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Blackavar
04:49
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Heart of a beast, aura of inmortality
From a devastated land,
where freedom wears mask of tyranny
A soul confined, a broken heart
Warrior of insurrection, martyr of fate
Its name comes from endless fear and darkness
Unintended icon of opression
Its ears teared, torn apart
A soul confined, a broken heart
Gushes of pain emanate from a lacerated mind
Where shattered memories become desperation
But it will rise from its ashes
to face its own nightmares
Bearer of courage and shadows
Harbringer of freedom
Heart of a beast, aura of inmortality
Bearer of courage and shadows
Harbringer of freedom
Flames of rebellion burning the land
A grim legend about to start
A past full of scars claiming the stars
Warrior of insurrection, martyr of fate.
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Endolith
04:09
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Of ignominous inception and remote cosmos
Dwelling hostile places
where its broken homes are placed
Of loneliness and revelation
Extreme enviromental transformation
Infecting their own hearts with lime and sand
Of loneliness and revelation
Outrageous inhabitants
Tamers of the unreachable
Of fulgurating evolution
Keepers of a gargantuan power
Destroyers of faith
Detractors of the self blinded
Gazed by titans made of rancid flesh
Protected by ignorance and disdain
Essence of Earth, sons of the stone,
Of strength and perseverance,
Of unwavering skeleton and will,
Of ignominous inception and remote cosmos
In yearning for revelations of wisdom
Extreme enviromental transformation
Infecting their own hearts with lime and sand
Their origin remains eternal and so is death
Curtains of existence fall from a no god sky.
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Ex Nihilo Nihil Fit
04:53
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Ouroboros of unreality
Uncertainty paradigm
Existence blending itself
as a grayish, moribund vortex
Time is nothing
but an infinite nightmare
in which no one wants to live
We are born without existing
We die in transience
Soulless and mindless ethereal beings
looking for incomplete answers
to end unknown questions
Heaven and Earth collapsing
as colliding walls
Black ink stains of desbelief spill
onto the pale canvas of thoughts
Heaven and Earth collapsing
as colliding walls
Existence blending itself as a grayish,
moribund vortex
White noise emanates from nothingness
After all, the void welcomes,
the true beginning
Heaven and Earth collapsing
as colliding walls
Black ink stains of desbelief spill
onto the pale canvas of thoughts
We are born without existing
We die in transience, eternally.
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Los que no respiran Madrid, Spain
Neither alive nor dead, halfway between nothingness and infinity.
Traces of death metal, doom and sludge
are savored.
Thick sounds, technical and primitive at the same time. We base our language of ultratomb on two powerful basses, which lead the rest of instruments through not very luminous paths.
Without hope, without return, in a journey that inevitably leads to nihilism and fatality.
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