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A song about Lord Marin, long-time friend of Renald van Durce and brilliant scientist of the empire. Considered by many to be more machine than man, Marin's research has become more extreme after Renald's death. Experimenting on living beings, including his friend's daughter Valerie, to unlock the secrets of life and death, he is simultaneously an ally of the van Durce family - and the catalyst of its division. Playlist: • Legacy of van Durce Keep up to date with the progress of Arkain: https://www.hiveworkshop.com/projects... Download the latest version here: https://www.hiveworkshop.com/threads/... Support Arkain on Patreon: / arkainindustries Lyrics: Time bends in silence, frozen, cold, Renald lies beneath the ice, untold. A spark preserved, a life constrained, Every secret, every vein explained. I study angels, trace their form, Each formula precise, each ritual sworn. A path to bring back what death confines, Through careful hands, through measured lines. Demons writhe beneath my gaze, Humans cower, trapped in my maze. Every needle, every subtle cut, Mapped with knowledge, clinical, unshut. Thoughts unending, reason's flame, Cold and burning, none to blame. I tread the edge few dare to see, Between creation and travesty. The angelics whisper, truths concealed, Ancient knowledge, rigor revealed. I push through fear, dissect the night, To find what lies beyond their sight. Experiments trace both flesh and mind, Every secret waits to find. Through mortal form and hidden thought, I claim the truths that can't be bought. Renald sleeps, yet stirs my aim, A frozen spark, a silent flame. Through measured hands and focused art, I seek to piece together heart. Thoughts unending, reason's flame, Cold and burning, none to blame. I tread the edge few dare to see, Between creation and travesty. I am the mind that calculates, observes, Through shadowed halls of knowledge curves. Impersonal, precise, a scholar's art, Balancing science with the shape of heart. Credits: Lyrics: Shar Dundred (with some ChatGPT editing) Music and Vocals: Generated by Suno AI Cover Art: Generated by ChatGPT and edited by Shar Dundred