From the darkness of Blackgaze, echoes of prayer arise, carried by waves of distorted sound and trembling silence. Lotus emerges as a heavy yet meditative composition, where intensity gives way to reflection and shadowed beauty.
Beneath roaring tremolo guitars flows a mystical melody rooted in Japan’s traditional Miyako scale, infusing the sound with an unmistakable Eastern sense of mystery. This ancient tonal language drifts through the music like a distant memory, softening the weight without diminishing its force.
As the melody unfolds, it intersects with the cold, inorganic urbanity of a cyber world — rigid, mechanical, and impersonal. From this collision, a soundscape takes shape: both heavy and melodic, suspended between warmth and desolation, like a formless illusion slowly drifting through the void.
