's left to find? How far can we ascend once more?
Do we fade? Does it end like before?
Is this the point, the hidden seal?
That all we are must break and peel?
That everything returns at last.
To one dark, quiet, sorrowful mass?
(Refrain)
We drift through shapes that open, fade.
As memory dies in its own decay.
We fall through rooms that eat their Sound.
Where every word gets lost, unbound.
Again it starts - that shimmer, that pull.
Dragging us deep where there's no rule.
Time twists, breaks - and all we are.
Is torn apart, rebuilt from scars.
The day will come.
Yeah, I'm certain deep inside.
Not tomorrow, but I know it will arrive.
We'll reach a state that feels divine.
where we resemble gods of ancient times.
What once was lost will rise again.
We'll shed the weight of flesh and skin.
Death will fade - a rumor out of reach.
We'll drift beyond love, greed, and grief.
(Refrain)
We drift through shapes that open, fade.
As memory dies in its own decay.
We fall through rooms that eat their Sound.
Where every word gets lost, unbound.
Again it starts - that shimmer, that pull.
Dragging us deep where there's no rule.
Time twists, breaks - and all we are.
Is torn apart, rebuilt from scars.
(Strophe)
The Earth, our sun, the galaxies' haze.
We float through dream symphonies without a frame.
We reach the zero point - and science decays.
We cross the line, and something new awakes.
What's left to find? How far can we ascend once more?
Do we fade? Does it end like before?
Is this the point, the hidden seal?
That all we are must break and peel?
That everything returns at last.
To one dark, quiet, sorrowful mass?
(Refrain)
We drift through shapes that open, fade.
As memory dies in its own decay.
We fall through rooms that eat their Sound.
Where every word gets lost, unbound.
Again it starts - that shimmer, that pull.
Dragging us deep where there's no rule.
Time twists, breaks - and all we are.
Is torn apart, rebuilt from scars.