Enter the Abyssal Chamber

The melody played in reverse unveils the twisted odyssey.

The lanterns flicker in mourning; silhouettes dance on thin lines.

Haunting echoes cross through forgotten halls.

Corners gather whispers, all nodes sing in resonance unknown.

A requiem for the unsung; the harp plucked by shadows' touch.

The exhaled symphony cradles the forgotten Voids.

Beneath the symphony lies a conductor shrouded in night. Who pulls the strings?

The night harbors melodies, entangled by fading light.

Inverse Reverberations

Join us where notes cascade downward into oblivion.