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Unfathomable Chaos
06:34
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Fractal entity in impenetrable cage
Abyssal cracks draw through the veil
Is that reality I see before my eyes?
Am I really seeing through those eyes?
Spiritual vanishing into obscurity
Unfathomable chaos becomes my purgatory
Destruction always precedes... creation
Risen from the ruins
A wraith relieved from veil
Soaked with darkness
For a requiem of scars
Salvation without atonement
Resurrection from purgatory
Reflections of a charred genesis
From the abysmal depths
In the gathering darkness
I have found my domain
Servant to the blackness
Whose conception I am
In the looming doom
I have found my shrine
Defiled by the light
Despised by darkness
"One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star."
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Moonless Skies
10:51
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Floating the ancient universe
Legends of a mystic entity
Realms under blackest skies
Where darkness is reigning
The light is drowning
Under the smouldering stars
Bereaved of their splendor
Lost in lifeless obscurity
Burst the burning moons
Under moonless skies
Red suns dying out
Under moonless skies
The beauty of death
Within a broken mirror
Reflections of the void
Reaching for my essence
Dispersing my blood
Pale, lifeless, dead eyes
Descending into the night
Not dead, not alive, eternal...
Sleeeep!
Frozen to the marrow
A mind in ashes
In a lightless universe
The stars have turned... black!
Under moonless skies
Under moonless skies
Broken... moon
Celestial... genocide
Under moonless skies
Under moonless skies
Broken... moon
Celestial... genocide
Release my soul
Free it from its chains
Eternal slaves to gravity
Into a pit of negativity
Burst the burning moons
Under moonless skies
Red suns dying out
Under moonless skies
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Dysthymia
05:25
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When was the last day
The sun shined on me?
The mist takes my sight
Only rain in the night
Life in a world of glass
A feather could harass
Joy vanishing in dust
Filled by fear with disgust
Is it silence that blinds me
Or darkness making me deaf?
No pleasure I can feel anymore
Hate and regrets devouring me
What purpose do I crave
Without what's worth to live?
What drags me to this existence
To live the pain day by day
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Bereavement
07:56
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Desolation of Souls
10:29
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Desolation of Souls
A land of marsh and decay
A vortex of soul devastation
Desperate moaning in the wind
Once the kingdom's jewel
Vision - Of genocide
Devastation - Of a kingdom
Death - We have become
Desolation - We have left
Adorned by fragments
Reflecting an infinite abyss
Eradication of all life
Bleeding, screaming, resigning
Vision - Of genocide
Devastation - Of a kingdom
Death - We have become
Desolation - We have left
„That is not dead which can eternal lie
Yet with strange aeons even death may die“
I wander this dead wasteland
Tortured by dreadful visions
To live again their demise
Doomed by malediction
Restless spirits cross my ways
Inflicting their curse on this soil
Damned to dwell this dimension
Leaving a venomous trace
The air is burning ashes
Ravished by the barren dust
Dazed by the scent of rotten flesh
Drowning in their mortal remains
Exstinguished by the flame
In a sanguinary fury
The day reality transcended
Into a desolation of souls
Reigning as rutheless gods
Returning to bones and dust
No supremacy, no gods
Only the beasts of wrath
Vision - Of genocide
Devastation - Of a kingdom
Death - We have become
Desolation - We have left
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Viscus et Os
12:32
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In darkness awakened
Eyes on the horizon
Nothing but emptiness
Longing for eternity
Shrouded in vanity
Denial of human nature
Reflections from the mirror
Broken and spoiled light
A fragile surface revealed
Faced with a longing
To exstinguish the fire
Burning slowly in time
Shelter in believe
Loving an illusion
A numbing disease
Envenom the spirit
Carpe diem you pretend
So fearful of the end
Memento mori you live
Taking more than you give
Desperate maintenance
A never ending trance
Longing for genesis
Time is your nemesis
A rotting shell, bearer of thoughts
Anachronistic believe in god‘s creation
Viscous Flesh decaying per diem
Bones - flaws will crack them
Exsolutio
Vacuitas
What do you expect eventually?
Is it salvation you crave sensually?
A reward for abstinence?
Or atonement for your sins?
Expiatio
Nefas
Memento homo, quia es ex pulvere et in pulverem reverteris
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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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