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The Dead Will Dance
04:06
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Time tempers the soul
Hammered down from cradle to grave
Forever after, nobody knows
Departed, in darkness they stave
The dead will dance
In a pyre of their own ash and bones
They dance
Let's dance
Sacred tongues, spewing hateful ire
Blessed scorn, upon the living dead
Necromantic chanting caught in the mire
The dead will dance
On top the bodies of the frightened living few
They dance
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2. |
Lost II
03:48
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Old, the vacant stare scours
This place of death and loss
Hold, severed head for hours
Flesh, lit by moonlight gloss
(the) Taste
(of) Hope
(and) Love
(are) Gone forever
Lost into the woods
The bleeding head turns slowly
Catching your scent in the moss
Starved milky eyes gaze upon
Fawn's heart dripping with fear
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3. |
The Festering Wound
03:17
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Seven headed hydra, gazed at me
Bite from the beast, that I could not see
Burning pain, kindles agony
Storming fury, cracks my sanity
Mangled fibers of my mind roam free
Malignant eyes, flicker (with) pleasing glee
Soaked my blade in the venomous sea
Fate so vile, wretched serpentine
Festering
Spreading over me
Spreading over
Blistering
Vultuers feed on me
Vultures feeding
The festering wound will never close for me
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4. |
Demons On My Back
04:02
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Clouded memories of yesterday
Dim tapestry veiling my way
Confusing me, feeling led astray
My mind is not my own
The demons on my back
Leaving scars, coal black
Their sign of feedback
Twisting things until they crack
A growing pain inside
No respite they provide
Malefic lesions wide
Eldritch horrors amplified
Dominion, dripping their influence
Corrupting, enslaving, clawing and tearing
Alter me
Possession
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5. |
Bonfire
04:08
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I brought the curse, to a cold heart immersed
In pain and loss, a blood stopping course
I sought to claim, my bonfire's flame
I urged my soul to burn in holy glow
I crave the pain which warms my icy veins
To walk the path, of purifyng light
I wonder blind, like moth to a flame
Yet the blaze does not consume me
Thin candle burns for me
Long is the path of sacred purity
The bonfire of my dreams
Seems so close, but I feel no warmth
The fire is calling, my soul intact
The spire is falling, a temple cracked
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6. |
Hunted
03:27
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I roam the scene
I'am looking, I'am searching
To find my queen
My luscious prey, my jewel
My reflection in your eyes
A photograph of plesure\pain
Loud swelling cries
Time standing still
Such warm and glistening heaven
I come to thee
For you, my prey no quarter given
In perplexity you flee
Innocence, a dull facade parade
Burning lips, having much to say
Collide with me in venery
Eternal bliss to live in memory
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7. |
Reflection
03:08
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Траур (Traur) Sofia, Bulgaria
Траур (Traur) is a one man blackened death metal project from Sofia, Bulgaria.
I started this project when the pandemic began, so I can fill the empty time at home.
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