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A ringing sadness, like old crystal cracked by time. Loneliness gnaws away at you from within, turning a person into a shadow of their former self, and love sounds like a final ball - beautiful and doomed at the same time.

Every image here crumbles into fragments: the ringing of a bell, melting ice, the words “goodbye” repeated so often that they become almost a prayer. The music takes you to a state where everything is already predetermined, but you still want to linger for a moment to hear how pain turns into song.