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• Artiste: Enochian Crescent
• Titre: Closed Gates Of Tomorrow ( The Cold Harvest)
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From the past the winds of Melancholy blow... I hear The Call of the ancient wind I feel its blow (and) its Freezing Cold And I see no more... For the wind has Frozen my eyes Hubris! Pride goes before Destruction And a haughty spirit Before A Fall I see not tomorrow, only the past The Cold Pain of Lost Burns my eyes I try to close my eyes, alas I can't For The Tears have Frozen my eyes Raped from all virtue I scream my Rage The millenium Harvest Is there a god left to pray to? Compassion, such a lie Choose your side Or be Shoved to the ground Depression (and) Aggression They're A Legion And I Mourn (for the past bygone) Mournfully I Weep for the future Lost The Freezing Cold (oh, The Cold!) Bloodred Tears my eyes Bleed For the past gone and (best?) Forgotten ...And the wind Closed the gates of tomorrow