1. |
None Above Death
06:10
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Behold!
The moonlight shines in a sheer cold
Beneath the crooked trees
So bright...
And then emerging from darkness
It comes...
A sillouhete of the dark enshrouded in rags
With a coffin on its back
The bringer of death!
Release the path that leads to the grave
Every soul will perish
Be none above death, the almighty one
Come black salvation
To live is to die
Open the doors of hades
Walk this path to the infernal depths
And sleep for eternity
Unbound!
The chains of death,
The 13th arcana
The reaper glares in the distance
For the time has arrived
He opens wide his coffin and yells
"Come, sons of the man"
This night one more soul will be fetched to death!
Fetched to death!
Countless nights have passed...
On this hollow forest
It lives within us,
and we die within it
Our mortal coil
Our living ordeal
Death is not a hunter unknown to its prey
One is aware it lies in wait
It lies in wait!
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2. |
Legions of the Abyss
05:30
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Bonded by blood,
By the Covenant of the Wolf
Watchers of the curse of Manus, we sought to destroy the mighty abyssal force,
and to seal the catacombs of carthus.
Thou hast walked the abyss, henceforth your legacy rests upon us
Hail to the oath, Hail to Farron
Hail to the glorious death of Manus.
Life weakens dark, dark weakens flame, dark and flame are fading.
Thus, the abyss expands...
This curse shall rest upon thee.
I will slay you, victim of the cinder, to block you from the false oath
I will slay you.
For I have learned the fallacy of the flame, and the truth of the oath
I will slay you.
I'm thirsty, I'm suffering from this fallacy,
from the wolves oath, from this curse.
...I will slay you.
My devotion to this oath, this fallacy, this darkness,
this dead end...
And so I loved the fallacy, to block you from the truth of the flame
This fallacy tells "i will slay you".
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3. |
Once Frozen Kingdom
04:06
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A day of penance on a bleak morning
This day is sighting Medusa,
The Quicksand of Dust, And the cold bite of Berenice
As a monument of failure buried underneath
A new era of Frost, empty and beautiful.
This kingdom once frozen - We are Boreal prey
A day of penance on a bleak morning
An everlasting season
When It's cold, and when It's dark, A Journey to the End
As a moment of realising it lies underneath
A new era of Frost, empty and beautiful.
This kingdom once frozen - We are Boreal prey
This throne will be forsaken and thrown to the depths forever,
A once frozen kingdom of worms and leeches.
A day of penance on a bleak morning
Hear the cold winds of nowhere
The tombs of the ancients frozen
It's all underneath
As a cold stream of siberia, It pumps through your veins
Bloodstained snow,
Frozen futile beings
This kingdom once frozen - We are Boreal prey
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4. |
Aria of the Soul
04:03
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Between the dream and reality
Lies a place for the human will
Between mind and matter
Lies your inner self
Call my name and release thy rage
I am thou, Thou art I!
Vow to me, thou who perform all sacrilegious acts
Vow to me, thou who pacts with blasphemies
Show the strength of thy will to ascertain all on thine own
Thou'll be chained to hell itself
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5. |
Order of Thanatos
03:59
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Your tale was left unwritten
Shrouded in amnesia
Falling down to the depths forever
Mankind was fated to perish, to vanish in the mist of Despair.
I, Thanatos
Son of Nyx,
Kin of Hypnos,
Lord of Loss
I shall grant you a sweet death
Order of Thanatos.
Eternal rest for all, the end of the quest
All men know this from birth
The Strong, The Weak
The Rich, The Poor,
The Brave, The Coward,
The True, and The False
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6. |
Holy Blood
03:13
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Sic filli scite tibi vi sacramentum
Di vises mi miserete aeterna
Beatus sanctus, Maledictus fiat morte,
E sanguine opulento
Erit premium sanguine sanctum
Festiva praestabere sanguine sanctum
Remain wary of the frailty of men
their wills are weak, and their minds are young,
were it not for fear death would go unlamented
this path we walk is uncertain
A transfusion with the ancient blood
The echoes of the great old ones
Grant us the eyes to see beyond the lake of mud
Hidden from sight
Dido tus
"Timere Sanguine Sanctum".
By the gods, fear the blood!
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7. |
XIII
01:37
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(Instrumental)
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8. |
Only Dead Trees
04:13
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One is born from a spruce of Oak
Between the withered old trees
Songs of distress you sang to me
Until you faded in the mist
The cold caresses your pale skin
where the time runs slow, and the winds blow cold
The pain I feel is growing here
And giving in like autumn leaves
Like autumn leaves we fall
And crush against the winter soil
So we can't get to see the spring bloom...
There are only dead trees.
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