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ALTAR OF OBLIVION LYRICS
"The Shadow Era" (2007 Demo)
1. Prologue a mezza Voce
2. Through the Night
3. Wrapped in Ruins
4. Threshold to Oblivion (My Wrecked Mind)
5. Line of Ejection
1. Prologue a mezza Voce
2. Through the Night
Skeletons walking the slender Tightrope
Between profundity and absurdity
I raise my head from the ground and see you
They will cause us grief and agony
Stand at the doorstep of eternal glory
But the high tide now begins to ebb
Distilled take on the human dimension
My high tide; will it flow back to me?
Flowing with valiant enthusiasm
Soon I shall face my cold reality
What is life? Life is the nation
The individual must die anyway
Commemorating all human sorrow
Severity of my timeless winter
Hours of darkness, everlasting dimness
Memorial complex haunts my adversaries
Shadows of undying strenght is growing
Timeless evil rushes through the night
Face the blizzard, streams of hatred is flowing
Keeps fatality inside of us...through the night
Oblivion as a place of remembrance
Non-existing soul to heal
Squeezed into this rat hole of mine
Oblivion consolidates my position
Represents my heart of roaring thunder
Oblivion emaciated survival
The crack of dawn: A salvation no more?
3. Wrapped in Ruins
I’ll take you by the hand and make you realize
That life is a close cry from death
Enveloped in perpetual fire
I’ll lead you into the…
Winter’s descending with full force, devastating
Insane announcements from afar
The level of horror brings me to my ruin
Leads us into the…
Follow my path towards the end of dark ages
I’ll lead you into the…
Winter’s storm on this evil sinful night
Sweeps like a torrent in these hours of darkness
Tears are useless in this God-forsaken blight
Ripe for conquest, we are wrapped in ruins
Hiding in a crypt, a symbol of my wicked soul, join ranks of death and disaster
Edge of spiritual bankruptcy, consuming, soothing void, lost lives become the foundation
Suffering from vengeance, in this patriotic war, twisted steel in warfare of torment
Makeshift graves, no swift break-through, a well of dying hope, a monument of madness
4. Threshold to Oblivion (My Wrecked Mind)
Means to an end, that’s what we are
Try to please them, but they don’t care
Punch through the halo of make belief
Make or break is the root of it all
Under the pretence of humanity
We fight for freedom, sovereignty
Heavy casualties, there’s no free will
Final glory and satisfaction
Heavy rain of red tears turns my road into seas of sludge,
We’re dancing on a hellish minefield
Corpses, crawling forwards through the mire
Playing tricks on my desire
And you know that we shall all burst into…flames
Strain on me, on the verge of demise
Seraph of triumph has abandoned me
No peace from strangers, hallmark of death
Launched assault on my confidence
Batter my way into the fortress of lies
Determination increasing my skill
Join me on my notorious campaign
Feel my power grow within the hour
(Strangers), creating universal grief, for the foe within us all
We’re grinding to a halt in this hellhole
Yield, to the forces of the Damned
Torches for the High Command
And you know that we shall all burst into…flames
Come and let me show you the way into my wrecked mind
You will see my ship on the bottom of the restless sea
Bodies tear their way through my mind like in a firestorm
Fear is rising, hope is fading as the whirlwind breaks…loose
5. Line of Ejection
See you on the other side, I’ll prove to you, that I’m all right
Revealing experience rolling onward in high ecstasy
Virus has killed my only chance to deprive Invaders from victory
Brushed aside by Hordes of Hell, breaching my defensive line
Forced to observe sheer annihilation, my flag of hope is fading away
Last-ditch effort to protect our land, the flag of hatred is standing tall
Restore my virtual profundity, subjecting to the essential truth
Gearing up for the maximum effort, last obstacle for the broken remains
Show me the corridor to the world of the newborn fire
Before the creatures are unleashed upon us
Carving my way through blood and steel to my breaking-point
Pick out the weakest spot on the Line of Ejection
I’m the One that will guide you into submission
I’m the One that really makes you suffer
I’m the Wrath that’s lurking in the dead of night-time
I’m your Hubris slashing you from the Inside
Epic struggle reveals insights of sadness
Rising into eternal fire
Into the tragedy of human insanity
Self-inflicted wounds and suicide
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