Order at: www.metalblade.com/fractaluniverse Fractal Universe "Oneiric Realisations" from "Rhizomes of Insanity." "Directed by Vincent Tournaud and shot during 2 days of October 2018 at l’Autre Canal in Nancy, France. Special attention was given to the lighting and color grading, which were designed to both match with the album artwork and catch the particular atmosphere of the song." - Fractal Universe Vincent Tournaud - Direction Gweltaz Helary - Lighting Christopher Kristo - 2nd Camera Fractal Universe's sophomore full-length hits as hard intellectually as it does sonically, affirming the French quartet's place on the progressive death metal map. "'Rhizomes of Insanity' is a concept album based on a thought experiment around the concept of insanity," asserts vocalist/guitarist Vince Wilquin. "It questions the origins of it, and tries to define where we set its boundaries with 'reason'. It eventually questions its place in our modern society and surmises that it has turned into an intrinsic, unavoidable but also necessary part of it and of every human being, which we're trying to repress at all costs." From start to finish, the album is an immersive, complex yet wholly accessible collection rich in melody, invention, and packed with decimating riffs - wielding ten tracks, all of which hit their mark. Lyrics: Opening horizon, sketching an ever-spreading temporality I float upon the flickering surfaces of the atmosphere Twisting scales of light apart through a silky curtain of vacuity That shades with the curves of my crystal wings Darker than nightfall Burst the sun through heaven's vault To wave the confused layers of bifacial realisations To make ether as earthly as the blackening dawn Aren't those curves mine ? Or did the morning mist mark these bounds to tear up my mind ? Is this moth's path just a fantastical line ? Or is my being but a piece of its mind ? Dream of mine Piece of mind Nightmare's blind Sightless line Fleet the heartbeats of a forever closed path As the last shreds of my onereic hopes disperse Aren't those curves mine ? Or did the morning mist mark these bounds to tear up my mind ? Is this moth's path just a fantastical line ? Or is my being but a piece of its mind ? Dream of mine Piece of mind Truth, vicissitudes of soul and contingency As many tears dropping within circles of causality Am I that name ? Or a thousand of dreams ? Rising and dying in a intangible parabola #fractaluniverse #progressivedeathmetal

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