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• Artiste: Dies Ater
• Titre: Dethrone The Weak Mortality
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"Divine leader of these thundering dark legions, Blessed by the shadows' power, honoured by the twilight of proud. We hail you." In the valley of depraved thoughts, where retention disappears Scaring, slightly shadowed lights untomb lost hearts While an infernal gift of wisdom stoking a redeeming fire Strafing life, as infinity winds in corroding, leeching fields. - Dethrone the weak mortality - I'd wandered around millions of these soothing places, Seen hundreds of defiled souls, preserving humbling secrets Blinded by hate, driven by unknown inner instinct Still I was on a sensitive search to obtain higher values. On a gloomy autumn night, spotted by a fatal glimpse My consternated body, willing to run, not able to move A piercing scream, brightens the surrounding darkness, An unsacred creature, haunting this bleeding place. - Dethrone the weak mortality - A treasure to feed my hunger, to grant me peace? Hark! A nearing, provoking challenge for me to come, Time to forget former battles of irrelevant insignificance. A deserved catastrophe for all these grudging cowards To dethrone this weak mortality - flame of darkness. A forbidden, seductive strength, enchanting my senses Mocking weakness in serenades of despise - free to rise Valuable sins waiting for my unholy, deadly commands Shadows flee in cold despair, a world is bleeding An unstained dream to conquer yet reaching higher To catch the luminous, oppressing moon, the depraving fire