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SOULFALLEN LYRICS
"Death of the Tyrant" (2006 Demo)
1. Bete Noire
2. All Save One
3. Death of the Tyrant
1. Bete Noire
Once a beast...
upon the earth unleashed as the soul of all their fears
Yet a brief distraction was enough, the scale was roughed
all is now clear
Cast down among the sullen
to pits of dark descend
Where nought greets the fallen
and life but awaits its end
Regrets, I have one
The point it all begun
The second I believed I could be more...
more than my share
now so aware
more than my share
bete noire
Once deceased...
the scale will be again released and as if I never were
The gleam of light will fade as tolls are paid
for who said the world was fair
All for a thought to see her
among the lost a tale will end
Where death greets the dreamer
and all ties to life transcend
Now left to grind this heart
At the closure of this part
Is to know I was of those who never stood a chance...
more than my share
deadly aware
more than my share
bete noire
and the tearful flower fades from my palm...
2. All Save One
The stage was set for murder
as death reached again for further
A line was drawn
on the day redemption slept
And into the light
a shade of rancor crept
All... all save one
As life became undone
All save one
The rising moon bathed in a shade of red
as it gleamed its scorn on the still instead
Only one lied awake,
deprived of all and for what's sake
for death had him barely raked
Years fall as rain yet ignorance doth remain...
All... all save one
In the pale light of the Sun
All save one
"From hate arose my only passion
With Death my one romance
He was spared not of pity
but that of mere chance"
3. Death of the Tyrant
"The light grew old
and the hour itself reeked of pure finality..."
The air was still, breathing unease
of oblivion’s glacial release
And a promise of grave cold serenity
Among the lost, the tombless few
granted a sight, a perfect view
To feast our eyes on a world scale demise
For what were we if not mere flies
upon a storm bound to arise
Set to unfold from the very womb of Time
I witnessed the Death of the Tyrant
sans fear beheld the fading light
Bereft and left for death to take us
‘cross distances unseen,
To worlds beyond this ether
on the broken wings of a dream
For the hour is upon us
Cimmerian night unveiled
And all shall be redone
where past creators failed
Lay down and embrace the deathlong sleep
For time has come for this crop to be reaped
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