Atra
phantasms of silence and dying
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The creeping darkness stirs to awake from a moonlit slumber
Infinite darkness silent, Cold and torturous weight.
Trialed in flame and night to forwarn torment inherit...
Calling... Murmur...
The voices cracking the paraphet of silence
Spiritual torment through death...
As the choirs of evil calling my name...
Calling...
I listen, I hear, I answer...
As the nameless hosts speak: Lend
me
your
ears!
I listen to them sing, I feel my soul descend...
Spectre i've become and not one of this earth
A graven phantasm buried beneath the tones of un-dead spell
Into the shadows i wander...
Silent and never to return...
A trail of burnt stars and dust,
Upon the blackend throne of night.
- Álbum:
- In Reverence of Decay