Mnemosynean

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Fading Silence is my first official album, released under the name Paulo Oliveira with the independent label PO&ElectronicBox.





It is an intimate work, where every track reflects deep emotions and moments from my life.

This album is especially dedicated to my late wife, Ana Cristina, my greatest inspiration and life companion. Every sound carries her memory, my love, and the silence that remains.

With influences from Progressive Metal, Atmospheric Rock, and experimental music, Fading Silence takes you on a journey through melody, heaviness, and atmosphere.

Thank you for listening 🙏
For now, available only here on SoundCloud.

LYRIC


[Verse 1]
Far beyond, beneath the broken crown
I feel the silence where the world burns down
Gasps of hope drowned by the march of fear
Shadows whisper truths we refuse to hear
Eyes blinded by gold, wings wilted and torn
Yet from ash, a new dawn seeks to be born

[Chorus]
Veiled in shadows, I reach for the light
Beyond the hunger, beyond the endless night
The chains may bind us, the sirens deceive
But from the darkness, we still believe

[Verse 2]
Silent streets echo with the footsteps of pain
Promises bleed like rain on shattered plains
Cities crumble, carried on winds of despair
Yet hearts rise quietly, seeking air
Through veils of smoke, a solitary plea
Freedom awakens where we dare to be

[Chorus]
Veiled in shadows, I reach for the light
Beyond the hunger, beyond the endless night
The chains may bind us, the sirens deceive
But from the darkness, we still believe

[Bridge]
Oh, mother night, unfold your gentle wings
Let truth whisper softly of better things
Hold us steady through the whispering storm
Guide our hope until the new day is born

[Chorus]
Veiled in shadows, I reach for the light
Beyond the hunger, beyond the endless night
The chains may bind us, the sirens deceive
But through the darkness, together we'll leave

Veiled of Shadows

Streetlights hum, my jaw set tight;
I name the cracks out there and feel that line in me.
No halo, no excuse,
salt in the mouth of every word.
If I’m tied to what went wrong,
I’m tied to what must move.

We say we’re better than our worst—are we?
We talk like we’re the cure—are we?
If I can’t face the quiet truth in me,
what truth could I be to you?

Pull me from grey into color.
Say it back: into color.
When fear says stay, I answer: move.
Let small good tilt the room.
I won’t die in grey, I’m dying into color.

Old fear behind the eyes, steady as a wire.
We named it truth, still it hid the blade.
We named it love, tallied every debt.
Heat in the chest that will not loosen,
because our losses never got their names.
Give them names, set them down.

We call our noise a calling— is it?
We call control a rescue— is it?
If I can’t be plain with me,
how plain could I be with you?

Pull me from grey into color.
Say it back: into color.
When the room turns cold, I light what I can give.
When the road thins out, my feet still make a path.
I won’t die in grey, I’m dying into color.

I step outside, the air cuts clean.
I think of you; something opens,
almost breaks, then holds.
I want the good, the good that stays,
not buried under noise.
Leaves don’t vanish; they change,
dying into color all around.
If there’s a rule that keeps us whole,
let it lean a little toward mercy.

I watched good doors pass, eyes open, hands anchored.
Fear kept the shoulders nailed to the chair.
Not now.
I stand. I move.
I choose the door I have—this one,
then the next, and the next.
Love, keep me aimed.

Pull us from grey into color.
Say it back: into color.
When the world feels narrow, widen with a gift.
We are part of something larger; still time to turn.
Falling out of grey, dying into color…
we come back alive.
Not bigger, just truer. Into color.

https://marol.bandcamp.com/track/dying-into-color

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