1. |
For The Storms To Come
12:44
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Shapeless reflections, hours of spiritualization,
and towers for demons of existence.
Weightless depictions of thousands further skies
Caliginous, encumbered by the clouds to come
Into silence I raise my eyes
I stare the at the abyss, I gaze at the sky
I fill the horizon with hope and light
But grows in darkness and turns to night
Far from the sunlight oblivion keeps on calling
Growing, growling, craving for me
Here I yearn for the last gold rays of light, the delight of rotting life
For the redemption on this sinking vessel
I realize that it's useless to be alive, that it's good to fall and die
Hear, I grieve, scream for the storms to come
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2. |
Tombless
08:16
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I was shattered, bleak and glum
Screaming was the silence of the wounds
Dragged myself into the black of night
Pierced by silence in electric light
Cast the word of water in my bones
By the starless mirror of the storm
Cast my bones into the world of water
Flowing quietly on the veil of my eyes
Was It like lying upon this stream
Facing darkness, craving sleep?
Unaware of what was going to be
For this mind can just see what has been
Unaware of what these waters mean
Drifting silently on colder swirls
Is this ocean the betrayal of God
Or the tombstone of the essence of One?
Looking for land where land is just a lie
Leading loveless along lonely lines
I was what I needed to be to be what I became that night: nothing.
Nothing to see, nothing to blame or to fight for: a ghost of grey.
The grey that swirls and echoes in the chambers of life: silence.
Silence and nothing more, silence I wanted to come from the womb of my mother: silence.
I've been cast on shores of shapeless dreams
Laid my head down, fell asleep
Waited for a morning that has never come
Oh my love, what have I become?
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3. |
Just Another Skull
06:10
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Soars as a blackbird from inside
Spiralling as smoke, permeates this mind
Coiling deeper into bowels it corrupts
Reaching for the Will to Live suffocates it all
Follow me even if you don't want to
Despite my reflection on Heaven
Redefine the shape of sorrow and yourself
Just to live another day on Earth.
The scent of hemlock, seducent tone
Empty the goblet, empty the throne
Feeding on your fears it germinates
Unceasing, overwhelming, adumbrates.
Follow me even if you don't want to
Despite my reflection on Heaven
Redefine the shape of sorrow and yourself
Just to live another day on Earth.
Did you ever feel so silent
Even though you would just scream?
Titan against God or Tyrant
Just another skull.
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4. |
A Downfall
11:30
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As emptiness devourer
Of silent echoes mother
Carved in me a hollow reign made of cold and open veins
I crowned myself, and sat upon this throne
Of shadows as long as coffin nails,
Entangling all the pathways inside of me.
All is darker beyond the weary steps
And light is dying behind this crooked shape.
Screaming midst tombstones unhallowed
I crawled towards the solitary gallow
Rooms and bridges, trains of thoughts and slits of razors
And the weight that choked my breath
was just what defined myself.
Never found a sense in the suffering of being
Existence is just a downfall
And I'm torn asunder
While I'm falling down
"So sombre is the air that lingers
And the shadows are growing longer
As the piercing sound of a cracking ground
raises an obelisk below wasted clouds.
They begin to bleed.
As the steps are trembling number
And a roar is getting louder
(The roar of the raging skies above)
I cut loose the rims of my belonging
I start to flow like aether
And my limbs are vines with thorns.
I get numb, colder and colder
As I burn, burn, burn.
And the essence of the star
That was my one and only beating heart
Thrives ablaze, falls into ashes.
I got here to see the rumbling void
Clashing, raging, caked in horror.
I got here to see the world!
Looking down I saw the darkness
Of the abyss of perception.
Looking down I saw myself
Cold and useless, looking upwards.
And the towers and the bridges
Of the fortress of my mind
Started crumbling into pieces
As I saw what's all about.
Life is nothing but a nightmare
And a song that shifts to scream
In a cosmos cold as ashes
Of the arson that is me"
Grab my neck and tear me apart
Suffocate what's left of mine
Fill my throat with bitter shame
Bury me without a name
Bury me without a head
Break that vessel of despair without end
Leave my cloth of flames in hell to rot alone
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5. |
Unbound
07:36
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For The Storms Brescia, Italy
Melodic Death/ Doom Metal from Brescia, Italy
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