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Withered
10:24
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I've tried to mend my scars.
Bleed…my heart bleeds again.
I can’t stand this reality.
A guilt for my own pain.
Lost into those memories,
I was forced to build a wall.
Stuck there, petrified,
I know that I should cry
and then I should believe
it’s a barrier of my mind,
but I can't drop any tear.
I'm already dead inside.
Dawn...shall I see another dawn?
Night...another night will fall.
As darkness came to infect my brain,
my scars began to bite again.
Notes from a lullaby,
those feeble lights upstairs…
Forsaken memories
of a past already spent.
Times forever gone
when I felt alive and free.
Then pleasure’s turned to apathy…
I am another me.
Dying black flowers,
a canvas painted grey
by the dawn that never rises.
A mourn that never fades.
Withered.
This void inside swallows everything,
a cold emptiness that blows out the flame.
This sombre sky suffocates the beams
of a million falling stars.
Wounds still bleed,
staining the shattered memories of me…
I couldn't save the shards of this life.
(Could someone wake me
from this cold eternal slumber?)
Cold slumber.
(Could someone save me
from this void crawling inside?)
Rescue me.
The more I come closer to the light,
the more I feel it fades away.
I guess I no longer belong
to this reality.
At the end of my path,
I give myself to eternity.
Notes from a lullaby,
those feeble lights upstairs…
Forsaken memories
of a past already spent.
Times forever gone
when I felt alive and free.
Then pleasure’s turned to apathy…
I am another me.
Dying black flowers,
a canvas painted grey
by the dawn that never rises.
A mourn that never fades.
Withered.
My soul dies in the dark,
eternally.
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Masquerade
09:24
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Come to me, my friends,
welcome to my abbey.
Make yourself at home,
and let the fun begin.
A masquerade’s dancing
to the widespread notes in the rooms,
and no one sees
a plague's coming soon.
Hidden faces that drown in lies,
drop their fragile masks
as they realize the pillars of their heaven
have collapsed in ruins.
I smell their own fear.
I feed on their pain.
I am their plague.
Silken walls, golden drapes
shameless portraits in frames.
In the palace of timeless lust
the masks fall into pieces.
I see their own fear
becoming disease,
a bleeding plague.
I'm the Red Death.
I came to take you with me, my prince.
How could the courtiers know that I'm here?
How could they know that what they fear
is haunting them down?
No sign of life, nothing behind
this bloodstained shroud,
this pale dead mask.
I am the Red Death.
I am the Red Death.
The clock strikes the final hour
for all those souls lost, abandoned.
(I am the Red Death)
…And so falls the timeless darkness
for all those souls lost, forgotten.
“...And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death
held illimitable dominion over all...”
(E.A. Poe, ‘The Masque of the Red Death’)
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Pale Dying Sun
11:37
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Gone’s the warmness of the stars.
The albatross flies to the firmament,
through the haze of our perdition,
and screams across the frozen skies.
No trace of life…
I will not forget.
Nothingness eternal,
a full breath in the sulphur.
Life no longer exists.
No sign nor breath
beneath the ruins of our race.
No trace of life…
I won't forget.
Fly,
show me the way
come to me...
one last time.
I left those lands,
covered by dust
of times lost and gone.
Wherever I walk
all the shapes have gone
from our forsaken Earth,
beneath the falling stars
and a pale dying sun.
Nuclear silence,
this wound marked in fire
left the ashes of our elders
in our bloody hands…
in our bloody hands.
Here nothing remains,
a mankind astray...
for one last time
we'll see its light.
No god, no saviour
walks among our pale shadows.
The albatross won't find this land
anymore.
There is no place to call home
anymore... anymore.
Nuclear winter,
deafening silence.
Mankind's fallen.
Nuclear winter,
deafening silence.
Mankind's fallen.
I left those lands,
covered by dust
of times lost and gone.
Wherever I walk
all the shapes have gone
from our forsaken Earth,
beneath the falling stars
and a pale dying sun…
Our pale dying sun.
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Absinthe
14:27
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The cold of the world enshrouds
this renegade and lonely poet.
God has gone, God's never been here
‘cause of the sins that I’ve committed.
I’ve been forgotten because I’ve dared,
left alone just because I have thought.
Fly, raise to the sky, albatross, fly!
Show me the whole world.
(Fly, on ivory wings, mighty one, rise!)
A perverse ritual in lonely silence,
to escape and forget,
to write my solemn final words.
To this cold green hell
I fade…
To reach for my shelters
and deny my existence,
to find scorching answers,
and then finally fall from the grace of God.
…fall from the grace of God.
Harvest of darkness, the seed grows inside,
raised from the orchard of sinners and lies.
I stand among these shadows
that surround my fragile soul,
emerald and heady, dancing in my throat.
Holy absinthe, cradle me,
take me higher to the unknown.
(to the unknown)
On these wings I'll clearly see
all the truths to be revealed.
Seduce me…
in your bright green reflection
now I am reborn.
Fly, raise to the sky, albatross, fly!
show me the whole world.
(Fly, on ivory wings, mighty one, rise!)
Lustful rites to gain the eternal wisdom,
without judgement,
to turn my conscience into infinity.
Blurry words,
cold shivers along my veins.
Enticing shadows dance
and set my demons free.
Am I really free?
So numb, I cried
to the daughters of the sky.
I felt reborn through my pain.
I foresaw far beyond times…
nothing but sorrow will domain.
Muse of my chants,
godless nectar of wisdom,
feed on my whole weakness
and unchain me from my burden.
Absinthe,
free this condemned soul.
Absinthe,
lead me to the unknown.
Absinthe,
free this condemned soul.
(Slave to the pleasure, prophet of truths)
(No God is here, beneath the stars)
Absinthe
Lead me to the unknown.
(Emerald fire burns with no light)
(Absence of grace, harvest of lies)
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Silence Oath Verona, Italy
Silence Oath is a black metal one-man-band founded in 2007 by Filippo Tezza (Chronosfear, Tezza F.).
After a raw
death/black metal demo ("Cursed") recorded in 2007, the project released three albums: "Beneath a Bleeding Sky" (Invincible Records, 2012), "The Void" (self-produced, 2016), "Withered" (self-produced, 2020), and the brand new "From the Womb of the Earth" (Elevate Records, 2022).
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