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Grey Days of Rain
01:30
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Instrumental
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In Death a Bliss
08:51
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The edge is fading as my wounds spawning forth my hate
Vulnerable and weak, drawn to obey to the abyss
Disgusted I vanish into the darkest realms
Realms which struck and oppress me with fear
Solitude is comfort, solitude is torture
Left with these burdens drawing down my soul
The desire sprawls like a cancer, envenoms my mind
I embrace the pain and desire the suffering
I wonder what the other side will be
I wonder how long I can prevail
To resist the draw in to the emptiness
To see in death a pure bliss
Sleepless nights, I contemplate my existence
Grown weary of a maze of vicious circles
There is no shadow without a light
A light I loose sight of as the days pass by
I wonder how the end would feel
I wonder why I still prevail
To be chocked by the hope for change
To embrace death as a pure bliss
I hear a voice from the void within
Calling out my name from beyond
A shapeless figure standing before me
Tempting with the prospect of salvation
The warmth runs down my skin
Cleansing by salvation
Reality fades, grey is all I see
Transcending, fading from here
To a reality dipped in blue
Delighted, I embrace a white door
As I fall back, through these existences
Into my dying flesh
Bereaved of my releasing bliss
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Inflamed Scars
05:13
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Insufferable with every step I take forth
Scars that will never heal
Agony fuels my fire
Hate releases me from desperation
No resurgence for these
Burning as much as I do
No mercy for the summoners of the storm
Dying in ruins of guilt
As vengeful spirit, reincarnation
A force of dark destruction
Horrified of their creation
Shiver in fear of powerlessness
No resurgence for these
Burning as much as I do
No mercy for the summoners of the storm
Dying in ruins of guilt
Ashes where their bodies stood
Ruins burying their flesh
Their sin still plagues the world
Ages of darkness and fire reign
No requiem mass
Scorched earth
Nemesis, thy is judgement of men
Inflamed scars
Under a darkened sky
Life will cease to exist
But I will suffer in eternity
The wound of their sins
No requiem mass
Scorched earth
Nemesis, thy is judgement of men
Inflamed scars
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The candles have extinguished
For decades of pale moonlight
Drifting through infinite veils
Terrified by the unknown realms
Utterly at mercy of the obscure macrocosm
Without sense for time or space
Dispersing across the ether
In the pale shadows of the moonlight we dwell
Trapped by sin, stigmatized by guilt
Captured by the lies of the serpent
Lies of the split tonged virgin whore
Of abstract conceptions of the verse
Utterly at mercy of the obscure macrocosm
Without sense for time or space
Dispersing across the ether
In the pale shadows of the moonlight we dwell
"Death may be the greatest of all human blessings."
There is no paradise, no god, no love, no mercy...
Delivered to evil and cruelty for the horrified
Ceasing a lifeless existence....
Pretenders of the virtues
Janus-faced fear for reverence
Decaying on this infested soil
Barren, lifeless, barbaric paradise
Utterly at mercy of the obscure macrocosm
Without sense for time or space
Dispersing across the ether
In the pale shadows of the moonlight we dwell
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Passing
05:04
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Instrumental
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Mist descending from the cursed mountains
As they arrive from the utter spheres beyond
Empty gazes, repleted with misery and death
Benighted of their living doom
Lifeless and hidden from reality
They gather from the utter spheres
Spectral visions of the abyss
Aeons pass by as their legend vanishes
Into the ashes of the fallen
An eternal prison without walls
Inflicting a wound on this solemn world
Lifeless and hidden from reality
They gather from the utter spheres
Spectral visions of the abyss
Souls perishing in the fire of time
Without meaning, without sense
Metonymic to a lifeless coffin
Enslaved to a primal fear
Lifeless and hidden from reality
They gather from the utter spheres
Spectral visions of the abyss
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Scorned by Light
14:33
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Transcend my essence
Gift me with enlightenment
Ritual of lavation
Scorned by light
Trapped in a maze of shadows
Every thought is another coil
A dying prison for the spirit
How can I achieve release?
Death, so silent and final
Ashes, dust and bones
The knowledge lies far beyond
Mortality inhibits our consciousness
Transcend my essence
Gift me with enlightenment
Ritual of lavation
Scorned by light
Beyond the planes of our conception
A level of existence we can't contemplate
Ancient wisdom of a sophisticated entity
Where sorrow and woefulness will end
The light I strive for
The light which scorns me
Hidden in candlelights in silent halls
Craving knowledge and enlightenment
To find the source, to find the will
To abdicate from your mortal boundaries
The wisdom I crave
The failure I commit
It is my hatred which drags me down
Down to that lesser existence
No appreciation for the favour I'm in
Just bitterness and grief
The conclusion penetrates my mind
Condensing my hate to detach myself
Falling through an endless dream
Into nothing, but the void rising within
I am too blind, to hear the truth
Too deaf, to see beyond common planes
Just dreams of a light that I will never see
Far from wisdom I am not worth of
The time I will break
The moment I recognize my stigma
Transcend my essence
Gift me with enlightenment
Ritual of lavation
Scorned by light
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Lost Moments
02:01
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Instrumental
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Mournful Winter Germany
Mournful Winter play atmospheric and depressive Black Metal. Reflect the abyss of your soul in dark melancholic hymns of desperation.
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