The Summoning

Take Me Back To Eden

Impose

A heavy doomy low tuned guitar instrumental with tight rhythms and intricate melodic leads

Out of Time

a journey of tension and release, intimacy and power, silence and explosion

Fade Into Me

Voices in the Static

Broken streets, neon fades,
Truth gets twisted, justice decays.
Screens ignite, they sell the lies,
We trade our souls for alibis.

Every breath feels counterfeit,
Every word’s a hypocrite.
We’re choking on the noise they make,
But silence is the choice we break.

And in the static I hear a call,
A fragile voice beneath it all.

We’re drowning in a world insane,
Carved in chaos, built on pain.
But still we rise, against the tide,
The truth survives when hope’s alive.

Iron fists in velvet hands,
Programmed minds obey commands.
Fear’s the currency they trade,
Another war, another grave.

We break the chains they fabricate,
We elevate, we detonate.
The system burns, but we remain,
Unbroken voices in the rain.

And in the static I hear a call,
A fragile voice beneath it all.

We’re drowning in a world insane,
Carved in chaos, built on pain.
But still we rise, against the tide,
The truth survives when hope’s alive.

Echoes collide,
Darkness divides.
Still I remain,
Still I arise.

We’re drowning in a world insane,
Carved in chaos, built on pain.
But still we rise, against the tide,
The truth survives when hope’s alive.

Voices in the Static

Running From the Fire

Light at the End

Embrace

The city sleeps in quiet air,
I breathe alone, but you’re not there.
Shadows move where voices fade,
And I remember every name.

I lost the faces that made me be,
Saw leaving those who could truly see.
Now I stand between walls that never hear,
And the world keeps turning, but not near.

I gave so much, forgot how to receive,
Grew colder, too tired to believe.
All that once was light turned into distance,
And my soul lost its childlike existence.

Maybe love was never gone,
Just waiting in the quiet dawn.
Maybe I forgot the sound
Of someone staying around.

I just wanted a hug
To remind me I’m alive.
I just wanted an eye
To see me, with no reason why.

I spoke to walls and empty sheets,
Screamed out truths no one would read.
And time kept stealing all I knew,
Even the little that was true.

I just wanted a hug
To remind me I’m alive.
I just wanted an eye
To see me, with no reason why.

And time keeps turning slow,
But I still feel the glow.
In silence, I remain 
Embrace my name.

Embrace

APPALACHIAN ECHOES: Folklore Meets Fallout. Brace yourself for a brutal sonic tour through the irradiated backwoods of America’s most storied mountain range. This isn't your grandma's ghost story it's Apocalyptic Appalachia where the Cryptids are real and the radiation has turned legends into living nightmares. We've captured the fear of facing down the towering, winged terror of Mothman, the predatory starvation of the Wendigo, the grotesque march of the Super Mutants and Ghouls, and the alien dread of the Creature of the Flatwoods. Every track is a grim testament to survival in a land of nuclear-haunted folklore. Press play and step into the Echoes.

Wasteland Whispers

Lyrics

I heard the quiet inside my chest,
a small light breathing in the dark,
waiting.

And when I opened my hands,
the sky did not appear above me,
but within me.

Something rose,
soft, slow, unbroken,
like dawn with no horizon.

There was a step without movement,
a turning without distance,
a knowing without thought.
My body stayed where it was,
but something in me
walked forward.

I was not going up.
I was being met.

Samuel, you were there,
not beyond,
but here.

The light was not a place.
It was a return.

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[ About this track ]
“Being Met” is a spiritual journey about reunion and transformation  
the bridge between loss and redemption, where pain becomes light.  
Cinematic sound, atmospheric guitars, and raw emotion.  

Produced, mixed, and written by **Paulo Oliveira (Echoes of Light)**.  


🎧 **Listen more:**  
Spotify → https://open.spotify.com/intl-pt/album/2Bpxg4L2UxOTiWx0llNbCy  
Apple Music → https://music.apple.com/us/album/fading-silence-ep/1844303191  
YouTube → https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvLYv7qdsFQbPn8fcH8yvbA  

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[ Authorship Note ]
This work was created and produced by **Paulo Oliveira (Echoes of Light)**.  


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Being Met

Echoes of Light is an independent music producer who transforms emotion, memory, and real human experience into atmospheric, progressive and cinematic sound. The project was born during a period of deep personal loss, where music became a way to survive, to heal, and to give meaning to moments that words could no longer carry.

With roots in the classic hi-fi world of the 80s and 90s, and supported by formal training in sound engineering, Echoes of Light combines technical precision with emotional depth. Years of work in mixing through the Cambridge Music Technology program helped refine a unique approach to sound design — from controlling bleed in drum recordings to shaping immersive textures and expressive dynamics.

On the technical side, the project has been strongly informed by educators and engineers such as Dan Worrall and Mark Daniel Nelson, whose in-depth explanations of plugins, dynamics and mixing workflows helped shape a deeper understanding of modern audio. The creative inspiration itself, however, comes from within: from lived experience, personal dedication and a constant search for honest expression.

Musically, Echoes of Light blends progressive metal, atmospheric rock, and cinematic soundscapes, creating tracks that feel intimate, emotional, and expansive. Every composition carries a fragment of a story — a moment of truth captured in sound.

Echoes of Light exists where emotion, technique, and storytelling meet.
Here, every track means something.
Here, every sound has a past.
And every listen is a connection.

Voices in the Static

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