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CROWNEST LYRICS
"Isolation" (2005 Demo)
1. Infection
2. The Darkest Cellar
3. The Dead Son
4. In These Eyes
5. Theatre of Always
6. False Birth
1. Infection
Soundless!
The Future View
Painful!
Awake of remembrance.
Joyless!
The expect for life
Hopeless!
The Cry of a (new) Birth
The Wind Blows Suffer
Deserted grounds
Deflowered dreams
Bleeding corpses on the roads
Maternal Mournful Cries
The Wind Blows Suffer
Hopeless!
The Cry of a (new) Birth
Colorless!
The Natures Scent
Painful!
The Last suffocation
The Wind Blows Suffer
(The) Infection Of the New Age
2. The Darkest Cellar
I saw the light of deprivation
Away far from oblivion
Abandoned from all illusions
Neutralizing the anthem of devotion.
I saw the place of isolation
Memories of a withered portrait
And irrational thoughts
Rebirth from the womb of forgetfulness.
Only the ghosts can tell
Only them can know
Where my seek may find end
Where my pain may finish.
I saw the place of isolation
Memories of a withered portrait
And irrational thoughts
Rebirth from the womb of forgetfulness.
I invite into the darkest cellar
Of my decomposed soul, the wise
To avert the endless drain
Of my threatened existence.
Only the ghosts can tell
Only the wise know
Where my seek may end
Where my pain may finish.
3. The Dead Son
The Dead Son of heaven
Flew in lake of ashes
Creative myths of fake light
But forever remain dead
The Dead Son of heaven
screamed if fire of cries
He jolted the time of god
And curced the light of Heaven
The dead Son of heaven
Weep on a mountain of corpses
Regretted for the endless darkness
But he slowly fades in Hades
The dead Son of heaven
Weep on a mountain of corpses
Regretted for the endless darkness
But he slowly fades in Hades
The dead Son of Heaven
Is dead
Painted with his dry blood
Painted red his face
But he love his death
The dead Son of heaven
Weep on a mountain of corpses
Regretted for the endless darkness
But he slowly fades in Hades
The dead Son of heaven
Remain forever dead
The dead Son of heaven
He cursed the light of heaven
4. In These Eyes
Fear struggles with joy
In a forest covert with ice
Trees drought from rage
Pain with shut eyes
A new strange world
A fake page in history
With dead furious angels
War chum of misery
A world with tears in these eyes
A world, world dead, dead from ice
Chaos is the path of truth
You picked the wrong time
Traveling through darkness
You left life behind
So many dead souls
Are burning in repulsive hills
Of the unknown gods of anywhere
But the pain keeps killing
5. Theatre of Always
6. False Birth
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