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From the SYMPHONY X album, Iconoclast (2011)

The End of Innocence

SYMPHONY X - The End of Innocence

'The End of Innocence' from Symphony X's 8th studio cd, 'Iconoclast'.

Symphony X - The End of Innocence

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Doom:vs Aeternus

Don't Hold On To Me

Black Winds

Electric Messiah

SYMPHONY X - Electric Messiah

Aurum is a deeply atmospheric and emotional album, inspired by the ethereal and introspective aesthetic of bands such as The Gathering, Anathema, Lacuna Coil (atmospheric phase), Cocteau Twins, The Cure (melancholic phase), Within Temptation (dark ambient era), and Antimatter — creating a rich, dense, and luminous emotional mosaic. Each track unfolds like a sensory ritual, where soft vocals, velvety guitars, and ambient textures form an intimate and immersive universe.

The songs explore themes of transition, inner healing, golden memories, and the search for meaning in the quiet spaces between thoughts. The sound drifts through dream rock, trip rock, soft darkwave, and ambient shoegaze, weaving influences that echo the emotional depth and atmospheric tension of those iconic bands.

In Aurum, the golden element symbolizes more than brightness: it represents rebirth, hope, and the inner light that endures even when everything seems to fall apart. Each track carries a blend of fragility and intensity, bringing that hypnotic atmosphere that lingers long after the final note.

If you seek music to feel, reflect, and breathe in — Aurum offers a profound journey through ethereal landscapes, vulnerable melodies, and emotions that continue resonating long after the album ends.

Happiness

Opened my veins yesterday and poured in the twilight
with its dead promises. Nothing makes sense in an imaginary
world that no one can touch. In the strange hours I dream of evenings 
under moonrise and of fashioned ideals before they could turn
and go, had seeped their treachery into my widowed summers. Is this my lover, this face of death? I recoil to the unmoving view.

The soft, voiceless emotions escape the exhausted frame to assail
tomorrows empty heaven. The dawn, with its dull smell, fills my nostrils
and the stench of a burning sun separates the hope from silent lips.

There is something painful in the first spring bud of life, it tears at the insides and claws at the doors of tenderness 
that riseth in black forms from an obsolete graveyard.

To cast my eyes on the horrors you have created or to turn and gaze
at the clouds? It remains cold and dark and the painless times revel in
a distant memory that only seem to trespass when the night is clear.

The bitterness tastes sweet and it conjures up images
of a narcissistic funeral 
that injure my dreams
narcissistic dreams

The wordless world bleeds to the point of despair and the failed attempts to move end in quiet massacres. The lurid calm is a stalking mountain that eludes the perceptive eye but eventually overwhelms to send us cowering.

Narcissistic Funeral

Christ goodbye - Saturnus

Wine From Tears-Let me in

In Memoriam

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