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ART. NO.: PRTLS003
Soaring melodies, marching synthesiser-sequences and lush phasing drones wander through the still void. Attempting to find ground, floating through an infinite myst. A faint memory of a forgotten past shines through. Extinct existence, brought back to life. With meandering repetition we are brought closer. So too the aberrant melodies of Circular Ruins as they wander atop a returning rhythm. Each cycle brings an echo from a future utopia or the ruins of civilisation...