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{shimmering delay-drenched guitar riff repeating in hypnotic loop,
fog-heavy atmosphere
with snapping branches and distant rhythmic breathing} Approche et observe.
Step into the deep.
Into the timber, where the shadows keep.
Locate the figure, while the window is wide,
Avant que la lumière ne s'éteigne au milieu de la marée.
{follow your eyes} Just follow the gaze,
the phantom in the arc,
Dissolving the logic, into the heart of the dark.
{breathy distant beckoning female vocal,
cavernous reverb} The resonance calls,
a name in the air,
Deep in the thicket,
the signal is there.
I ignite the momentum,
I enter the wood,
I would find the ghost,
if only I could.
Into the trees.
Into the trees. Into the trees.
{layered eerie vocal harmonies,
melodic urgent spiraling delivery} The motion halts.
The realization is cold.
The story is stale,
the fable is old.
The forest is hollow,
the girl is a ghost,
A vacuum I feed,
as the unwilling host.
Running towards nothing. Running towards none.
The cycle is finished.
The cycle’s begun. {abrupt panicked then chillingly calm female vocal,
rhythmic hypnotic chant}
Toujours la même.
Always the same. I’m chasing a shadow,
I’m fueling the flame.
Again.
Encore.
{music pulls back to throbbing synth-pulse and wind,
whisper
very close-mic} 100% Tiguidou.
The hunt is abandoned.
There was never a girl.
Just the trees.
{guitar
loop slows
and distorts into nothingness,
final echoing twig
snap then heavy silence}