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Preludium
03:33
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2. |
Web of lies
05:16
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3. |
The meaningless god
05:41
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The Meaningless god
Sitting on your golden throne
watching the world to fall apart
thirsty of blood and burning flesh
with itchy hands unleashing death
pulling the strings of fate
through a bloodline blessed in blood
rising armies of dead livings
with a hope in the afterlife
Hungry hate and endless warlords
carrying flags of executions
Human nature at is purest
in the battlefield there is no god
Black winged death messenger
cold dark breeze of agony
war machines spreading death
in the blood feast of their masters
misery rules the land
sacrificed worthless souls
feeling life how fades away
bloodstained steel has pierce their core
Human nature is self destruction
creating gods that meet their illusion
rising flags and war declaration
to those who oppose their dark ambitions
Rotten wasteland to walk in
everyone has their on needs
power - riches - pleasure
That can be a celestial being
human or a material one
gods - kingdoms - pleasure
afraid of darkness and it's essence
that will show their real selves
lying on the ground, there is not redemption now.
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4. |
Interludium
02:15
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5. |
The Last sigh
05:19
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The Last Sigh
Lying on the open ground
watching the sky turn into black
dark starless night and cold breeze
touches your face
while you're dressed in red
the sand on the glass comes to it's end
Death is right close to you
Sharpening it's blade
so shine, that bright your empty deadly eyes
suffering and pain is what your sown on this land
now is time to ripe from the rotten tree of your fate
Living on the wonderland
believing the lies that you said to your self
mistaken freedom with debauchery
chains of rotten reality, sinking you down to the ground
Holding the sword by it's handle
you feel the power to bet, with destiny your fate
by tossing the coin that with time you have made
with no tails but two faces
and destiny has fate on it's side
Sands of time, on its final line
watching your life run through your eyes
powerless, on your last breath,
there is not time for redemption now.
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Wind's Lord New York, New York
We are a New York based black metal band, who got together since January 2017 with the only vision of create something that make us feel in a dark atmosphere while we play our weapons,
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