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Sadness
07:08
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It's time the leaves fall
And we must say goodbye
For all that consumes us
When the belief is dropped
Is dropped
There's an ocean of sadness in your eyes
Carrying a burden inside
Grabs and holds a false idol
That forces you into your own anguish
Escape the blade into this neck
When darkness comes
That winter of souls, you have no pulse
The flowers are already wilted
Speech: "The flowers are already wilted, and nothing ever changes..."
My memories now rest in this soil
My spirit rest within you
Closing my silent October for departure
And I know, you will never return to this place
Never!
There's an ocean of sorrow
There's a chasm inside me
There's an ocean of sadness
Carrying a burden...
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Despair
06:58
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Under the sign of nature
I kneel on your sad leaves
The soil of scars scream in vain
There's no escape from the wrath of the consequences
His black cloak covers the day
With the impenetrable darkness
The eternal sleep invades my heart
Leaving me cold forever
Hope is absent
I fall into you abyss
Under the sign of nature
I kneel on your sad leaves
The soil of scars scream in vain
There's no escape from death
Open the door, I fall into your abyss
I'm counting the time
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Solitude
06:06
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My body travels the sky with no hope to fall
I see your sad face, a teardrop becomes black
Like the solitude that prevails
Painful images invades my mind
Changing the landscape of my homeland
Creatures are worshiped in the shadows
Chained by the dancing wind upon this land
I sink into the dark waters of your body
I lose myself inside of you
I have no more expectations
And I can not find the way
I can't find the way
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Coldness
05:59
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Beyond this realm there's a place I know
I open the gates and see my
World of darkness and mountains of ice
Beyond this iceland there is despair
We are the owners of this world
This blackned fields
Horses and tyranny
I open the gates and see mountains of ice
Valleys of madness, this kingdom is me
Hatred in my heart, my soul disapears
We are the owners of this world
We are the owners of this land
I see this world under fire and ice
I see this land under fire and ice
We won't shine again!
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Trauma
05:16
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Oblitus Diaboli
Open the path
Lord of the whispers
Burn in the dark
Cold like the wind
Blackening my soul
I open my wings
And rest within your song
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Faithlessness
05:24
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Echoing in the shadows
The pervasive weakness
A faithful servant
Submerged in tears
I hold my breath
Suffocated in her arms
Like a breeze on insanity
I take her back to my inner-self
Found safety in hate and
Let you die in solitude
I drag me closer to you
And the sun went down
Bringing me the cold
My regret echoes the night
The demand for clean waters
Down to see the time
They brought fire and pain
I cannot breath this air
And became a ghost in empty
Try to drink their purified water
I see the devil's rising
My reasons were lost
I heard her name but didn't see her face
I have reasons to cry
This waves traveling in my head
Let me fickle, thinking in cicles
Cut me with your hands full of gall
A bitter taste invades my mouth
Perhaps the Devil has looked my steps
My eyes are fixed on his pale face
Cut me, suck me - I am despair and bitterness
Let me bleeding - I am the deconstruction
Cut me, suck me - I am the deconstruction
Let me bleeding - I am despair and bitterness
Cut me, suck me - I am the deconstruction
Let me bleeding - I am despair and emptiness
Found safety in hate and
Let you die in solitude
I drag me closer to you
And the sun went down
Bringing me the cold
My regret echoes the night
The demand for clean waters
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Fear
06:43
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Instrumental
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