In January 2007 Oliver Palotai, Daniel Schild and Luca Princiotta were still members of Blaze, the band of Iron Maiden’s former singer Blaze Bayley. Disagreeing with the methods of Blaze’s new management the whole line- up decided to quit (and soon Blaze himself parted with his management).
It was the perfect point of time for Oliver not to search for another existing project to participate but to start his own thing, a musical playground without limitations. Based on not always positive experiences of the past Oliver knew that the perfect line- up had to consist out of great musicians, without doubt, but also out of persons being able to work as a team for many upcoming years without tripping over oversized egos. So, the first two members besides Oliver were Luca and Daniel, joining in Spring 2007, and Jurgen Steinmetz on bass, in the following summer.
The biggest challenge for Oliver during the initial songwriting process was to bring all his passion for Metal, Jazz and Classical Music together. Surprisingly, once started, it was easier than he thought it would be. At a quite early point you could already hear & feel how Sons Of Seasons would sound like.
Also around summer 2007, the first singer, Tijs Vanneste, was found. Although Tijs proved to be a great musician the bands’ future touring plans didn’t fit the tight working schedule at his job. Still, in some of the songs of the debut album, you will find a couple of songs with parts inspired by his ideas.
Oliver met Henning Basse, the new and final vocalist, during a tour in Japan. Amazed by the singers’ outstanding live performance Oliver got in contact with Henning end of 2007 and introduced the song material. Henning immediately saw common musical ground and started adding his ideas to the material.
Into The Void
Sons Of Seasons Lyrics
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Withered days, grey and cold
In my confinement I seek the stars
Princes of space, candles of God
I sing my song, my rhapsody
But in the end the words just slip away
While the plague erased what I have once been
CHORUS:
This is the first step to extinction
Into the void
Life's last monstrosity
Life's last monstrosity
Mental foundations just disappear
Elusive descent into the void
My destination is oblivion
Blindfolded angels harvesting my brittle soil
I sing my song, my rhapsody
But in the end the words just slip away
White noise is filling up my brain
My last illusions, they lose their shape
CHORUS:
This is the first step to extinction
Into the void
Life's last monstrosity
What I have found
What I have lost
In Purgatorio
Life's play dark scenery
The actors veiled in grey
Cruel lies, brave honesty
Just drift away
solo.
CHORUS:
This is the first step to extinction
Into the void
Life's last monstrosity
What I have found
What I have lost
In Purgatorio
The lyrics of Sons of Seasons' song "Into the Void" depict a person's descent into hopelessness and despair. The opening lines "All these hours feel like wintertime/Withered days, grey and cold" paint a picture of a person stuck in a state of melancholy, where every moment feels like a never-ending winter. In this state of confinement, the person seeks solace in the stars, which represent hope, beauty, and transcendence. However, even as they sing their song of hope and beauty, the words slip away, indicating the futility and hopelessness of their situation.
The second stanza is even more despairing, with the singer conceding that they have lost everything they once were, and the plague has erased whatever they had. The chorus "This is the first step to extinction/Into the void/Life's last monstrosity" seals their fate as they are trapped in a downward spiral to oblivion. The third stanza reflects the singer's loss of mental stability, with "mental foundations just disappear," and they are blindfolded, being harvested for their brittle soil.
The final stanza conveys a sense of resignation, where what the person once found and lost is now relegated to Purgatorio or purgatory, and life is just a dark play with actors veiled in grey. The song ends with the chorus repeating, indicating that the person has reached the point of no return, with no hope or salvation in sight.
Line by Line Meaning
All these hours feel like wintertime
The hours seem long and cold, like a never-ending winter season.
Withered days, grey and cold
The days are gloomy and cold, lacking vibrancy or warmth.
In my confinement I seek the stars
Being confined in a place, the singer looks to the stars for hope or inspiration.
Princes of space, candles of God
The stars are majestic and divine, giving light and guidance.
I sing my song, my rhapsody
The artist creates music to express themselves and their emotions.
But in the end the words just slip away
Despite their efforts to convey their feelings through music, the singer feels their words are inadequate.
I've lost whatever I have had
The singer feels they have lost something they once had, maybe a sense of purpose or direction.
While the plague erased what I have once been
The artist suggests they have been affected by a terrible disease that has effectively wiped away their identity.
This is the first step to extinction
The current situation is leading towards an end, possibly a literal or metaphorical one.
Into the void
The end is leading to a state of nothingness or emptiness.
Life's last monstrosity
The end will bring forth something monstrous or unbearable.
Mental foundations just disappear
The artist feels like their mental state is deteriorating rapidly.
Elusive descent into the void
They are falling rapidly towards a nothingness that is hard to grasp or understand.
My destination is oblivion
They have a sense that they are headed towards a place of complete nothingness or forgetfulness.
Blindfolded angels harvesting my brittle soil
The singer senses that their soul is being taken or harvested by something or someone that they cannot see, signifying a loss of control.
White noise is filling up my brain
There is a lot of noise or interference in the artist's mind that is clogging their ability to think clearly.
My last illusions, they lose their shape
The things that gave the artist hope or comfort are no longer providing solace, and are losing their meaning.
What I have found
The things the singer has discovered or gained.
What I have lost
The things the singer has lost or sacrificed.
In Purgatorio
The artist is in a place of spiritual purification or cleansing.
Life's play dark scenery
Life is depicted as a play with a gloomy and dark setting.
The actors veiled in grey
The people in the artist's life are hidden or obscured, and seem devoid of color or liveliness.
Cruel lies, brave honesty
People are capable of both telling lies that hurt and truths that require courage to speak.
Just drift away
The things that once held the artist's attention or mattered to them are slowly fading away.
Contributed by Sydney M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Kevin Baker
Pretty solid. A cross between Pathosray, Maybe some Dream Theater. I would back off on the keyboard Buzzing