Sleepwalking

Quantity Is Their Quality

Zombie EP

Outnumbered

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“In the gleam of shattered glass, the heavens wept — and from their tears, the first lament took shape.” — The Book of Opaline Light, Verse XIII
Opaline Dirge is the hymn of the fallen dawn — an elegy sung through refracted light and mourning rain. It is said that this album was not composed, but revealed — unearthed from beneath the ruins of forgotten cathedrals where sound had turned to stone.
The “opaline” is not gemstone, but the light of dying angels, crystallized at the end of their descent. The dirge itself is their requiem — a song carried through eternity by those who remember loss as a form of worship.
Each track within this record is a chamber of reflection, a cathedral of tears: Bryce’s chords shimmer like the last glint of a dying sun; Selestia’s bass hums with subterranean grief; Michael’s drums toll like heartbeats beneath marble tombs; and [Singer] voice — ethereal, spectral — becomes the spirit that guides listeners through the corridors of remembrance.
It is said that listening to Opaline Dirge under moonlight can awaken visions of one’s past lives — fragments of beauty and ruin entwined. The final track, “The Choir Beneath the Glass,” is rumored to contain a frequency that mirrors the resonance of human sorrow itself — a tone lost to language, felt only in the marrow.
“When their song fades, the silence that follows is not absence — it is the sound of creation holding its breath.” — Inscription found beneath the Alabaster Shrine

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