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Instrumental
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Return to Mussusanckt
08:20
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In this dead of night I have crossed the flames. Reaching the end is my pain.
Storms spread like a growing plague. Among these journeys which I have wrought.
Death is a worthless salvation, the dirt is cold, the earth is empty.
Stones are broken bones are brittle.
Flesh is consumed by the flames. Into a never ending hate.
I am in the suffering. Rain is reality, so let it be.
Riding these storms, sacred damnation
Freezing air crushes my lungs. Beings of infernal night.
Unveil empty storms.
Crushed by blazing light.
All souls are no longer free. Demons grin with wicked thoughts.
Thoughts of betrayal are with me.
So blind are they. Failure awaits them.
Crawl through time. Touching all the filth.
They shall pray. Believe false prophecies.
Burn their cries. The price of deceit.
Fall through skies. Lying, crying, dying.
Weeping dreams. Praying, slaying, decaying.
You see voices. Hear their images.
Your end is now. Fulfill your destiny.
Destruction has come. Sadness has evolved.
Rain falls forever. Fire intests their eyes.
In misery you shall die.
Meet the black. Free the spirit and mind.
Empty hope. Clouding up your black soul.
A blank slate. Epitaph design.
Death is here. Only the first step.
So let it be.
On this night, I am one with the storms...
For eternity, for all my eyes will see.
In my grim darkness. Striving for this end.
The blood shall flow through your black veins.
Consumed by the stench of your rotting flesh.
As we stroll down this trail of misery, we are in forgotten realms.
Silence will enshroud. Destiny has come.
Wounds grow deeper. Stench of death awaits.
The strong are weak. The weak are nothing.
Tombs will begin to fill. Through these bleak visions.
Dwellers of lost time...
This tale has finished. All is now lost.
Days are years. Let the eternity free.
Leave your world
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The Grave
06:44
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As day ends, I forever silent
Tears I do not shed but emptiness I feel
Dark Thoughts wander within my soul dead
As images destroy the person I once was
My life fades, but I am another
I ride within my thoughts to a long dead hope
I wish for the person I once was
Rain will fall every day as I rest in the cemetary
Upon the dark hill life does not exist for someone who never was
In stone you remember me
Life is a tomb in which death i lie within
I shall not fall or weaken with the rising sun
Day has come for now in darkness
I await for the betrayers to rise with the light
The empty field of lifelessness is theirs now
Until the mist once again
Forgotton I was, untill victory was ours
As we strike from the dark, bathed in unlight
denied the weak laughter reigns out from the king eternal
From the creation of time this place has waited
as shadowed and cold winds they had watched me
as shadows and cold winds unknown it had waited
beneath the earth I can hear it again
On the path of death I touched the darkness
within youth just tormented wind and dirt and dream
I walk among fog through time
The cemetery spreads for ages
among the dead I stood alone
wolves and birds unknown to them by name
in ancient spektor passes without care
in a dream I awoke as if from a nightmare
one in life a beating heart and blood that flows
sunlight glows on my skin it caresses my face
and in my hands
My destiny return to me
life is a gift reclaimed in my hands
dreams replace what life has lost
but even from heaven one must turn to the dark
On the hill I stand and rain
which long ago I despised
washed away life's final flames
as anguished tears rolled down our faces
but at this moment all I wished
was that it cleansed the pain away
of life's final grin in my name
that of a grave with no flowers to grace it
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Just Before Dawn
05:47
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Do unto others as they done to you
This commandment has never held the least bit true
A race in dark, claim to see light, remains blind, our victory through strife
Just before dawn will be waiting by the bedside smiling as we slash the throat of this forsaken unconscious world
To expect wisdom to come from a drone is not unlike squeezing blood from a stone
The walking dead we must exterminate for an evolved new breed to germinate
The dawn has risen, their fall has begun
The frost in them, a torch is low
Destroy their homes, destroy their schools, demolish all that they've abused
Burn their bibles, burn their churches, all is crushed if not converted
Kill their children, mindless sheep, to what ancestors have already reaped
Resistance is futile, years of rage overwhelm all
The world remained asleep despite our battle call
Blood is spilled, heads are split, still they slept as their throats were slit
Just before dawn we'll be waiting by the bedside, smiling as we slah the throat of this forsaken, unconscious world
The dawn has risen, their fall has begun
The frost in them, a torch is low
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Fools For His Pleasure
06:00
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Dying dreams among souls
Fantasies for light
Fools curse the sky
Demons laugh to the point
of insanity
Hordes of souls are still dreaming
Hordes of souls are tormented
Hodes of souls touch the sky
Hordes of souls are crucified
Once there was peace
It is gone there is no peace
They are damned weekend by their
Own god they know not where to turn
Dreams are fading the souls are dying
Dreams are fading the souls are dying
Dreams are fading the souls are dying
Dreams are fading the souls are dying
Hordes of souls forever dreaming
Hordes of souls still tormented
Hordes of souls fall from the sky
Hordes of souls still crucified
Their savor laughs insane is he
For he has betrayed them
Fools for his pleasure
As he torments their souls for eternity
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L'Aldila
03:50
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Instrumental
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Dimentianon New York
Dimentianon was created in January of 2002 after the original name “The Forgotten” from ‘95 was abandoned.The goal was to
continue with their unique mixture of Black\Death and Doom metal music.
With their new album Dimentianon takes their eclectic style a step further with additional twists and turns to challenge the listener.
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