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The Final Pledge
05:02
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Oh, we stand behind you with fortitude
We stand behind you in the midst of danger; you will sigh and weep
Oh, we have not vanished in the ending storm
We have not lost our saviour in the nightly fire raging storms
Now... we're giving you the death blow
Be wishing for the death row
My sorely-tested people
Now... we're standing on a knife's edge
Ready to give the final pledge
Much deeper and more profound
Oh, we are facing our own decay
We shall all face the force of hate and speed along the inner rot
Oh, we shall not waver nor shall we fail
We shall not fail under the pain we bear, defending our lands
Now... we're giving you the death blow
Be wishing for the death row
My sorely-tested people
Now... we're standing on a knife's edge
Ready to give the final pledge
Much deeper and more profound
Oh, my star is famished, threatening to crash
My star will never shine again; it's covered by dark clouds of rout
Oh, our fiend is forceful, breaking our will
Our fiend is fighting, burying all the hopes to live and die in peace
Oh, please take me back
To my chambers of darkness
Now... we're giving you the death blow
Be wishing for the death row
My sorely-tested people
Now... we're standing on a knife's edge
Ready to give the final pledge
Much deeper and more profound
Music, lyrics and melodies by Martin Sparvath (2006)
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2. |
Wrapped in Ruins
06:07
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I'll take you by the hand and make you realize
That life is a close cry from death
Enveloped in perpetual fire
I'll lead you into the…
Winter's storm on this evil sinful night
Sweeps like a torrent in these hours of darkness
Tears are useless in this God-forsaken blight
Ripe for conquest, we are wrapped in ruins
Winter's descending with full force, devastating
Insane announcements from afar
The level of horror brings me to my ruin
Leads us into the…
Winter's storm on this evil sinful night
Sweeps like a torrent in these hours of darkness
Tears are useless in this God-forsaken blight
Ripe for conquest, we are wrapped in ruins
Hiding in a crypt, a symbol of my wicked soul, join ranks of death and disaster
Edge of spiritual bankruptcy, consuming, soothing void, lost lives become the foundation
Suffering from vengeance, in this patriotic war, twisted steel in warfare of torment
Makeshift graves, no swift break-through, a well of dying hope, a monument of madness
Follow my path towards the end of dark ages
I'll lead you into the…
Winter's storm on this evil sinful night
Sweeps like a torrent in these hours of darkness
Tears are useless in this God-forsaken blight
Ripe for conquest, we are wrapped in ruins
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3. |
My Pinnacle of Power
06:46
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Lack of hope, worst case scenario
Unable to prevail
Consolidate our balance of power
Afflicted by the damned
Badly marked by raging rumble
Claims to death command
Find the strength in isolation
Out of sensation
Vital slip of waning judgement
Undefeated hopelessness
Strain of faces growing hard
Break determinations
It's the war of the flowers
We'll take what is ours
Our lone power ruler
Still alive and hunted
Seal the final triumph
The bitter fruits of evil
Lit the fuse, oh bearer of hope and bring the seeds of war
Call for order, resignation; bring us to the boil
Corpulent personality will crush you to the core
Restore in strength, sad winds will raise my pinnacle of power
Statement of solidarity
Spartan way of life
Will to endure, subside in rubble
No reality behind it
Macabre climax, raging battle
Steam-rolling hell
Frail attempt to stop the grief
Spear-headed devil
Faint domain of bliss forlorn
Mystical defeat
Rob me from the will to die
Summon the second coming
It's the war of the flowers
We'll take what is ours
Our lone power ruler
Still alive and hunted
Seal the final triumph
The bitter fruits of evil
Lit the fuse, oh bearer of hope and bring the seeds of war
Call for order, resignation; bring us to the boil
Corpulent personality will crush you to the core
Restore in strength, sad winds will raise my pinnacle of power
Marching through the ghostly madness
Draw the backdrop to reality
Watch the end of cultivation
Climax is showing
Risky blend of resignation
Nationwide unconsciousness
Block by block and hand to hand
Saintly stop; relapsing decline
It's the war of the flowers
We'll take what is ours
Our lone power ruler
Still alive and hunted
Seal the final triumph
The bitter fruits of evil
Lit the fuse, oh bearer of hope and bring the seeds of war
Call for order, resignation; bring us to the boil
Corpulent personality will crush you to the core
Restore in strength, sad winds will raise my pinnacle of power
Lit the fuse, oh bearer of hope and bring the seeds of war
Restore in strength, sad winds will raise my pinnacle of power
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4. |
State of Decay
04:35
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Waiting for my senses to take control
Hoping for the future to take its toll
Flashing of sorrow
The Seeds of tomorrow
Leading the blind in a stroke of delight
Leading the blind in a stroke of delight
Escaping delusion
Impending confusion
Yielding dismay in the state of decay
Losing all my visions fading away
Flashing of sorrow
The seeds of tomorrow
Leading the blind in a stroke of delight
Leading the blind in a stroke of delight
Escaping delusion
Impending confusion
Yielding dismay in a state of decay
Closing in on history
Relation to reality
Invasion of your liberty
State of decay
Message of diversity
Penitence is all you see
Tangled in a spin of lies
Fools in disguise
Closing in on history
Closer to reality
Isolating liberty
State of decay
Living and dying
Mental decay
Living and dying
On the edge of a dying world
Living and dying alone
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Slipping back beneath the grave hate
Heading for the final resting place
Searching for clarity
In the graveyard of broken dreams
Insulated and isolated
Despondency in our wombs
Insulated insinuations
Endless columns of tombs
Bracing my life for yet a fire
Enjoying the fruits of the reap
The genuine number shall remain unknown
Drawing attention to the prey
In the search for vistas to explore
Slipping back beneath the grave hate
Heading for the final resting place
Searching for clarity
In the graveyard of broken dreams
Turning back the tempo of time
Facing the rushing blood of my life
Searching for clarity
In the graveyard of broken dreams
Gateway to triumph, doorway to trounce
Nightmarish woes to be announced
Infiltrating the enemy lines
In slopes below, they shall resign
Screaming down upon the men
Lifting some pressure once again
Silent heroes are striking the eye
Drawing attention to the prey
In the search for vistas to explore
Slipping back beneath the grave hate
Heading for the final resting place
Searching for clarity
In the graveyard of broken dreams
Turning back the tempo of time
Facing the rushing blood of my life
Searching for clarity
In the graveyard of broken dreams
Bordering on desperation, disappearing into the dark
Furnish me with obligations, furnish me with shrieks of joy
Forced to take wide-ranging channels, to protect against the swarm
Obey the rules of burning warfare, descending into Pandemonium
Breaking the strength of mind
Breaking the force behind
Reading my testament to the gleams of fire
Protecting and providing people
Marching through the flurry fog
Keeps them from the disbelieve
Preserve the purity and pride
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6. |
Language of the Dead
05:51
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This solitary Star
Defining who we are
Reaching into the dark Corners of my Mind
Living in the Shadow of my Apocalypse
I’m standing on my own
Facing the Unknown
Suffocating Mystery
Sleepwalking in the Mire yet again
Passing through the Fire to the other Side
Tragedy and Triumph walking Side by Side
Crawling in the Desert, nowhere else to hide
Apocalypse ahead; Language of the Dead
Language of the Dead
The Void is waiting; all Visions in my Head?
Dwelling in a black Hole of Secrecy
Drowning in the vast Echoes left in this World
I’m standing on my own
Facing the Unknown
Suffocating Mystery
Sleepwalking in the Mire yet again
Passing through the Fire to the other Side
Tragedy and Triumph walking Side by Side
Crawling in the Desert, nowhere else to hide
Apocalypse ahead; Language of the Dead
Language of the Dead
I’m feeling lonely
This empty Life has left me for dead
Shaped by Fantasy where Truth is Blasphemy
Swallowed by the Holes in Reality
Oceans full of Hate
Blazing Pariah State
The Inferno is spilling down beneath my Feet
Language of the Dead
Apocalypse ahead
Language of the Dead
Apocalypse ahead
Visions in my Head
Language of the Dead
I’m feeling lonely
This empty Life has left me for dead
This empty Life has left me for dead
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7. |
Salvation
06:29
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Come and save me from Desolation
From this Circle of Hell
Atmosphere of Cold and Bleakness
Like a Flaw in my Eye
Caught in the Act of deserting
In this Wilderness
Distant Shape of my own Life coming
Beneath a Veil of Grief
Sitting on the shady Sideline
Watching Bigotry
Manifest of utter Madness
Exploiting Loyalty
Misconceived by the flogging Masses
By these deluded Sheep
Mindless Slaughter of the Feeble
Fulfilling God's Design
Dying Hands to ring the Bell that tolls for all of us
Sanctify the Ignorance for those who don't believe
Created sick by the Divine into a wicked Cult
Leading down the endless Path of Pretence
Outside the Bounds of Pain
Inside the Acid Rain
Silently waiting for Death to occur
At War with Humanity
Sworn into Secrecy
Seeking Salvation to shun Loneliness
Gloating in Triumph in Front of the Masses
Casting a Shadow on Generations to come
Crippled by Years of sheer Assent and Denial
Leaving a Hole in Morality
Translating the Feeling of Awe into Hatred
Path-breaking Holocaust; the Void is immense
Perversion of Spirits, subservient Behavior
Under the poisoned Clouds of Doctrines, we rot
Dying Hands to ring the Bell that tolls for all of us
Sanctify the Ignorance for those who don't believe
Created sick by the Divine into a wicked Cult
Leading down the endless Path of Pretence
Outside the Bounds of Pain
Inside the Acid Rain
Silently waiting for Death to occur
At War with Humanity
Sworn into Secrecy
Seeking Salvation to shun Loneliness
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Altar of Oblivion Denmark
Official Altar of Oblivion Bandcamp.
Danish Epic Doom Metal. Inspired by 1980's Heavy Metal, World War II Literature,
Religion, Life/Death and Morbid Poetry.
Captures the spirit and atmosphere of the underrated genre of epic doom metal in a compelling and credible manner.
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