When Dreams of Death are Euphoric

by Prime Mover

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released January 27, 2015

All songs written and performed by Prime Mover
Tracks 1-5 Engineered, Mixed, and Produced by Kevin Kane at KRK Sound
Drum tracks recorded at Reservoir Studios
Track 6 Engineered, Mixed and Produced by Eyal Levi at Hairy Breakfast Studios
Mastering by Alex Parra
Artwork by Gentian Osman

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Track Name: When Dreams of Death are Euphoric
When Dreams of Death are Euphoric:

Breathing will never be enough
When your lust in life is only loathing
Always searching from the inside
Never content with what you hold

Reap what you sow
Rape all you love
Curse what's inside
Hate you’re alive

When dreams of death are euphoric
You'll know me as you descend
Track Name: Born of the Storm
Born of the Storm:

Conjure up your ghosts
Your fears, your fantasies
Stoke the fires, lust, desires
Let it be the air your breathe
Drink the night. Fear becomes you
Let its music draw you in
Dance like children drunk with sin

Even in the purest heart
Darkness lurks with growing hunger
Sick temptations, strangulation
Dead eyes of stone stare through my soul
The tender caress becomes the grip of Death

Drawn in, you accept its touch
Fear only makes you want it more

Through centuries, an unending storm
Track Name: Dark Stalker
Dark Stalker:

I am the reason. I am the season. I am the fall
I am the sound of an avalanche coming down
I am the reason. I am the lesions. I am the fall
I am the sound of an avalanche coming down
I am the winter and you have just entered into my halls
Where your demons have been called upon again
I am the reason. I am the season. I am the fall
I am the sound of an avalanche coming down

Those who walk all alone unguided
Chose the path that beckoned to them

I am a celebration of the madness
I drank inspiration from the blackness

Dark Stalker

I am the reason, I am the season, I am the fall
I reshape your fears to become of lust
I am the sleeper, drifting so deeper into the fog
Dreaming of what gods contemplate


Reborn as the Phoenix from the ashes
In darkness I prevail
Track Name: The Gifted
The Gifted:

Can't block the receptors
Or who will bleed on those projectors
Trails transform into an infra-red blur
An image of what’s to occur

Taste flames of any hell you claim

Moments so intimate and misfortune guide me
Expelling phantoms from fathomless memories

In your heart you know it's real

God bless the gifted

Inquire not what premonitions may mean
Open not what hex they bring
Those answers may not adorn you
You may wonder but the reapers scythe still follows through
Track Name: In a Black Frame
In a Black Frame:

Bearer of burdens hides his heart in a box without a latch
Too proud to face the truth
Bury the bullshit realize their lies
You've just begun to suffer
Bearer of burdens hides his heart in a box without a latch
Too coward to face the truth

Take this life just to watch it burn
Those fires will continue as you stagger
Take this mind where memories are torn
Fires will continue as you fall in

The unsound long to give their desperation
In museums are hanging all their horrors
The unsound are the artist of their desolation
Paint their hell to become a crux of their torture

All These portraits are not of lies
Their descent is not disguised