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STRIBORG LYRICS
"Mysterious Semblance" (2004)
1. A Sour, Pale, Ghostly Dawn
2. Mysterious Emblance of Spectral Trees
3. Dark Storm Brooding/Lightning in the South
4. Looming Black Apparition
5. The Ghostly Pallid Hand of Fear
6. As Sad as a Cemetary in the Winter Darkness
1. A Sour, Pale, Ghostly Dawn
2. Mysterious Emblance of Spectral Trees
Shadowy spectres of black from another plane
Semblance of ghostly figures reaching out with hand of death
The midnight bell tolls for others to be taken away
Through the portal of lost souls domain
Into the void of the haunting trees
Casting their apparition of pale thin mist
Soninambulistic nightmare journey begins
In the chaos of screaming afterlife
Mysterious glowing pulsates all around
With the death march of black death's warriors
Freezing white frost covers the ground of corpse light
Trailing away to the never ending dream
Repeatadly the whispering of my name in the wind
In trance of mesmeric full gloomy moon
The clouds move faster with the blackness to follow
An aura in the distance telepathically calling to me
Everything unfolds upon itself in this eternal night
Of nightmare visions and spectral trees
It is the trees that comfort and haunt me
In the cold evil void of afterlife
No beings just screaming spirits in dying anguish
The cold chill down my spine becomes overwhelming
And frightens me while I fall deeper and deeper
Into everlasting nightmares
3. Dark Storm Brooding/Lightning in the South
4. Looming Black Apparition
Ghostly pale in the glow of the trees
Haunted by spirits of the past
Hovering cold mist covering the air
With the cackle of the crones in darkness
A suffocating apparition draws near
Only the semblance of its dark aura present
Its essence can be felt all around
With the eerie moon glowing
Spectral embers flickering the death of night
With the black funeral march procession
Death bell tolls in the witching gloom
The last breath of man, a sigh in the witches death breath
Chanting and schizophrenic screams in anguish
All telepathic visions are opened to the void
This lost spirit dwelling in the forest
Remembers all the pain of life before
Now ready with skeletal hand reaching out
To take my life away
To the distant evil plane of nightmares
I have often reached deep in my subconcious
Maybe a soul as lost as mine will purgate
In the dark forest, with all possession at hand
In the nocturnal glorious nights of melancholy
And the lonely spirits who dwell there
This black apparition which looms in the trees
Outside my rotten hut, a doppelganger of my
Future existence in pain, in loneliness seeking
Through the bushland at one with nature and night
5. The Ghostly Pallid Hand of Fear
Lost in the void of fog clad mountain range
Far away from the pestilence of mankind
Hidden in the trees of secrets and black security
Into the pallid shadows cast away from the sky
Evil dwelling within subconcious and the distant forest
The night possess the poison of death
Dark clouds obscure the frozen moon in winter
Blackened sky descending upon it's weary souls
Oppressed emotions still screaming inside
The melancholy spirit of hatred and viciousness
The talons want to lacerate
Eternal nightmare planes and spectral blurs shimmering
Flickering the tread of shadowpaths and corpse light
The reign of terror throbs deep inside my chest
And breath suffocated by the pale hand that does
So violently gasp choke until it's leave
Until the day to retribute with the damned
There will be so much misanthropy and journeys in the damp forest
Isolated in the hills devoid of any other man
Ghostly visions and somnambulistic nightmares within mind
The everlasting portal of discomfort
6. As Sad as a Cemetary in the Winter Darkness
The long pale mist hovers over the headstones
Upon my lonely walk amongst the graves
The cold of night freezing my veins
Of those lost and forgotten
Sad is the winter darkness covering the cemetery
Coating the bones in misery and anguish
The withering flowers still remain there
And ornaments of death scattered
The hand of death will come one day for me
Guiding me through eternal darkness
Of mysterious planes of nightmares
Again the throbbing roots of blood will haunt
Until then I'll roam this lonely cemetery
With sadness and mystery permeated in the air
The cold snow of the mountain freezing me
Lingering in the darkness
There's the glow of dim park lights
So pale in colour like the moon
If you stare into its mesmerism
You will float away to another plane
Well it's time you now leave this sad place
Goodbye all you lost souls now forgotten
I'll leave you now with the essence in my spirit
Until I join the dead at peace
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