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DARCASIS LYRICS
"Promo" (2003 Demo)
1. Intro
2. Shadows Over Golgatha
3. War Of Dead
4. Gravelord
1. Intro
2. Shadows Over Golgatha
Shadows spread their wings over the bloodstained
Hills of Golgotha where the primevil once suffered.
Smell of sickenss still lurks there disguised in grey slow mist.
And crescent moon eerily sails on the seas of shades.
Sleeping rocks on the dead sand slow down my walk
To hill to the wooden monument in the middle.
I step on the holy shadow on the grass looking down
To the black light. Silver green wet velvet caresses me.
And that black glow soothes my nerves!
“You there, lurking in shadows creeping behind
the curtain, riding the green mist flowing
under the doors decayed for decades,
I swear I’ll kill you!
Let my body rot in earth,
And my wings burn in fire.
Let my soul fade to wind,
And my blood mingle to seas”
3. War Of Dead
They bounce out from the deepest shadows
Behind the grave they wander
Moonlight enchant them in its power
Thru the misty path, path of eternity
Death is the answer
It keep this corridor alive
Cursed is the day, night eternal
War of dead rising again
The war of midnight
No more living thing
Been killed all kind
Nothing to be find
All colours fade to black
Thru the heart I’m stabbed
Dig out from the mud
Throw away all hope
Throne of mighty nightspirit
Salvation is damnation
See rotten corpses walking in line
One goal to find out
Living screams to shout
War of dead rising again
The war of midnight
No more living thing
Been killed all kind
Nothing to be find
All colours fade to black
Thru the heart I’m stabbed
Gunshots make no effect
Something could kill them
Cut their heads
Hands and legs
They cannot move
Run and flee
They cannot see you
Waiting till dawn
First sunbeams make them go
Far away, long from here
Hiding again
Again ‘til night
Searching last victim
To live long day
Elixir of life
To keep alive the living dead
4. Gravelord
Dark tombstones are at standstill, six silhouettes of stone
And a statue in the middle, guarding the living bone
“Release my body and free my will.
End my suffering and let me die”
Trees hear the spectral moaning, those silent figures so old,
Shed their leaves when freezing, but moon is bright and cold.
“Mine olen heluetiste. Minu welgolin on se, ioca on Perchelet uastaan riconut.
Teste iohtuen mine olen teiden tykenen ia costan teiden ricoxet”
And land wiped by silence, where ancient figures dwell
The land of graves and tombstones went black with crescent moon.
So came the winters with northern winds,
And the nocturnal gale will freeze the earth.
Breezes so frigid tremble the trees, and the
Hailstorms trespass the shelter of limbs.
Those cursed souls under blanket of ice,
Imprisoned by statue from hell, and entangled
To by the frozen roots, cry out their torment in eternal night
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