Unquintessence piosenki
Utwory wykonawcy:
...Ruined
Withering surrounding, of a dusty grey, the wind whistling the sound of sinister violins Proclaiming death & desolation, yet to come Slowly rotting from my inner hatred, As one with the corpses... For everything here seem so obsolete Unanimated to m...
...to Finally Ascend in the Darkest of Paths
From my passage, I will leave a malignant seed in ye Piercing & raping your blind beliefs of happiness By damnation, I have fell… And I am now deprived of the flickering light of hope nurturing kind spirits Shielded against all the backstabbing emotio...
An Epitaph for the Lightbearer
Ravens of Obscure glimmer, haunting his soul relentlessly Constantly swirling above his decomposed carcass, As they scream and stridently laugh at the fallen knight Once nemesis to all… For he is choking in his own body fluids Cruelly harassed by his dre...
Buried by Time and Dust [Mayhem cover]
Visions of that no mornings light ever will come. I’m to old now. The dark is so near, will I ever reach the land beyond This is where we go when we have to die. I’ve been old since the birth of time.Time buried me in earth centuries ago, I tasted blood....
Redeemed in Profanity (By the Lost of Utopia)
Alone & shivering on the deserted shores of Inexistence After an eclipse from a moonless sky A temporary fissure in the infinity of Cosmos Has stormed me away from our nebular reality Unhallowed in these deep Sylvan woods I have became a dreadful na...
Struggling in the Profound Well of Unquintessence
A putrid stench emanate from my livid soul The weakness of my flesh is unable to contain The loathing daemon trapped inside this feeble body Feared shade amongst mortals being, Invisible, yet they resent my unwelcomed and disturbing presence For I have b...
Toward Scions of Improvement
The initial sin, the one on which you can supposedly rely Yet at some point it was obvious (having a dagger rusting on my back, Clawing its way trough my organs) that I was stabbed By corrupt thoughts I once trusted; diverse and many Betrayed by all, exce...
Whispers of Funeral Omen
Of a sixth sense, I am graced The everlasting shrieks of tortured souls, I hear Chained in my mind, whispers of funeral omen I’ve dreamt about fields of cadavers, about murder & mayhem I’ve seen endless horizons of black desolation All too real, the s...