| Pretelethal | |
|---|---|
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| Appears On | The Afterman: Descension |
| Track | 1 |
| Length | 3:23 |
| Written By | Claudio Sanchez |
| Produced By | Coheed And Cambria Michael Birnbaum Chris Bittner |
| Preceded By | (none) |
| Preceded By in The Amory Wars |
Subtraction |
| Followed By | Key Entity Extraction V: Sentry the Defiant |
Pretelethal is the first song on the 2013 album The Afterman: Descension.
Lyrics
We drift away with the dust
The light consumes the dark recluse
No time to waste in this mess
I will not retreat, no sins confessed
How did we get so lost? Away.
Who will repair this broken heart?
This world will miss none of us
The sick we cure, the bad we just
Inspiration
"An exploration of sound. I had wanted to toy around with a bunch of new gadgets I'd picked up on the road to see what they were all about. I remember spending half a day up in my little studio at The Beige just playing around with noises. I wound up with this really long song, but then decided to scale back to just one simple statement: Who will repair this broken heart? When someone is in pain, that's all they can think about. It's all-consuming. I didn't want to take away the strength of that sentiment."
Story
In this moment the innumerable lost souls of the Keywork, along with the three entities of Domino, Holly, and Vic, start to converge on the safety net of Evagria, reaching for the prize within her: The Afterman. Knowing that she holds the one being who may be able to help free them from this monotonous existence; they bombard her energy with their own needs, clawing at her light, trying to break through her to get to Sirius.
While Evagria is strong, her energy begins to fade, tormented and drained by that of the mobs of unsettled entities. The two planes of the afterworld flicker in and out, moving from the monochromatic, dull nothing into the enlightened beauty, and back. Evagria's grip is loosening, her very being chipping away and cracking. She looks down sadly at Sirius who is too weak to retaliate. His emotional heart is breaking and the walls are closing in. It begins to feel like a lost cause. Sirius may very well spend the last moments of his life here.
Who will repair this broken heart?