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Spell White
In the Finale
Far and Away Times

White Spell is weird. It has some of the rhythmic creativity and flares Maeda excels at, but it's done in a style that's... Weird. I swear I know other words besides weird. Like wired. But I can't help but wonder how I would feel about a version of this song that wasn't arranged by MANYO. I think I would like it a lot more. Good news is, Maeda's as strong a lyricist as ever.

I am... oddly not in the mood for Dialga today? It's a fairly straightforward piece, especially relative to most mystery dungeon fare, and while White Spell is less complex than I'd like too, it gave me more of what I wanted tonight. Perhaps tonight just isn't a good night to be a wolf.

haha 3 karma has 3 composers very cute. Shadow Hearts, now this is what I want tonight. Darkness has come and it is hungry. the piano is the one thing fighting back but the keys have been corrupted, things are going south fast. The bass doubling the piano is so sick. but seriously what the heck are they using to make the "evil" sounds it's so cool. oh wow i completely forgot about some of the proggier stuff in the back half of the song. i kinda don't like it as much as the first half >_>

dear whoever at nintendo decided that just fixing from "in the final" to "in the finale" was insufficient: go fudge yourself. What an amazing boss theme. One of Shimomura's best? Probably. This match is incredibly close, I think if the back half of 3 karma had been stronger i'd be voting that easily but now i'm not sure.

you can't just -- no. Stop. NO USING 'AE' IN PLACE OF 'E'. That's illegal. People don't even know how to pronounce Aeon right, and that's spelled with an 'a' at least 60% of the time. anyways this is definitely interesting. it's a little bit much for me when it gets into pure mashy though. please slow down frums-san you're breaking the speed limit. slash what does it mean for two composers to be "versus" each other? Strange. and now we're in the static part of the song "great." please tell me this isn't the entire back half. ooh the light has cleared what have we found it's a PIANO. I always wanted a piano. no that's not true i liked french horn a lot ANYWAYS this part i like, it's so longing, picking up the pieces after a disaster ooh is it time for round 2? wait do i want it to be round 2? I'm scared. someone hold me. no one holds me. paula prayed, no one answered. someone's answering this poor piano though. I wish we didn't now add in uber-fast rhythm rhythm and now we're back into rhythm mode. Man I like this so much when it just lets itself chill, I wish it let itself chill more. But it does not. wtf was that ending i don't even know how to process that last measure.

To far away times makes me cry. that's really all i want out of an ending song, at the end of the day.

as a treat for reading all that, have a treat:

White Spell Lyrics!
(long version link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2vtw3gCpMng)

(It's so radiant...)

(There's nothing left to see)

The wind howls, my heart roars
Birds, out of season, soar high above
For the planet we head; but how far will we go,
Us travelers?

The vibrant scenery shimmers and fades
The blue of the seas too say goodbye
If that day has come, then
Will I laugh, or cry? Which one? (Mornings like that...)

<long version only, not in the link in the topic>

I chased after your footprints
Wishing I could've gone with you
There's nothing left to see

Soon the wind will grow cold
The harvest season never lasts long
But it has to end, or else
We'd never again see the flowers bloom

My breath becomes white, my fingers numb
Yet still I march on, ever forward
If I told you the truth,
Would you scream, or cry? Which one? (Though I call your name...)

<back to the link in the topic>

All I wanted was to be by your side.
Don't leave me alone
Don't cast me back into loneliness

In your sleeptalk, you cast a spell

(In your sleeptalk, you cast a spell)

When I do make it there,
Will I laugh, or cry? Which one? (Mornings like that...)

I chased after your footprints
Wishing I could've gone with you (Though I call your name...)

We need to start preparing for winter.
The harvest season never lasts long (Mornings like that...)

Erased by the wind
And consumed by radiance:
Mornings like that are the best for goodbyes (Though I call your name...)

(There's nothing left to see)

(Though I call your name...)

(There's nothing left to see)