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• Artiste: Soulfallen
• Titre: The Silence Of The Storm
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Burning through the pages of history Ruthless like an ancient plague on words Onwards with our tales of inglory Infecting worlds beneath our herds Burning! Ruthless! Onwards! Infecting worlds beneath our herds... But now the silence has spoken The curtains drawn to reveal a whole new play Play no more with your games of war For we all in Death's sweet lullaby...now sway The warmth, the light, the joy, all the love and the care The cold, the dark, the grim, all the death and despair Within these walls they have all turned the same And with eyes aflame we cast around the blame... Burning - with flames long died out Ruthless - with no one to cast down Onwards - on a road long dried out Infecting - the dead with life newfound Burning... Restless... Onwards... Infected by this death unbound... This is not the calm before the storm For they have now become as one Fix your eyes from the outworn To see what this world has become... This is not the odd outside the norm For this is all we'll ever be So feast your eyes upon the swarm And let it all devour thee Awake! Sleeping through the ages In dark dreams that go on for days Grim sights in these slow hours We pray the soul within us would slay... The warmth, the light, the joy, all the love and the care The cold, the dark, the grim, all the death and despair Within our hearts we know who are to blame And long ago we have learned to curse our names...