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Thy eyes an ocean of secrets
Within those black waters I sail
Where? When? And Why? I knew not
The winds took me in their arms
And now I am in thy presence
Thy silence has since been
The twilight in pitch darkness
I hear the screams,
The poetry that ignites the rain
I hear voices
Calling me by name
I hear the cries
From the salvation that benign pain
And I hear them
Calling me by name
Like a flower untainted
I reign
You devour, I betray
And we die in the very same
The dirt will be our grave
Like a moth into a flame
You will surrender
To the withering lotus of deceit
I hear the screams,
The poetry that ignites the rain
I hear voices
Calling me by name
I hear the cries
From the salvation that benign pain
And I hear them
Calling me by name
You know my name
It’s in the rustle of all the leaves
That sways to my breath
You know it
It’s in the tip of the tongues that blaspheme
Is heaven worth the shackles of faith?
Is my freedom worth my betrayal?
Are these questions worth answering?
When all that we have, is dead at dawn
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O Dus Ubi es
03:45
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Blazing moon over this empty shell
Spreading wings of my demise.
I wear an empty soul
filled with hate to brim
A wing clipped before it kissed the wind.
A whisper lost before it screamed
Behold my fall, behold my fall
I am deaf to thy call
I am blind to thy light
For long I longed for a voice that never came
For long in silence I withered in shame
You are the blanket I seek
When I shiver in cold
The robe that I always behold
A bird's feathers colored disgrace
A rapture that never was
that never came
Behold my fall, behold my fall
I am deaf to thy call
I am blind to thy light
For long I longed for a voice that never came
For long in silence I withered in shame
Behold my fall, behold my fall
I am deaf to thy call
I am blind to thy light
For long I longed for a voice that never came
For long in silence I withered in shame
O Dus Ubi es?
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In Death There is Peace
04:31
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Instrumental
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Elnaz India
Elnaz is the manifestation of a dream once seen by a young boy. He dreamt of creating music that he would like to hear,
music that was pure primal emotion that dwells in all of us. The primal force unhinged by the shackles of laws and conventions, the embodiment of pure freedom, the very spirit of black metal.
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