At the heart of the universe is a place where time dissolves and matter forgets itself: the Void. But even the void has memory. Lament of the Void is the silent cry of that starless space. An immense, formless sadness, as if nothingness had once loved something… and had lost it forever. This theme is not violent, but painfully serene, like a prayer in a place where there are no gods. youtu.be/xUM9vNwN9bM?si=AG0CNN5DrZw9LKGM
