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Greetings, friends;
We are SO excited to bring you this lyric video of the first single from our forthcoming, self-titled album ELLIMIST:
'Loosely based around the tale of the Ellimist, this album births a sonic universe detailing Toomin's journey as he transcends his corporeal form to become an omnipotent being beyond the reaches of the very fabric of reality. A unique blend of modern progressive metal which incorporates crushing guitarwork, dynamic vocals that flow from brutal to ethereal seamlessly; voiceover passages and sound effects which hone and craft the storyline while simultaneously capturing the listener's attention to transport them to another world; this album dives deep into themes of great and devastating loss, re-discovery, exploration, eternity, and nothingness, all while telling a familiar story in a completely novel way. This first offering from Ellimist is surely not one to miss!'
IN THIS, the 10th track on the album; we describe the internal conflict between Toomin and the hive-mind creature 'Father'; the sponge-like, moon-sized behemoth living deep within the oceans of the blue moon. Capturing any wandering ships which stray too close to the waters, Father ensnares the bodies (and minds) of those unlucky enough to fall into his web. In this song, Toomin contemplates his constant losses in Father's games, which take place in mental simulations of various scenarios derived from the memories of the captured. He experiences the abject horror of being left to drift in an ocean of corpses, surrounded by the bodies of the last Ketrans, slowly giving way to an ever present existential dread; until, that is, by chance, he glimpses the path to victory with his discovery of music. Music changes Toomin profoundly, and with his mastery of the game of music, he is finally able to turn the tables on Father, absorbing the captive minds in Father's possession in the process, thwarting Father, escaping his tethers, and destroying the blue moon. With this, Toomin begin his transcendence into the Ellimist, a biomechanical, intergalactic being of immense strength, and embarks on his journey to find his place in the universe as the cosmic do-gooder...
Lyrics:
Father is all!
Forced to fight, eternally ‘gainst a Menno from my memories
A living corpse, never decaying
The endless maw
Forever tethered to the tendrils of the memory
Father is all
(Spoken)
It’s been lonely, with only the dead to keep me company
What is it that you want?
You’re a gamer, are you not?
Well, I simply wish to play a game...Shall we immerse?
On the other side
Clinging to a miscue
Only from me can demise come slowly into view
I must set them free!
The Unemites are the key
And the end to this eternal misery
I MUST END IT
Step into my lair, said the Dreth to the Chorkant
You’ve given me the tools I need to lead you to oblivion
Step into my lair said the Dreth to the Chorkant
You’ve given me the tools I need to lead you to the end
Over and over I best you, and
Over and Over, I’m left to rot
Over and Over, I’m left in a field of death I cannot escape from
Ov-er and ov-er and ov-er, and ov-er and ov-er and ov-er and
The game is all
forced to fight, eternally ‘gainst a Menno from my memories
A living corpse never decaying
The endless maw
Forever tethered to the tendrils of the memories
Father is all
How long until you realize?
How long until you see that I’ve won...shall we immerse?
ON THE OTHER SIDE
In the end, you are nothing
A parasitic hive-mind
Of planetary scale
A being without meaning
And in the end I am becoming
All that you once were and more
A billion minds in one;
I have become the multitude!
(Spoken) The tendrils had penetrated deep, and when I finally freed myself, it nearly killed me
As I surfaced, every mind that I had acquired from father cried out in a thousand languages at once
I was overwhelmed, and in the end, Menno was right after all
I had to adapt, or die...
Ov-er and ov-er and ov-er, and ov-er and ov-er and ov-er, EYUH!