Nostalgic Déjà Vu

by Wilder Falotico

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about

This album is a remix/remaster compilation of every single song composed in the WilderFaloticoMusic "ONE-EP-A-MONTH-FOR-A-YEAR" project that started at the end of 2013.

This album was created to be paired with the release of WilderFaloticoMusic's Official Website (www.wilderfaloticomusic.com)

Arrangements are kept the same as the first and original releases, but the soundscape is re-engineered to give a new experience to any WFM followers/supporters. Not to mention a better production for potential new fans!

2 1/2 hours of dynamic, progressive, heavy, both evil and uplifting, immersive metal that spans several sub-genres.

The 12 mini-album/EPs included in this compilation are listed below.
(Tracks) - (Release date) - (Album title) - (Genre)

(#1-2): Nov. 2013 - "Pagan Influences & Symphonic Atmosphere" - (Symphonic/Power/Folk metal)

(#3-5): Dec. 2013 - "I Am The Crack That Splits Reality" - (Avantgarde/Black metal)

(#6-8): Jan. 2014 - "Nightmare Created Monolith" - (New-school/Old-school Death metal)

(#9-12): Feb. 2014 - "My Potential Still Remains Unhindered" - (Progressive Death metal)

(#13-14): Mar. 2014 - "The Demons I Sought" - (Atmospheric/Symphonic/Death/Black metal)

(#15-17): April 2014 - "Skin Is Strong But Only So Thick" - (Old-School/New-School Death metal)

(#18-29): May 2014 - "Church of Cold" - (Symphonic/Atmospheric Black metal)

(#20-22): June 2014 - "Misophonia" - (Electronic/Industrial metal)

(#23-24): July 2014 - "Sorrow Lure" - (Folk Metal)

(#25): Aug. 2014 - "A Different August" - (Progressive metal)

(#26-27): Oct. 2014 - "Nytesyth No. 1" - (Progressive/Blackened Death metal)

(#28-29): Sept. 2014 - "Nytesyth No. 2" - (Progressive/Blackened Death metal)

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released July 2, 2016

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OFFICIAL WEBSITE: wilderfaloticomusic.com
EMAIL: wilderfaloticomusic@gmail.com
FACEBOOK: facebook.com/wilderfaloticomusic
TWITTER: twitter.com/WilderFalotico

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Wilder Falotico Music Chicago, Illinois

Wilder Falotico Music began in October of 2013 with an opening experiment to make 12 EPs in a year, one a month. It was a successful experiement. Now WFM explores other endeavors of music, straying between genres at will in a long, heavy, metal journey. ... more

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Track Name: A Tale of Ethereal Voices
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Track Name: Corridor of Imagination & Nightmare
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Track Name: Insanity is Within Grasp
Dark!

The reflection of my voice, echoes down the hall.
It carries my name.
Voices tell me, that I am the one.

DEMON!

I am insane! I am insane!
Your voice gives off chills. My attempts to avoid you are vain.

I am in sadness, horrors aren't brief.
You torment me and wallow in grief.

NO! You are not, real!

You tell depressing and horrible things!
But the result is dozens of screams!

I cannot stop you, no power in my grasp!
I am in sickness and when I die, you will give a vile and disgusting-

LAUGH!

I take my life!
To end your reign!
I am here!
I am dead!

I am insane! I am insane!
Your voice gives off chills. My attempts to avoid you are vain.

Crimson rain!

My blood runs cold!
From flesh to floor!
Die!
Track Name: Lead by Voices to a Mindless Grave
Look towards the light and I will tear your mind from its skull.

The agony from voices. They burrow deep inside your mind.
All is lost and you are corrupted, soon great terror you will find.

Through insanity you are a prisoner to yourself.

Locked inside of yourself. Concealed in this hell.
Your mind will never allow you to see the light of day.

*(Guest vocalist Logan Nagel)
At last we will take the spike and drive it into your face.
It stabs too close to see and with it a most pugnacious grace.

And oblivion shall come, with this spike and your pain.
It slips beneath your vision. Your previous life is now, slain!

Unecessary cerebral engravement.

We do not torment you. You torment yourself.
And we.. We are here to prevent it.
We are here for your benefit..

NO! You have destroyed what I am! (What I am!)
What I was! (What I was!)
What I would have been!

Dead is what I am! (Dead!)
Dead is what I will be! (Dead!)
Dead for an eternity!
In endless slumber.

Reality is what is made for my eyes, fashioned by another.
Consciousness now suppressed.
Killed.
I am forever, a void.

My bed is now a casket. An unorthodox open casket.
Doomed to be a safe, but mindless corpse.
Embalmed in silence.

Locked inside of yourself. Concealed in this hell.
You are never to see the light of day.
Track Name: A Malevolent Conscience
Lurking in your screams.
Made in contempt, blood and failed dreams.

I crawl upon the pillars.
I am what shadows fear.
I have not seen the light.
In several thousand years!

I am the greatest parasite.
I am within your tears.
I feed all men despair.
I am, the one true fear!

Hide in the corner, you have 'til dusk…

Cry! Die!

The shivering, anxiety infested husk.
Dead and echoing carcass. Ash into ash and dust to dust.

Hide in the corner, you have 'til dusk…

Although you are of flesh and I of dark!
Upon your soul is where I've placed my mark!
Aaauuughh!
I'm swimming in your shadow like a shark.

You cannot tell!
I slither behind you!
Destined to harm you!
I am your fate!

Rrraaaagghh!
No strangulation!
No vile mutilation!
I destroy your mind.

You are a lifeless pillar.
I crawl about the base.
Your pedestal a grave.
Sleep now as I trample-

Your dreams!
Track Name: Savior's Bloodstained Thorncrown (Christ went to Hell)
Madness. Invoke my urge to kill you.
I see unconsciousness. A nihilist I am.
You and your god make me sick.

You're faithful and you're blind.
Mankind has been plagued by you.
Disease in all your words.

Symbol of Christ, the crucifix.
Not a symbol of light as I beat you with it.
You look up. Pray to your deity.

Savior's bloodstained thorn crown. Christ, went to Hell!

Your puny God is now putrid and hollow.
Your fellow sheep do not know what they follow.
Your Pope a tyrant and his peers derranged.
Preaching to the weak and driving me insane.

The church is full of shit and those remaining in it flood the pews with nonsense vomit and the world permits it.
Confess to Jesus or in Hell is where you'll stay.
Cathedrals be bathed in blood, should I have my way.

Symbol of Christ, the crucifix.
Not a symbol of light as I beat you with it.
You look up. Pray to your deity.

Savior's blood-stained thorn crown. Christ, went to Hell!

You're faithful and you're blind.
Mankind has been plagued by you.
Disease in all your words.

Savior's blood-stained thorn crown. Christ, went to Hell!
Track Name: Black Wastelands & Crimson Skies
A place of ecstasy abstract.
A place of torment made from the unknown.

Psychological escape.
Pleasure and delusion go hand in hand.
Unlimited fantasy.
Terror and confusion will drive you mad.

In black wastelands with a crimson sky.
This not heaven nor purgatory.
Hell is for Christians that I despise.
Here there is no sun, but instead a darkened moonrise.

Water does not exist. There is only blood.
The air you breathe is killing you.
Reality doesn't exist in this horror realm.
Nothing but you. Lost and all alone.

A place of ecstasy abstract.
A place of torment made from the unknown.

Psychological escape.
Pleasure and delusion go hand in hand.
Unlimited fantasy.
Terror and confusion will drive you mad.

Die!
Track Name: Nightmare Created Monolith
Left in a still dying and undead world.
To be forgotten.
Here to suffer and burn.
To be forgotten.

To die.

A wind as abrasive as my screams, torture my ears and filet my skin.
Wandering spectres in a cloud of long lost souls.
Stalking just above me as I venture this...

Grave!

I see a shape taunting me in cryptic gestures.
It beckons me.
It's luring me closer... closer... closer until I see!

Nightmare! Created! Monolith of my dreams!

Unholy wickedness is what the thing projects.
I am suddenly cold. My sanity I protect.

Dark stone of cruelty.
It's death grip on me is strong.

This wall of terror.
A citadel of evil.
Black slab ice.
Mountain of despair.

Arise!

Left in a still dying and undead world.
Here to suffer and burn.
To be forgotten!

A wind as abrasive as my screams, torture my ears and filet my skin.
Wandering spectres in a cloud of long lost souls.
Stalking just above me as I venture this...

Grave!
Track Name: My Potential Still Remains Unhindered
In time I create cacophony.
Aural distortion, my mindset in this key.

Inside, I'm the master.
Still, my potential unhindered to me.

Unchained and unbound.
Discover unknown.
Deny the expectant.
Destroy what prevents me.

Inside, I am safe.
I find the nature bestowed unto me.

To be one with this tool I possess.
Be gifted beyond one's request.
My mind a chisel and this air is the stone.
Upon this easel audio paint be thrown.

To be suspended in audible drift.
This is emotion, expressions like this.
A path unseen but one I adore.
Through this emotion I open the door.

But this one moment, a moment of reflection.
Unpredictable directions to be.
I am not lost.
I am not... LOST.

I will defy the predictable.
The practice of frequent change.
My potential still remains the same... Unhindered.

Inside, I'm the master.
Still, my potential unhindered to me.
Track Name: Oppressive Configuration
Cling to the noise that I create.
Sing to the notes I demonstrate.
Cling to the sound of what this is.
Sing with the breaths that you expell.
Track Name: I Control, I Possess You
Conceive me. Use yourself, complete me.

Lead my way, you apparition. Imagination.
Alluring material. You're the source of bliss.

I control. I possess you.

Sounds of emotion in bleak display.
Contractions, bled through your voice.
Do not feel dismay.

Conceive me. Use yourself, complete me.
Track Name: The Passing (Outro)
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Track Name: Entinced Towards Corruption
A damsel has mesmerized my mind.
A body I want before my eyes.
Soft and affectionate, majestic voice behind her lips.

In the corner of desire.
I wish for passage into her shrine.
The touch of skin is smooth as water.
Beauty not of my world.
The touch of skin still smooth as water.
I will have passage into her shrine.

The scent of corruption hits me like the tide upon sand.
In not to much time, my attachment to her starts to grow.

Succubus!
Drag me to the bottom of the pit.

At the bottom, of the chasm of lust.
The beauty is of this damned world.
The touch of skin is searing with a fire.
I have passage into her shrine.

Succubus!
Transform me to that I hunger to be.

The demoness has converted me.
I am for her as she is for me.
Track Name: Joined With The Demons I Sought
Enter her comforting shrine.
We rule together.
I'm at her side. A queen before my eyes.
Our bond is thickening.

I let you in and lure you further.
I take your hand and here you stay.

Enter, carnal blasphemy.
To be one with my queen.

My wings flourish around me.
I take my first flight, ascend this abyss.

I conquer my world. Desecrate those that are pure.
It is what pleasures my consort.

At night we revel in each other's tainted presence.
Bask in one another's nefarious anatomy in demonic attraction.

Succubus.

I let you in and lure you further.
I take your hand and here you stay.

Joined with the demon I sought!
Track Name: No Words of Ignorance
Nothing but screaming.
Track Name: Scourge of Slugs (Bells of Diseased Funerals)
Moth-eaten eyes observe a world of trivial meaning.
They watch without a word.

Tidal of death, anguish, and sedition.
All of this without disease.

Decay of wellness and all that's pure.

Release the slugs of hate.
And too no end.

What is this lack of blight?
Why are they still alive?

Release the scourge.

Take a lack off faith.
Forsake one who forsakes.

Release the smoke.

Decay of kindness and they whom are good.

Witness the broods of hate.
And still no end.

This is the doom.
This is the doom...
Track Name: Church of Cold, God of Ice
Cold!

The arms that comfort me are not warm.

I feel the fingers.
Like frosty icicles.

Fingers that grasp my throat, heart, and soul.
My very being.

Blue devil, unlike the one in pages. Source of a personal winter.

Church… of cold!

Organs of freezing doom resound in my head.
Inside god's chilling tomb with temperatures below… Zero!

Fingers that grasp my throat, heart, and soul.
My very being.

The words of your angels are trapped…
By the blue devil, unlike the one in pages.
The source of a personal winter.

*2nd Movement:( "God of Ice" ) at 4:05

The ice is thick.
It is the barrier to the warmth.
Azure light that converts these children.
It is what robs them of their true path, before it is seen.

The ice is not there.
It is the idea that is the prison.

Inside is safe. Outside is cold.
When it's your ice that holds them back.
They are dead and I mourn them all.
All of the ones who run towards his grasp.

Grim!
*Krystofer Grim Solo*

Church of cold...
God of ice...

God of ice!
Track Name: When You See Me Again, It Won't Be Me
Step Forth and Enter
Into the place Unknown

A Room Without Walls
Piercing Gut-Wrenching Cold

Past the point of turning back

Best get used to walking the path

Don’t try to fight
Accept the night

Every direction you turn
Leads you right back to before

See yourself in front of yourself
But yourself is yourself no more

Don’t bother trying
to figure out what it all means

Just be assured
The owls are not what they seem

The Time has come…
The only thing worse than death is not to die
The Time has come…
Don’t look to… the sky

The Time has come…
Relinquish all control
The Time has come…
The spirit of him becomes your soul

Go Forth and Exit
Into Reality

No Room, No Walls, No Nothing
To guide you on this Journey

The Door to Yourself.

He Now Holds the key.

The owls will come home to roost.

Just you wait and see.
Track Name: Stay Out of Their Reach
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Track Name: Misophonia
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Track Name: Here To Slow Me Down
The weakest links of this, this brittle chain.
Their way in life to hold others back.

They are here to slow me.
They are here to slow me down.
Slow me down.

Slow us down.
Track Name: The Sorrow Lure
Sorg Lokke

The sorrow lure.
The sorrow lure.

One way to enter the shadows.
(Fall through the mist and follow the trees.)

Find the way to waters so shallow.
(Set your stride and come to me!)

The, sorrow, lure.
The, sorrow, lure.

I am the sorrow lure! Master of a sad, sad death disease.
Fog of the sad shall call the weak.

I am the sorrow lure! Master of a sad, sad death disease!
Fog of the weak shall shall drive them mad.

The sorrow lure!

Day of the grief.

The sorrow lure.
Track Name: Moontides
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Track Name: A Different August
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Track Name: Desiring Sadness
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Track Name: Perception and Empathy
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Track Name: The Struggle To Stay Afloat
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Track Name: The Silence That Follows A Question
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