[Intro-Dueling heavy DSP Guitar solos parallel each other in cavernous echo crescendo buil up]
The Silhouette Pain Storm recedes into an unyielding field of sparkling embers upon the ash. The architecture of Satan's malice has been destroyed.
[Verse 1-Hyper-dense, synth technical syncopated rhythmic assault, cavernous delivery]
Behold the desolation of our solace peak.
The obsidian rafters have ceased their smoldering.
Where marrow rotted, a stark geometry remains.
We devoured epochs of phantom grievances in the sepulcher we built.
But the nadir passed; fire consumed its venom.
We are no longer the architecture—we are the space it occupied.
[Chorus-Sweeping, panoramic symphonic arrangement, soaring layered counter-melodies]
Out of the crucible, shattered fragments coalesce in immaculate light.
We transcend the hurricane, shedding rust of indifference.
The wallpaper peels to luminous, unblemished expanse.
No longer twisting the knife; blade dissolves in morning air.
[Verse 2-Accelerated tempo, blinding blastbeats beneath neoclassical arpeggios, 808s hamemer like rolling thunder]
Exorcised the demon's infernal final vestiges!
Basement blaze spent, quenched by cleansing waters of God.
Gravity reverses its vector.
We emerge from calcified wreckage, stripped of phantom weight.
Absolute evolution of our codified ruins of former primordial sludge purified.
[Chorus-Sweeping, panoramic symphonic arrangement, soaring layered counter-melodies]
Out of the crucible, shattered fragments coalesce in immaculate light.
We transcend the hurricane, shedding rust of indifference.
The wallpaper peels to luminous, unblemished expanse.
Knife blade shatters; blade dissolves in morning air dust hit by the sky horizons bright light.
[Guitar Solo: Adam De Micco-Exquisite, soaring harmonic strikes neoclassical lead solo that shatters Heavens Gates]
[Bridge-Sudden de-crescendo into a solitary synth dueling guitar solo that melts faces, building into a majestic wall of wave crescendo]
Mirrors gone—no fractured illusion to fear.
Kingdom of ashes yields to profound stillness.
We are received by solitude, not the void.
House of ghosts collapsed; immutable foundation endures.
Legion's design restored from annihilation.
Retribution’s architecture yields to unassailable rectitude.
[Outro-Epic Finale-Metal instrumentation ceases; replaced by a luminous ambient swell to ambient timpanny wave crashes]
Open your eyes....
Darkness holds no purchase.
Torment’s skeleton crumbles to fertile dust.
Splintered floorboards washed clean by dawn.
No doors needed—no prison remains.
No windows—light permeates entirely.
Infinite, Solace
We burn and haunt no more.
We rest immaculate in new creation’s quiet grace.
Realignment complete.
This silence: unearned inheritance.
Absolved of decay, woven into perpetual renewal’s tapestry. In holy trinity's eternal stillness.
LegionX
