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October Falls piosenki

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A Collapse of Faith Part I

The tide's rising, collapsed mountains of ideals ahead The arts of honourless martyrs the tongues of nation's decay Fleshless bearers of faded credence, scarred for the north. From gallows to stained culture, to the piles of flesh in raging pyres Onset for th...

A Collapse of Faith Part II

Carved from the same roots, grown from the same seeds One stained grand design, a monumental, blazing sight A homage to martyrs, who bled for the cause In the twilight of idols, the pyres of oblivion glow. Above the grand illusions, beyond dishonoured traditi...

A Collapse of Faith Part III

And at the last stand, torn and scarred But with pride inside, strenght to bleed And to write the upcoming history Wounds for the future Graves for the past Blood to shed in order For tomorrow to last. 

Below the Soils

There are no questions, no riddles or a marks from the gods No saviour, no redemption for the cross-bearing hearts There are no footmarks to follow Only the gallows in sight This flesh is weakened and strained Yet still roaming ahead The tears of salt or th...

Bloodlines

First sights of uprising… Where are the gallows for these traitors Where are the stones to cast against Some share regrets, some still stand tall No shame in their eyes, no glimpse of pride Where are the children, to be hanged among them To harvest and erase...

Boiling Heart Of The North

The drops of rust raining down over the age of steel Layers of dust burying the faded and motionless reels A distorted view Filled with the victims of the modern times These endless roads, all to nowhere Only smoking ruins in sight These men of stained...

I

There’s an absent of light, a hunger towards eternity And a chained, primordial nature unleashed From the womb of ash, to the stronghold of silence The bloodlines of the past, the ashes of hope Towards the horizon and beyond, into deeps and below With the m...

II

The wounds are carved to the bones, the borders have faded The yesterdays are hailed with open arms Once lost, but now arisen is the strength of the old And the firm beast within, the ruins lie ahead No blood will be shed for the fallen, no seeds will evolve...

III

The wisdom of the old, a fathomless void Prevailing the dogmas, hidden in the flames of alteration These beasts among the men, the wolves of the doom Caressing the prey, embracing the certain end The endless piles of ash, the stones gathered as one The strea...

IV

A mark of the north, burned to the skin, scarred to the bone Men howling like the wolves, the beasts of the unlight It’s not salvation that draws near, but the burden of flesh The strength beyond the borders, the nations tied to nothing A grave of the broken...

Mouth of a Nation's Harlots

Through the mouth of a nation’s harlots The traitors with endless lies falling behind A distorted tongue, the origin of spiritual fall A mouthful of poisoned ideals All spat into face of these men Still scarred for nothing, still bleeding in vein Singing tune...

Snakes of the Old World

Years defiling the purity, erasing the blood-bonds The wisdom of the few nearly vanished Into the winds of false liberation Fed to the mouths in perdition’s lair Only fools for the gods they are Disguised behind the cross The snakes of the old world Those e...

The Plague of a Coming Age

Is this my native soil or a ground for an enemy Something to live on or something to die for Is this my destiny or the reason to live Something to remember or simply forget A traitor for some, a hero for others A brother against another This is the plague of...

The Verge of Oblivion

Stained, scarred and restrained Roaming towards the edge of existence Failed, relented and enslaved At the edge of their faith In the verge of men turning into slaves Behold the mouth of oblivion And the endless void of horizon ahead Behold the mortal coil A...

The Weight of the Fallen

Abandoned fields at the core of the hope That once carried the weight of the fallen Life’s rotten tree with the last poisoned fruits Still tempting the weakest men The well of mankind is the womb of the earth Bleeding the poisoned blood from the soil Yet the...