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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
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Born of the Storm
05:28
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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
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Through centuries, an unending storm
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Dark Stalker
05:27
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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
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The Gifted
04:49
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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
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In a Black Frame
03:26
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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
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Just Let it Suffer
07:46
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Prime Mover Atlanta, Georgia
In their underground Temple beneath the Burning City, a Mystic Order of Metal Monks, using the Sacred Sorcery of intricate
riffs and pummeling drums, seek to traverse the Astral Plane and become one with the Dark and the Light, the Beginning and the End, and the force that has set all into motion – the PRIME MOVER.
Hail, brothers and sisters. The time has come.
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