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FROSTMOON ECLIPSE LYRICS
"Death Is Coming" (2003)
1. The darkest season of humanity
2. Wolves are hungry
3. The black tide
4. Funeral
5. World in ruin
6. ... In a sea of blood
7. Blindness
8. Waiting for the storm
1. The darkest season of humanity
[Gionata, October 2002]
Ancient hate and sorrow
Painted black
Unleashed from the dark past
Unleashed for... mankind.
Hear!
A voice from the deep dark night.
Black as the eyes of fear.
Black as the future of life.
(I hear the voice of the dead... I hear the sound of the end...
people are crying, people are dying... in a whirlwind of chaos
I feel the essence of the storm.... souls of children unborn
the entrance of the abyss... at the gates of Inferno)
Dark is the sound of the end,
closer to a solitary path through the lifeless and sleepless night
From now on all happiness must die.
Forever.
Forever as the end.
You have your eyes to see
The darkest season of humanity
It’s just a matter of time...
Seconds, minutes, hours... no ...This is the end.
AH!
An eye wide open on everything.
An eye to surrender.
The future is Black.
AH!
Black as the deep dark night.
Black as the eyes of fear.
Black as the future of life.
(I heard the voice of the dead... I heard the sound of the end...
people was crying, people was dying... in a whirlwind of chaos
I felt the essence of the storm.... souls of children unborn
I heard your voice with the others... close to the gates of Inferno)
2. Wolves are hungry
[Gionata, August 2002]
Run, escape from your world
Made of reality’s scars
Proud to be still alive
Traces of blood are falling
Hear! The abyss is calling
Hear it well! It’s your name.
It’s time to pay your ticket
It’s time to leave your life
They are coming
Wolves are still hungry
Corpses are still bleeding...
Ripped and eaten by
...the ravens of death and pain.
When rain falls, wolves gather
They find the light of day
They find the path to oblivion
Turning you from beast to prey
The voice is calling....
The voice is howling....
Hear it well, it’s your name
Death is coming...
Death is coming...
Death is coming...
Death is coming...
Wolves are hungry.
When rain falls, wolves gather
They find the light of day
They find the path to oblivion
Turning you from beast to prey
Eating the flesh
And grinding it to the bone
Ripping out of the body... the soul
The rage is coming forth
Wolves are still hungry
And corpses are bleeding too...
No one is laughing out loud...
...But the smiling death....
3. The black tide
[Gionata, June 2001]
As the black rain flows away
As the night reclaims its preys
A black journey through desolation
I’m immersed in a sea of shadows
The longest night enthroned
The longest pain I’ve proved myself for
Riding the raging storm
Yeah, I hate this fucking world
Hatred! Hatred! Hatred!
To hope is to die
Night please blind my eyes
Future turns to grey
Welcome the sound of decay
It comes down like rain
It flows in rivers grey
Its colour is the end
A trap in a sea of sand
As warm blood on a sword
As fog covering the world
A voice from the dead
Yeah, I’m talking about....
Hatred! Hatred! Hatred!... and Hatred again!
Yeah, I see, now I know
Now I despise weakness’ seed
Now I see, yeah I know
You are the cause of my disease
Come on, come black tide
Flow in violence and painful ways
Show me your disgraced hands
Clean the filth out of this world
Come on, come black tide
Get humanity exiled far from here
Take everything away with your dark waves
I want to be alone on this planet earth
4. Funeral
5. World in ruin
[Gionata, June 2002]
Fields of ruins
It looks like a desert
Winds stand silent
Hate breeds the earth
The world is in ruin!
Cover of blood.
Piles of bones
Rivers of skulls
The ground is now full
of deep red scars
The world is in ruin!
Cover of blood.
Blood red torment
Blood red storm
Blood red coloured I was born
The world is in ruin!
The world is... in ruin!
The world is in ruin
I march upon its death
Who called it home
Had to find a new one
The world is in ruin
No hope this feeble time
A march upon the shadows
A march upon... thy night
The world is in ruin
Palaces stand aflame
Mirrors are broken
Now the ground has my sign
The sign of Satan.
6. ... In a sea of blood
[Gionata, November 2002]
Light... without traces of hope it’s standing above
A black tunnel... A maze of torment
It’s time to put an end to this life... committing suicide...
It’s better to come back to the sweet house of worms
I’m going where all laments die, aside your light...
My world is almost dead as its purity
I am the truth you would never hear
Into the frozen dimension.. unto the eternal pain
Hatred for yourself... Pain is so sweet...
Sometimes I feel its warm heartbeat... on the razor’s rage
The world doesn’t need you
The world won’t wait for you...
The world will show you obscenities
The world is just putrid scum
I was born to be an exception,
A pillar of disgust and hatred
In the deepest chambers of my mind...
What I am, people can’t understand
It keeps me warm on dark cold nights
Traces of blood are crawling behind
In the deepest chambers of my mind...
……where my ideas go blind
From my head to my spine...
Cutting the throats of disease and singing
The last rhyme... the last song so sweet
The last hymn to hail the beyond
Before drowning in a sea of blood...
...in a sea of blood...
7. Blindness
[Gionata March 2000]
Negative times will come back... negative grows up inside
I am ready ...to be blind
Blind to the world I’ve seen... That I dislike
Shouldn’t be something for me here. Sorry, it’s time to die.
Living filtering
The underworld
All your joyous emotions
Cast in the coldest stone
Nothing I feel, nothing I await
I have nothing positive to say
Endless reactions so endless pain
Death shall hit its target again..
Living filtering
The underworld
All your joyous emotions
Cast in the coldest stone
Trying to make more time
Present is unknown
Cut your flesh and spill your soul
This is your last dawn…
8. Waiting for the storm
[Gionata June ’02]
Strangled - By the strength of your poison made man
Tortured - By the absence of air consumed by everybody else
Tormented - By an ancient plan of gaining space
Crucified - By the idea of man you can’t understand….
…waiting for the storm
It’s time to put an end
To love and happiness
Present is so cruel
A retribution of madness
Marching on the storm
Going ahead without piety
Freedom is hunting me
In this blackest cloudy sky
Leave your mortal life behind...
Drown yourself in a world... of nothingness… entwined.
Possessed - By torments of past memories
Devoured - By an hunger of centuries ago
Explosion - Is the sound of chains broken
Infection - Is the living hate through my veins
I am what you can’t control
I am fire in its purest form
I am built with the sound of anger
I am what you can’t complain
I am water blue and drained
I am built with the spine of horror
…waiting for the storm
Disease in spiral downwards
What I felt in that moment in time
Marching upon an altar, made of flesh and bones
An abyss of fury, instead an age of reason
I’m getting my freedom back, paying with your sun…
I’m getting my freedom back… Paying with your sun…
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