HARTLIGHT - Mind's Arboretum [OFFICIAL LYRIC VIDEO]

Hail fellow Hartlight Alchemists !

Here is our new lyric video for the song "Mind's Arboretum" to celebrate the release of our second full length album "The Triumph of Metal " !

"Mind's Arboretum" is a terrestrial and cosmic voyage, a musical and harmonic link between the matter and the volatile, exploring the waves that pass through us and the power of cerebral connections that can be renewed and reinvented, a sign that there is no fatality to be envisaged and that music is a motor for physical and profound change.

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Credits :
Singing, Lyrics : Noémie Marie
Singing, Music, Guitar, Bass, Programming, Musical Production : Adrien Djouadou
Guitar : Adrien Guingal
Drums : Guillaume Remih
Video Edit : Noémie Marie

Lyrics :

Mind’s Arboretum

Black pigments of the pen
Write on the old parchment
Vibrant dots on the stave,
From the spheres they descend

Belligerent mayhem
Clashes and aligns,
High vibrations blend,
Tremendous power climbs

With all wonders combined

Beneath the skeletal lid
The daring sapling branches
They connect and interlace
To new golden buds to raise

The cerebral spider's web
Weaves a constellation bright,
In a dusty cellar's ebb,
It purifies the stifling night

Breathe, think, exhale, rethink, drop

My perishable form,
Empty and so fleeting,
Is nourished by the warm
Light that keeps it beating

The harmony of the spheres
Bows down and conquers too
My blood is pulsing and I breath
In shades of crimson hue

Drifting above the moon

The great reality stream
Lacks its true foundation
And always strikes a deal
With the imagination

The white swan glides and sways
On the belly of the pond
The willow stretches its hair
In the rippling reflection

The note spreads out afar
And before it’s last sequence
It drowns within the blue space
In the sheer sound of silence

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