Palette of a Nightmare — Dark Cinematic Descent

Palette of a Nightmare is a dark cinematic poem from the universe Phantoms of Infinity —
a descent into the void where fear crystallizes into vision.
Shadows reach, gravity fractures, and the breath between terror and awakening resolves into a fragile, haunting beauty.

This film is based on the original poem by YE•AR (Yekaterina Artyukova)
from the book Phantoms of Infinity: Verses Woven from Celestial Radiance and Abyss.
A cycle exploring the threshold between radiance and void — longing and dread, presence and nothingness.

The song is available on Spotify and all major streaming platforms.

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LYRICS

I will take a palette to paint my nightmare:
I am falling through an abyss—endless and bare.
Grey skies and a black sun are devouring vast space,
I am dressed in a nightgown of thin golden lace.

It’s cold. Primal fear is consuming my heart,
I am falling through darkness, I’m breaking apart.

I cannot escape this exhausting nightmare,
I am falling into the abyss—no air to spare.
I’m falling through nothing—no dawn can redeem,
The abyss is a mirror absorbing my scream.

I cannot escape this exhausting nightmare,
I am falling into the abyss—no air to spare.

Beyond all dimensions, my eyes open wide,
I am falling into darkness where light’s forced to die.
My veins fill with frost, all my muscles ignite,
I am swallowed alive by the jaws of the night.

My senses feel crystalline, each nerve razor-sharp,
Despair and fear are overwhelming my heart.

I am crushed by the darkness that thickens around,
My heartbeat is a drum, a formless dead sound.
My breath turns to poison—it clings to my chest,
I am sinking through night—no refuge, no redress.

I am crushed by the darkness that thickens around,
My heartbeat is a drum, a formless dead sound.

I cannot escape this exhausting nightmare,
I am falling into the abyss—no air to spare.
I’m falling through nothing—no dawn can redeem,
The abyss is a mirror absorbing my scream.

My spirit is breaking, my will can’t resist,
I am lost in the void, falling through choking mist.
My hope is collapsing into fathomless gloom,
I am wrapped in the shroud of this endless tomb.

I am tumbling down like a small stone thrown,
The abandoned black tunnel stretches eerily long.
I cannot wake up, feeling helpless and scared,
I am falling into the abyss—the worst of nightmares!
I am endlessly falling, this nightmare prolonged,
I am heading to a land where I don’t belong.
This place is forsaken, forgotten, and lost,
A cursed, hollow home for spirits and ghosts.

I cannot escape this exhausting nightmare,
I am falling into the abyss—no air to spare.
I’m falling through nothing—no dawn can redeem,
The abyss is a mirror absorbing my scream.

I cannot escape this exhausting nightmare.

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© YE•AR — Original poem, music direction, visual concept.
All rights reserved. Unauthorized use is prohibited.

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