In this closed off space reigning supreme between life and death
In a hollow world deprived from the light, he stares into his hour glass...
Eternity for a God is evanescent
One thousand years pass in a blink of an eye
Insanity procured by restlessly waiting for the hourglass to revolve
Tempus est ad finem mundi (Time for the world to end)
The hands of time slowly fading, abating
For a God cannot cannot reign evermore
Above the skies from the clouds where he sees you
Falling down into eternal sleep
The threads of time stretching thin and deteriorating
What will become of the earth down below?
The walls break down, and gives birth to abnormality
Fantasies are woven once again...
Tempus est ad finem mundi (Time for the world to end)
The hands of time slowly fading, abating
For a God cannot cannot reign evermore
Above the skies from the clouds where he sees you
Falling down into eternal sleep
This is the story where time will try to deceive you
Unaware of the hypocrisy of illusion
The hands of time slowly fading, abating
For a God cannot cannot reign evermore
Above the skies from the clouds where he sees you
He falls down into eternal sleep
DIM returns with the third volume of “Compendium,” a moving collection of electroacoustic music with a darkambient feel. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2020
These background jingles, actually developed for commercial use, treat the soullessness of capitalism with true inventiveness. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 14, 2017