The [bad word] (2006)

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Symphonic Black Metal

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The turmoil, the tempest and the burns 
The inner lament, nothing magnificent! 
Screens on the outside... 
The promise, the hope and the scars 
The inner voice, mute, screams way out of sight 

Turn over stone after stone, to reveal a scorpion 
The turmoil, the tempest and the burns 
Promise... 
feeble glow in the dark... evoling only to descent 
stare is enough to... put them out 

Self loathing Orchestration 

shaken young man 
Has aged far before it's mine 
Now the days have passed 
When he paved his way through the lies 
They haunt him at night, and reflect through his eyes 
twich caught moth 
The hunter [bad word] the hunt 

Whence [bad word] serenity that 
Has no death as its roll 
Where lays silence that doesn't bind with loneliness to [bad word] a whole ? 

While sleeping, by nightmares he is devoured 
His body inhabits a dead soul, eyes empty and hollow 
Awaken! Heed our call 
Don't let go until you [bad word] a whole 
Live thy dreams fulfill thy desire 

Dream to live 
And never ever cease