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I Dream of Afterlife
05:11
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I dream of afterlife, there I talk to death
Bitter conversations about his master plan
The reality of time is on hold
My story unwritten, my path untold
My life has no clarity, this burden inside of me
Into the storm, in heavy rain… All I feel is pain
Eating my breath away, standing by this crossroad
In smoke… In vain, wishing upon a falling star
A fire into the sky, cosmic hummingbirds falls into the earth
A sparkle into the dark, thunder and lightning
As blood stains the rain, I kneel before my grave…
I have traveled as far as I can see, in my dreams
I got all I ever need, this place is beautiful
As the rain pours down the garden, I dance while it grows
The white rose, as the tears falls
I see death smiles at me, as I enter my dream
A bizarre feeling of reality, the time is on hold
Escaping my sanity, I’m left alone
In a forest follow the water streams
Distant fading screams, outside this world
Looking in, all this pulsing pain
Escaping storms in heavy rain, am I trapped inside
Still soul searching, in my own version of purgatory?
I dream of afterlife, there I talk to death
Bitter conversations about his master plan
The reality of time is on hold
My story unwritten, my path untold
I dream of afterlife, there I talk to death
Bitter conversations about his master plan
The reality of time is on hold
My story unwritten, my path untold
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She was found on a winter’s day
Bedded down in a wooden cradle
Frosty with snow in her hair
A pounding heart, the need for love
Purple lips with sunshine for sight
She’s a beauty for sore eyes
Who could leave her, who could forget?
As the pain aching while she cries…
The Beauty and The Crippled
Hiding in shadows, afraid of the world
They hiding in shadows, lurking in corners
Afraid of the world they were born in…
Treated like monsters, in the light of a day
Something evil, to get rid of
Unholy and a shame to this world
Hated wrongfully mistreated
Painful in dusk…
She was found on a winter’s day
A beautiful child, left for death
Meant to be, forgotten like trash
Thrown away, the crippled
Misjudged, loving and caring
Raised her like their own
With love and warmth, protecting her
Against the cruelty in the world…
The Beauty and The Crippled
Hiding in shadows, afraid of the world
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Our Kingdom and Our Home
04:00
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This is our Kingdom, this is our home
Here we always lived, until the end
On our coldest day…
Look at the skies, follow the ravens
As they fly, into the clouds
Of the mountains high…
Our Kingdom and our home
On the top of the mountains high
Follow the ravens at the sky…
This is our mountains, this is our land
In a circle of crows, into the smoke of fire
At the top, so high
In a cloud of mist, our memories
As far we can remember
We never believed, in Gods…
Our Kingdom and our home
On the top of the mountains high
Follow the ravens at the sky…
At our forefathers’ pride, as warriors
In war, we sacrifice our lives
With mighty pride, followed by our children
Like us… In a remote past
Here we will rest, at the end
on our coldest day…
Our Kingdom and our home
On the top of the mountains high
Follow the ravens at the sky…
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The Bitter Longing
05:38
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I see the fire in the clouds, at the horizon, the beautiful sun occurs
Painting red at the skies, it feels like my dreams slowly becoming
The bitter longing… I suffocate in emptiness, hopeless in vain
Forgotten and wishful of death, drowning in mind
Smiling as life slowly comes to an end
I close my eyes and fall into the bitter longing…
I see the lightning in the clouds, at the horizon
The beautiful moon occurs
painting stars at the skies, drowning into its light
blinded into its sacrifice, dragged into the deeps of the night
hunger to feel… Rise… I suffocate as I paint
My dreams wide awake, it hopelessly
Becoming my bitter longing…
As I walk alongside the ghost of bitter pasts
A weakness of the coldness, in the weak light
the dance of death, bittersweet emptiness
I see the pain in their eyes, at the horizon, a beautiful death occurs
Painting blood at the skies, the pain and the sorrow
Becomes the great horror…
My bitter longing, I suffocate in vain
I’m driven insane…
Deep into the forest, into the mist, the mountain of doom
Sacrifice at night, in blindness into the deeps of hunger
Laying down in a bed of poison ivy, nightmares becoming true
The great escape and the hunt for you, I paint dreams wide awake
I close my eyes and fall into the bitter longing…
My bitter longing…
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Leeches
04:18
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Looking down at this earth, this beautiful earth
With love, of it’s nature and all it’s life
Not with hatred as certain mankind
Destroyers, harvesters of sorrow
Leeches of this earth, a plague of this planet
Like a storm of fire, burning down the ground
High above the mountains, at the sky
From the darkest clouds
Tears falling down at this earth
This scorched earth, with pain
In the eye of nature, all it’s life is dying
At the hands of man, death is certain
Destroyers, leeches of this earth
A sickness of this planet
With a knife into mother earth’s heart
In riches and in greed, we will suffocate this earth
Hunt for wealth and power
Strangled in dirt, life without meaning
It’s nothing worth, the harvesters of sorrow
The leeches of this earth
Looking down at this earth, this beautiful earth
In sorrow, as life fades away
It’s another mans glory, the natures pride
In life when it’s bloom, in doom and destruction
At the hands of man, it leaves only certain death in plan
The leeches of this earth…
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War
05:08
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I am death, the executioner, I am wrath
Behind the breath of the dragon
The serpent control it’s smoke and it’s fire
As it burns the earth…
The sound of war, as the soldiers screams
In pain and over lost, at the sea’s
As they sinking down beneath
Into the abyss of eternal black
Eating their souls as they falls…
I am war, I’m the hunger, I am blood
Behind the fear, that you feel
As the smoke clears
The fire still burns down your bones
Feel the pain, the smell of burnt flesh
Trash!
The sound of war, beyond the horizon
Screams to welcome death
Breath in the poison fog
Who’s next in line, to suffocate
Into the clouds of poison gas
To be the hero and stand against death…
And stand against death…
War!!! War!!
I’m the fire, that breathing down your neck
There is no paradise, no hope
This is war! As soldiers screams in pain
Thousands rotting bodies, in the mud
Some still burns and some is still bleeding
I am death, the hunger, I am wrath
Behind the breath of the dragon
The serpent control it’s smoke and it’s fire
As it burns the earth, the sound of war…
War!!
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Malice
05:37
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Falling down from grace, into the dirt of Malice
With pleasure they rise, behind the shadows
Speak now or for ever hold your tongue
Your dirty, filthy tongue
And drink the blood of the offerings
Follow the candle lights, that burns into the night
Graves a head the cemetery
Of, you sweet one, who dances beneath the stars
Naked… We call upon insanity
Follow the dark butterflies, as ashes falls from the sky
We paint the world in black…
Thought Malice…
Holding back, the demons of Malice
Trying to break out, from this tomb
Just to take a breath, spitting out the dirt
Deep inside my lungs burns
I creep and I crawl, down this fucking hell hole
Over rotting corpse and demon spawn
Follow the stars that shines, into this dark night
Blood a head the cemetery
Oh… Feel the sweet rain, as it heals my pain
The pressure, I call upon insanity…
Follow the dark clouds, as ashes falling down
We paint the world in black…
Thought Malice…
Falling down to earth, into the deeps of Malice
With lust they rise, behind the fires
Sleep now or forever be awake
Your beautiful sleep, into the eternal dreams of Malice…
Follow the trace of blood, as rain falls from the sky
We paint the world in evil, with fire…
We lay down to sleep, with Malice…
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Illvilja Sandhem, Sweden
“𝐈𝐥𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐣𝐚”
One Man Band from Sandhem, Sweden.
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