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And the prophet screamed
05:43
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Dying sun, endless night
Lay down and close your eyes
Gone are the stars of my summer
Dead are the days of my youth
Can you hear the weeping mountains
Can you hear the winds lament
Sing no dirge for me, shed no tears
For my torment and heartbreak
Give us your tears, give us your songs
Give us your silence, a place to belong
No sunlight warms my heart
No rain quenches my thirst
Shadows of glories past
Memories of love turn to dust
Madness rages in the distance
Dying stars and whispered names
Call them gods or call them reason
Dreams lost in hungry flames
My crumbling mind lost to decay
Blinded by hate, I fade to grey
Horizon burns from sea to sky
Take my sacrifice
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2. |
Triumph of Madness
02:56
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Instrumental
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3. |
These Violent Delights
07:03
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Chorus
Darkness, underneath
Like roots and earth entwined
Shedding skin in shame i scream your name
The soul that lurks behind
I dreamt of distance deep and wide
Hidden by dusk beyond the night
And in the dawn the storm shall break the skies with winter paradise
In this darkness, in my pain
Touch the frost and taste the rain
And, to you, my love, I give this rage against the dying of the light
Chorus
Shadows fall upon these woods
Black tusks devoid of light
The wind it speaks of twilight gloom
Most violent delights
On the other side of loss
On the other side of death
Beyond this maze I see your name is cast upon the broken wooden cross
Breathing sorrows of your world,
One by one your stars will fall,
Among the serpents, as your skin begins to crawl
Chorus
Lies that told a deeper truth
Stories shaped in time
Vanished in the shadow of solitude
Against the nameless sky
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4. |
Some Dressed in Silver
04:30
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This space, this time, you are not alone
Your dawn is bright and stars are your home
Chorus
Some dressed in silver
Some dressed in black
All of them restless
In luminous realm
Light up the darkness
Light up the night
Chase off the sadness
With eternal light
Serene is the flame that burns in your eyes
The song of your heart it breaks, breaks the sky
You dance with the sun
In the frozen sky
And sing of life
As stars whisper and die
Chorus
Some dressed in silver
Some dressed in black
All of them restless
In luminous realm
Light up the darkness
Light up the night
Chase off the sadness
With eternal light
Upon the howling wind
In loneliness you shine
A heaven full of stars
You light up the night
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5. |
Self Moving Soul
06:14
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In pain I bring the meaning
Of truth, of lies
The corpse of your believing
A feast for amber eyes
My fallen angel
The sermon has begun
And long forgotten stranger
Denies what he's become
Chorus
To become a broken nothing
To hang upon the cross
You bleed in silence
And laugh at their loss
But what your of damnation?
A single point in life
To find your salvation
You learn to plunge the knife
My heart is racing
Darkness rising in the chest
And as the world is ending
You lay the ghost to rest
Chorus
To rest in pieces
Your arms are open wide
No rhyme or reason
Why heaven is denied
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Bezmolvie
04:55
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Hold me tight, my ghost whispers
Take my hand, I see, I see your tears
See your pain and see your loss
Velvet lies and heavy cross
Black and grey is your despair
There's no one left to care
Cradle rocks and bough breaks
In the world where your heart aches
Turn your face towards the sun
Tell me truth, are we undone?
Mirror mirror on the wall
Tell me where the tears will fall
Will they fall upon my grave
Empty soul you could not save
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Within these walls
We are are broken
The screams unheard
The words unspoken
Fading away
In morning light
On through the night
You hear the cries
Thousand hopes, thousand lies
Burning in my soul, upon the winter's white
No truth beneath, no will for endless fight
And yet we try
Our life is but a point and a line
Silence
Falls upon the frozen sky
Chorus
Our wifes are bones by the shore
Our sons are slain and daughters laugh no more
The shrieking black is calling me
Eternally
In restless void my spirit lingers and this is my prayer
My Admission of helplessness, of sin, of rage, of agony
Chorus
Our wifes are bones by the shore
Our sons are slain and daughters laugh no more
The shrieking black is calling me
Eternally
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