Panopticon
Album • 2021
Endless days turn into night Film rolls, desperate dreams The confusion of images blurred Assorted dealings, of a clouded mind Empty nostalgia, from a life passed Cold embers, envious of a glow Faded memories, turn to ash And who I am, I no longer know Starlight nightfall, winter’s breath Severed limbs, to shade to reeds Writhing leaves of autumn’s fading Tumbling to the ground First frost, frozen mist Morning dew, clinging to the glade A dawning glimmer through the wood And the longing never fades
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 13, 2026
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Well, the subject of the work is obviously political. It's not party politics, it's the politics of people. Not only their dreams but also the nightmares of people that are caught in the firing line of war or rape or whatever it is that's negative to life. But uhm ... I never did these pieces without some sort of symbol of hope so you have to find it in there, I think. Somewhere. Because I think the resilience of humans is absolutely extraordinary. You know, to come through a lot that I've never experienced and I hope never to experience but I've met people who've been through the horrors of life and have come out on the other side still sane, which is pretty amazing, very inspiring Some sort of symbol of hope - you have to find it in there
Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 13, 2026
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