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Perhaps, in the end​.​.​.

from Through a world impatient for my death by Eald

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Pale shades of light
Pushed before the entrance
The segment that limits
A path in the shadow.
Mud as asilum
And roots as only nourishment
In this night time
Embrace my laments
As darkness falls
Reason complains alone
With the millenary feeling
And the will of the worm.

I dwell in a far wood
Between time waves
That caress my destiny
And know my torment
Bu maybe the forest
Is the death of humanity.

The stone feeds my witness
And the dead my gums
As they slowly rot
Oh, sweet lifeless flesh.
Immortal now my soul is,
In exchange for beauty.
In a world without prejudices
Roads never lack.
Black vaulted sky
Sweet speechless chant
A sad song is singed
By those who once loved me.

I dwell in a far wood
Between time waves
That caress my destiny
And know my torment
Bu maybe the forest
Is the death of humanity.

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from Through a world impatient for my death, released April 24, 2010

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Eald Madrid, Spain

Melodic black /death from Spain, created in 2000 by Heolstor.

Line-up:

Heolstor - Strings
Ravager - Drums
Vaelbeles - Vocals

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