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Cold Winds
05:28
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Dreaded breath
Remote times that manifest dissatisfaction
Which whispers in my spirit
Like a disturbed, attractive and woeful legion
Penumbra that covers the skies (once again)
Sore, freezing winds
Hidden disturbance that ravages the environment
Cold winds that desire my future
A lost future, to eternal doom...
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Known odor, feeling resumed
Under the soil of the fight, the soil that absorbs the blood
There will be no fears, the environment inspires in the face of pain
The bloody field is known
Sharpness that is revealed in its contours propels to victory!
Inserted in the heart of the death
For those who are challenged, for those who survive
Awareness that falls asleep, in the bloody field...
The return to such a contingency
When the overwhelming memories emerge
War that will consume, the fate to be faced
Fighting in affliction and misery
Forces to be evoked, at the heart of death...
Returning to the bloody field
For those who survive, the environment inspires
The contours that lead to victory
Brutal memories, conscience that falls asleep
War that will consume, destiny to be faced
Combat in affliction and misery
The bloody field is known, an environment that
inspires in the face of pain
At the heart of death - driven to victory!
Returning to the bloody field
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Doomology of War
07:16
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Under the eyes of condolence
Forgotten path
My sores reveal the sadism of my tormentor
My afflicted eyes beg for mercy
Trapped in the empty abyss of my soul...
Demented, tortured by the hell of memories
This previously asleep monster...
Obscure, but dwelling in the darkness of my being
It annihilates my humanity...
And slowly it makes me die
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Triumphus Mortis
10:39
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Tenebris
Convalis
Via Relicta
Eloquentia
Iter Morientum
Dementia
Tormentis
Dolore
Necromanci
Cultus
Actum Furor
Sepulcra Aperta
Odor Cadaverum
Mundo in Altum
Hikers Vaga
Ante Porcos
Memento Mori
Dulce et
Decorum Mori
Triumphus Mortis
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Black Grave
03:53
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Feel!
An ancient torment buried
Look!
The blackest grave, immemorial monument
Listen!
Turbulent noises an agonizing chorus… The glory of this grave
Dissolve hypocrisy. Bring down weakness. Frighten falsehood
Worship the black grave
Malevolent atmosphere, a morbid feeling
For the glory of the black grave
We spill our blood
For the glory of the black grave
The honor that inhabits it
Ancient torment buried
Feel the black grave
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From Glory to Abyss
05:55
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Here lies a man
Who was once wise and now doomed
Poor mind
Violated
Catatonic
Poor mind
Wandering
Tormented
Astonished
Prisoner of perpetual agony
While your inner emptiness
Violates your reason
Its existence disappears
And it becomes a mockery of
Your own disgrace
From sanity to alienation exile
From chaos to eternal suffering
Day after day
Living and dying itself
In eternal suffering
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No Hope, No Life
06:33
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With my eyes
I prove the presence of death
An evil presence
A seductive lady
I kneel exhausted
Weakness, I beg for redemption
But I realize that there is nothing
Only the emptiness, the end
Hopeless, almost lifeless
I feel the numbness of eternal sleep
Crows open my wounds
Dispute my flesh with the rats
I serve them with my entrails so that they may live
As I drown in the mud and embrace death
The end is my comfort
I don't feel pain
I'm not afraid
No hope
No compassion
I say to life…
Goodbye
No hope... No life
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