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Clangor of War (intro)
02:50
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Clouds of bodies
05:26
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Shatter your chains!
Sent to die
from the skies into their graves
Clouds of bodies lying
on this barren earth
Pale sky drawing
down the mountains towards the seas
The land is bleak and dry
and the corvus are the cure for the disease,
the harbingers of Death
For the weakest Man
Let the flames
and the fire down your throat
And the fire burns no more
For the weakest Man
As I lay upon this soil
and look up to the sky
one million eyes staring at me
Am I dead or will I die?
Herald of death approaches with a message in hand:
“I am patiently awaiting in the coldest, blackest night
for the last candle burning, for its life to end at last.
And I talk to all the sounds the wind once carried
for the solitude is harder to bear all alone.”
And I rise from this bleak and dry land
I leave myself behindand cleanse all the wounds I have had
And I drop my axe embedded in dust and I drop my armor and my shield
For to pull the bones out of my way
I will need both hands
As I lay upon this soil
and look up to the sky
Am I dead?
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Wardance
05:06
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Feeble bodies for the feeble minds
Drawn to die by the severed hand of lie
Grievous paths worn by consumed slaves
Slow procession ends into glimmering dust
on eternal pyre.
Torn the dying sun from the icing sky
Tonight, to our very death
We ride, with god of war in orgiastic dance.
Wardance, Wardance, Wardance
We are dying today (first)
We die today (second)
I died today (last)
Hammer axe ripped my legs and hands
Hades thrones upon this oblivious land
Grim visions revealed to my unwounded eye
As a lurking funeral fog devours the sun
and spit it back.
Corpses on the shores of the river of death
Sent by man down to the bowels of hell
Feast of rats; follow the boatman’s command
For eternity, in torment wrathful shall lie
Feel my cold hand,
Feel the touch of my pallid fingers on your face
My veil embraces you like a vine of snakes
I am your servant, I am your lover
Our prodigal son has finally returned home
He is awaiting for the unifying process to start
I serve you, my love
Come, descend with me down this spiral
We shall rise no more
Bones in my eyes; carrion birds
Mountains perishing, drown in the earth
God below found me home
Will no more see the sun
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Clangor Buenos Aires, Argentina
There are far worse things awaiting man than death
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