Songs of the Hidden World - XII - The Voice Beyond

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“This album was not written - it was remembered. Each song is an echo from a place older than speech, where sound was ritual and silence was sacred. We recorded everything by candlelight, with the microphones open to the wind. The hidden world still sings - and we merely listen..” - Arlen Veyra.

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Arlen Veyra: Lead & 12-string acoustic guitars, mandolin, fretless bass, lap steel, harmonium, Mellotron programming.
Mara Ellwyn: Lead & backing vocals, flutes, bells, Mellotron choir, bowed string drones.
Darian Holt: Percussion, frame drum, bodhrán, toms, chimes, field recordings (wind, waves, footsteps).
Elias Renard: Cello, bowed bass, string arrangements.
Produced & Mixed by: Arlen Veyra & Mara Ellwyn at The Lantern Room Studio, analog tape session recorded on Revox A77.
Mastered by: Kieran Vale at Echo Chapel.
Artwork & Symbol Design: A. Veyra / Hidden Light Atelier.

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12. The Voice Beyond - Silence / The Infinite

The cycle ends where it began - in sound that becomes silence.
Wordless harmonies drift through an endless cathedral reverb. Guitars dissolve into pure harmonics, cello drones ascend into light.
The voices merge until they are indistinguishable, forming one final, infinite tone: the resonance of existence itself.
There is no conclusion - only continuation.
The hidden world remains, waiting to be heard again by those who still listen.

The Voice Beyond

Through the stillness, through the sound,
The endless circle turns around.
No flame remains, no breath to find,
Yet whispers move within the mind.

Ahh - ahh - ahh -
Ohhh - ohhh - ohhh -

The voice beyond the voice we hear,
Speaks not in sound, but in the tear.
It calls through night, through flame, through rain,
And brings us home again.

No name, no form, no fear, no pain,
The echo falls, and all remains.
The sound dissolves, the dream is gone,
The silence sings - and carries on.

Ahh - ohhh - ahh -
Ahh - ohhh - ahh -