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The Solar Paradigm Triunity

by Your Hands Write History

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Steve Chab
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Steve Chab Fine Christian metalcore but not overproduced. Authentic, high-quality, well-written, and raw. Expect elements from prog metal, djent, talk music, and emo. Job well done, djents. Favorite track: Nova Souls.
Warangelic
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Warangelic Powerful music. Powerful message to the world. God bless, my brothers. You have created something beautiful. Worthwhile. Favorite track: Gravity's Pale hands.
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yarobznahtanoj this album is a complete triumph, I love every last second of it. will be listening until my final breath. God bless brethren 🤍 Favorite track: SOL.
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1.
LUNA 03:46
You spoke to compose my soul, a portrait of your own. Yet I have no light to give, or warmth within my bones. Are you ashamed of what your hands have made? Adonai, where are you now? Am I alone...
2.
Can you still see the light? I scream desperately into the void. The distance between us is ever growing, And gravity’s pale hands are gently pulling me from where I need to be. Over the vanishing edge, into the boundless reach of our galaxy. Plunging head first into the waves of oblivion’s endless sea. It is in the darkness that we built our broken home, And it is in the darkness that our souls will forever roam. Between you and me are the teeth of infinity. I reach with skinless bones, fingers too cold for you to hold. Our souls float in the drift, divided by the planet’s rotation. Our severed roots are forever reaching out, Into the generation that was raised in a world without a sun. With no warmth to offer the wandering stars, we disconnect our own counterparts. They become the pieces left to wade in the tide of our silence. It is in the darkness that we collect forgotten bones, And it is in the darkness that our souls will never be alone. Between you and me are the teeth of infinity. I reach with skinless bones, fingers too cold for you to hold. We are the captives of a raging black hole. Tossed back and forth, manipulated by its control. I fear the thought that gravity will never release me. I fear that we will fade into nothing more than a distant memory. I can’t see your light, as you step into the void. I can’t see your light.Emptiness fills the space where your presence should be, And in your place thrives the absence of divinity. Without the sun’s amber touch to lead me forward gently, I’m afraid that your peace and your comfort, they will never return to me. My dearly beloved, I know that I left you with more questions than answers, But find peace in the letters sent to you and recognise my hand as the author. For perseverance and the passing of time will bring the steady maturing of your youth, And take heart knowing that the destination of your voyage is truth. Between you and me are the teeth of infinity. I reach with skinless bones, with fingers too cold for you to hold. Step into the void and you will see the light. Step into the void and you will be the light.
3.
We pursue flux progression, exalting hollow inventions, Of finite projections, to medicate with distraction. Listen to the voice entwined within your soul. The heavens speak in collided tones. Listen to the rhythmic pulse that yields control. Our prophetic words remain in limbo. Be still, we are surrounded by the silence of the deep, Have peace, yet we wander without sleep. Be still, we must subdue the veil of our flesh and bone. Have peace, and open our eyes to see that we are never alone. Listen to the voice inside that calls your name. Our roots connect beneath our father's tree. Listen, melodies commune in our domain, But our souls seek refuge across the galaxy. Day after day after day, and night after night after cold bitter night. We wander these streets like ghosts, dancing just out of the reach of each other’s sight. We cry out to each other, longing to connect in more intimate ways, Yet we bury our hearts deep in our chests, too afraid of what the others might say. Humbly haunting the servitude of our disease. Adrift in open graves, as servants of the slave. To meet an end, your means corrode, skylit eyes bereaved. The rapture of the brave, never finding what we crave. Make it louder. The core of our existence is found in the pulsing waves of our united sound. Our consciousness is born deaf from the drone of our own silence, But if we cry out together then we will conduct an echo. Echoing tones of our spiritual desire. Humbly haunting the servitude of our disease. Adrift in open graves, as servants of the slave. To meet an end, your means corrode, skylit eyes bereaved. We are the raptured brave. You are never alone. We are together as one. Listen to the voice entwined within your soul. The heavens speak in collided tones. Listen to the rhythmic pulse that yields control. Our prophetic words remain in limbo.
4.
Vortex Veins 04:50
Can you hear the final breath of the earth dissipating, From the pressure of our vice crushing the life from her lungs? Can’t you see that there is no excuse to justify, Our selfishness is a cancer, a holocaust of all life that can’t be undone. The bones beneath our feet are rotating back and forth, Bearing the weight of the bloodstains that mark our dying land. The sun above is grieving with tears of fire raining down. As we sever the outstretched roots of those born from different ground. Destroy our borders so love may abound. The vortex in our veins is never satisfied. We are lost in galactic plains longing to be clarified. The maelstrom in our brains, narcissism magnified. Subservient to our own chains this is conglomerate mass suicide. The rocks and trees cry out but we are deaf to their voice. (We consume all that is within view.) The nights relinquished in pursuit of pleasure, Corrode our potential virtue in equal measure. The murmur and babble our hearts masticate, As bullets from an emptied gun cannot regurgitate. The venom we drink from the breasts of serpents, Pours into our veins like rivers in the ocean. We conceal our nakedness with a shadow’s tongue. Afraid to gaze upon our collapse as we come undone. They say that we are what we consume, and we consume everything in view. Typhlotic earth absorbed in gloom, eclipsed by the carcass of a disloyal moon. We must decrease for you to increase. As we traverse the darkness ahead, Forewarned by the guidance of the dead. We will shed the weight of all our fears, Forsake our comfort for the obscured. Pursue the pulsing angelic tone, To brave the dominion of the unknown. Echo, together we are not alone. Together we are one. We are called to place our hands over the scars of mankind, To be the symbiosis of the grave and everlasting light.
5.
TERRA 02:17
I woke, your familiar fingers interlaced with my own. Quiet ecstasy. You spoke angelic words as birds mirrored your tones. Divine harmony. In this moment, I find peace. The timbre of your melody sets my mind at ease. The unheard and unseen. My soul ignited blazing endlessly, The fire in my bones consumes the shade inside of me. Where moon and sun convene. Adonai, here am I. I am by your side.
6.
You look secure, but I know of the ghost you fear. Every haunted night that you prayed to be spared of your father. You fear his voice, but sleep evades you even in the silence. Pulled by his hands, holding you from escaping from his violence. You want to run, but the fear renders your legs completely useless. Don’t give up. What are you waiting for? You are not the victim of consequence anymore. Why are you so afraid? I am with you and I will forever remain. You are worth more to me than the weight of this world in gold, And for your life I offer every cent of my blood to be sold. Without struggle, the eagle never learns to soar. The sun will rise and restore every leaf that you lost in winter. I will regrow every blossom that he pulled from my garden. Pursue the light and let the ghosts of the void be erased. Please hold on. What are you waiting for? You are not the victim of consequence anymore. Why are you so afraid? I am with you and I will forever remain. I will restore the wounds that he inflicted, And rebuild every brick in my home that he destroyed. Rebuild. Rebuild. I will rebuild your heart. To my dearly beloved, to whom I send my deepest regards. Please know that I see your pain and please know how it breaks my heart, But from your suffering I have built the cocoon of a monarch, And may my hands be your anchor as your world falls apart. What are you waiting for?You are not the victim of consequence anymore. Why are you so afraid?I am with you and I will forever remain. To the thief who hides his heart in an unmarked grave, You will reap what you raped from the teeth of my blade. What have you done? I am justice. I am the justice that you deserve. You are unworthy to call her your daughter, For you are not her father, You are a monster. You can’t run from yourself. You can’t hide from your own destruction. Take your hands off of her, Or I’ll consume them with the fury of a lion. I am justice. I am.
7.
Dredge the depths of hell with shovel and hand, But you can never conceal the truth. Build your temple as high as you can, But you will never contain our spiritual youth. Sever the limbs that inquest your throne, Breaking the bones of your own body. Curse the earth for yielding only her stone. Bandage the carcass of an archaic donkey. When you preach, I hear a choir of conceited worms crawling out from the abyss, To create a kingdom of wealth for themselves. So raise the banner of false security adhered by a thread, Under the flag that we pledge our allegiance. Feed the effigies inside of our heads, To numb our contempt for our appearances. Destroy the foreign horde with guided rockets. You mediate the earth with a selfish fist. Bow to the god that fills your wallet. God bless America, survival of the richest. But as the walls of our church dissolve, We hear the cries that were made silent, And as the confines of our souls evolve, Witness the collapse of the red giant. We are isolated in eisegesis. Usher in the abolition of the paramnesia event horizon. We’re isolated in eisegesis. All our fears will be laid to rest in the great expanse of the void’s regress.
8.
Nova Souls 05:50
We are the children of light. Embers in the tail of a disconnected thought. The orbit echoes out at the speed of light. Raptured in the heart of eternity’s wing. Where the force of gravity and the limits of time collide. Breathe in, breathe deep. Do not lock away your lungs for the fear of choking. Keep calm, move on. Do not sacrifice your faith for the sake of coping. You are excessively valued and you’re crafted with purpose. No matter how you feel. You have a passionate soul that you can never lose. No matter what you do. Seek after the truth with wisdom and surely you will find evidence of our creator’s design. Our confusion is merely the anomaly between an infinite being and our limited minds. Rotate in the disconnect of the atmosphere. Cut off the veil of our selfish ambition. Passion blazing from the discharge of gravity. Unbound from the vortex in our veins. The universe speaks with a silent voice. But we detract ourselves to evade the void. Breathe in, breathe deep. Keep calm, move on. You are excessively valued and you’re crafted with purpose. No matter how you feel. You have a passionate soul that you can never lose. No matter what you do. Seek after the truth with wisdom and surely you will find evidence of our creator’s design. Our confusion is merely the anomaly between an infinite being and our limited minds. Seek the truth and you will find the sun is faithful to always rise. We are more than the byproduct of chaos. We were made to be children of the light. We were made to be children of supernova. You are destined to speak light into the void of our generation, So breath in, breath deep and unleash the wave of the supernova. The evolutionary development of our human cognizance does not disprove, The existence of an omnipowerful transdimensional being, Nor dismiss the incomprehensible genesis of the immeasurable phenomenon, conjoining the expanse of our galaxy and every atom contained.
9.
SOL 01:57
You are making all things new. Harken me, with your melody and eternal thrum. Rebuild my being by glory of a newborn sun. The burden of guilt has lost all dominion inside of me. Wake up oh sleeper, rise up from your grave free. I want to be who you destined me to be. Turn my passion into action, help my unbelief. Illuminate every shadow that hides inside of me. Set my soul to ignite, I want to burn for all of eternity. I watch the rise and fall of every sun. You’ve made all things new, free and young. So sing new life into my lungs. Adonai, you and I, we are one. You are making all things new.
10.
Newborn Sun 05:37
At the edge of existence, our colors begin to bleed. Decomposing our dissidence, to liberate the axiom feed. We are the parallels between, the unheard and the unseen. Illuminated by transdimensional means. For too long we’ve rooted ourselves in the shadows of the earth, In pursuit of counterfeit euphoria, to forge ourselves a sense of self worth. We neglect the voice of exhortation and dwell in a homogeneous state of malaise, Divulging our minds in confusion, selling our identity for the next trivial craze. For how long will we give ourselves over to be seduced? We should know by now that the truth would never extort or abuse. Yet brick by faulty brick, we built our borders absonant and slick, And raised our sun into a pantheon, roaming the eternal pit. Rise and fall. Our pain will pullulate a new verdant strength. Rise and fall with me. Our hearts will palpitate in harmonic wavelengths. I feel the sunlight fading in my skin behind a thick and convoluted shroud. But I will hold fast to the hope that you gave me and know that I am not my doubt. I will be made new and reclaim my aphotic mind. Our perpetual lack of forward motion deteriorates our purity into static rot. Causing a rift in between what our spirit used to believe, and what we haphazardly forgot. Deconstruct our atoms, detract our minds in the fathoms of the infinite space. Decompose the state of our brittle bones, set free from the guilt of our mortal constraints. This is a brand new day, and I’m a brand new me. Take me and bleed me empty, I want my soul to echo through eternity. Transpose my fading heartbeat, make every pulsing hit, a polyrhythmic earthquake. Cast all your burdens into me, rise a purified new heart. Our voices echo out as one, We will mend the earth that we tore apart. Absolve the roots of humanity of our hatred and malcontent. Decompose our corroded monuments, unveil the liberty of an open sky. It’s time we opened our eyes to see the blood on our hands and the time we spent, Will vanish within the light as we fade into an eternal eventide. We are the solar impression, reflecting Heaven’s glow. Step with me into the void, we will illuminate where heaven cannot go. You are alpha and omega, the beginning and the ending. You are the first, you are the last, myriad finite dichotomy. I need to be destroyed gently, reborn, set free, I’ll go, Lord, send me, Where my soul and eternity converse divine true certainty. We are the resistance, set free from the pull of the void, From the day we were reborn, until the day our body be destroyed. Take and weave our souls together, tie our spirits into one. We will burn with the passion of a newborn sun.
11.
Meteor Minds 06:14
The effervescent glow speaks to melt my bones. Bewitched by ocular meadows, I’m lured by angelic tones. I do not trust my own eyes. I do not trust my own mind. Cold meteors rain down to blot out an open sky. As our kindred ember souls reignite as a beacon pyre. Tell me child, what do you hear? The brazen trumpet draws me near. Tell me Father, what do you fear? The loss of a child whom I hold dear. I feel burdened and confined. In a prison of doubt that I’ve built for myself in the confines of my own mind. There’s an hourglass in my spine. Grasping at the grains of sand that fall away with the passing of my limited time. I am held back by my pride, As a pillar of salt upon the hillside, watching the world as it leaves me behind. So set me on fire to be refined, Take my impatience and distrust and make a weapon that fits your design. I am undeserving of your pardon but I cannot exist without reprieve, So prune my pride and graft my roots into your vine. We exist, we exist for so much more than our selfishness. We are the meteors burning to illuminate the night sky. Ignition nuclear from the day we were born until the day that we all die. Until the day we all die. We try to find ourselves in the eyes of each other. But we belong in the arms of our father. When I am faithless, you remain faithful. Your ways are not my ways, but I’m learning to trust and to be grateful. When I am faithless, you remain faithful. Your ways are not my ways, but I will be grateful. We try to find ourselves in the eyes of each other. But we belong in the arms of our father. You are faithful, you’re as faithful as the sun. You’re always faithful, you’re as faithful as the sun.
12.
You spoke to compose my soul, a portrait of your own, And you have now breathed your light and new life on these bones. There is no shame in what your hands have made. Adonai, I’ve found you now, and I’m reaching out. Adonai, I’ve found you now. I’m not alone.

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The Solar Paradigm Triunity is a 12 track concept album, containing 3 parts : LUNA • TERRA • SOL

We originally released the first two chapters as EP's, however due to the loss of our dear brother Anthony, we chose to revisit the material and create a united cohesive album with all new mixes and mastering. One seamless album front to back, to commemorate his life and musical legacy.

We cherish these songs, and we all poured everything we have into this album. We hope the songs resonate with you on a personal level. To us, these are far more than just songs. This is a monument. Of deep loss, but also of profound growth. Of heartbreak and sorrow, but also of joy and love.

Agape // YHWH

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released July 2, 2022

Written, Performed & Recorded by : Your Hands Write History

Taylor Bates - Lead Vocals
Anthony Panter - Guitar & Vocals
Morgan Hoehne - Lead Guitar
Jobe Fredericksen - Bass Guitar
Dallas Vallee - Drums & Vocals

Lyrics & Concept Written by Taylor Bates
Additional Lyrics written by Dallas Vallee & Anthony Panter
Produced, Mixed & Mastered by Morgan Hoehne
Artwork, Design & Layout by Taylor Bates


In loving memory of our brother : Anthony Tomas Panter

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