1. |
Outposts Of Heaven
05:43
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Among the charred ruins
They hold the line
Against the steely blizzard
Standing like a stone wall
Like in eerie nightmare
Slowly drifting in the air
Searching their targets
Bullets whistle death
Step by step
The enemy comes closer
Haggard are the defenders
But they’ll not step back
The tranquility of the doomed
Against the powerless rancor
The earthly hordes
Against the outposts of heaven
You can wrest the weapons
From the stiffened hands
But you will not dare to look
Into their extinguished eyes
The names were given
To those who were never born
To those who know no fear
Among the open graves
Hope is prowling like a jackal
In endless quest of prey
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2. |
The Cage
06:32
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What lies ahead?
What lies behind this chain of mountains?
Will we ever know?
Maybe a mire
Maybe an abrupt slope
Which challenges us to climb upwards again?
The light is so bright
It takes our breath away
And we stand numb with speechless awe
The time has stopped
And I see clear
As clear as for the last time
So many years I have spent
Searching for the answers
To the questions unspoken
Now the time has come
The iron cage is broken
I wash my hands of you
Trace in a trace
You are sneaking up
Behind me to find my haven
You’ll burst the door open
Triumphantly
To find nobody in
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3. |
The Angel's Game
04:33
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Take a look
At the yellowed manuscript
In this flickering candlelight
I will teach you to read between the lines
Among the thousands of men
You were chosen to be the angel’s tool
Accustomed to create the worlds
Using blood instead of ink
A true masterpiece
Is what angel wants from you
A true masterpiece is the key
A key to the abyss
Dispel all the lies
And proclaim the new order
Set the fire to the Earth
Turn the monsters loose
Every book has a soul
The soul of a person who wrote it
Behind the secret door
All the riddles will be solved
And the cleansing fire
Will release you from the trap
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4. |
Whiteout
04:17
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Immense
It slumbers still
Peopled with phantoms of
Last memories and last sighs
Peopled with algid winds
White earth whipped by white sun
Face to face
With the mute endlessness
Which has no names
And wears no masks
Deaf and blind
Can we find our way
Through the whiteout
Where the words are dead?
Face to face
With the mute endlessness
Which has no names
And wears no masks
Deaf and blind
We will find our way
Through the whiteout
And the words are dead
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5. |
Winter Trip
04:50
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Between the worlds
A storm of false reminiscence
Is raging in a dead end
Of collapsing mind
All the words are said
All the borders crossed
All the bridges burned
From the fetid womb
Of timelessness
Apparitions pour into the void
In joyless trance
In rambling daydream
The shadows are playing hide and seek
On the wall
The deepest understanding
The greatest disappointment
The last arousal and then
Eternal sleep
When journey comes
Into an end
There is no difference between
The visionary and the vision
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6. |
Rainmakers
06:11
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Beyond the curtain
The actors change their garbs
Beyond the eyelids
A storm is gaining strengths
We drift away
Forgetting our names
We drift away from suffering
And nothing can hurt us
The magic begins
Where words end
Take the drum
We will speak to gods
We don’t need a torch
To light our way
We don’t need a night-light
To protect our sleep
A sudden flash
And no one is blind once and for all
A final breath
And death is overthrown
We drift away
Forgetting our names
We drift away from suffering
Renouncing ourselves
Sow the wind and rip the whirlwind
Invoke the forces that cannot be controlled
Unleash the war against yourself
Play the game of dice
With the king of nowhere
Go ahead, the brightest one
The point of no return was left behind
Turn yourself into a skeleton key
To unlock the door of nihility
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7. |
Nausea
06:00
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It hurts more than you can bear
Your pulse is fast and thoughts are tangled
Desperately you are thrashing about in a pitfall
But there is no exit from the noose of time
The rotten wind
Carries your soul
Among the putrid clouds
The void
Is all
That you
Have found
The void
Is all
That you
Were longing for
Your hopeless trip
Is coming to an end
And you’ve been already
Devoured by the abyss
No pain will bring you to your knees
If you are dead enough
If you are dead enough
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Inner Missing Israel
Gothic metal duo with male operatic vocals (low baritone).
Sigmund - voice and guitars
Melaer - keyboards and bass
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